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Chapter 224 - 224 215 212 Carrying the Coffin
224: Chapter 215 Chapter 212: Carrying the Coffin 224: Chapter 215 Chapter 212: Carrying the Coffin “I’ve always believed that men who hit women are not good men!” Ye Chen’s voice, heavy with brooding anger, carried through the air.
Having just left Starbucks, his mood had already been quite low.
Zhang Yantong’s retreating figure had tugged at Ye Chen’s heart.
And now, encountering such an incident, it was inevitable that Ye Chen would feel seething anger.
“Brother Chen!”
“Ye Chen!” Liu Momo and the others exclaimed in shock, as Ye Chen’s sudden appearance filled the three girls with immense hope.
Chen Shuai glared at Ye Chen, saying, “Ye, you dare touch me?”
“I’m not just going to touch you, I’m also going to hit you!” Ye Chen reached out and slapped Chen Shuai across the face.
Having been spoiled since childhood, Chen Shuai had never suffered such humiliation.
The slap reddened and swollen his face.
The surrounding boys gasped in shock, and Chen Shuai gritted his teeth, saying, “Damn it, I’ll fight you to the death.”
However, no matter how much Chen Shuai struggled, he couldn’t land a single blow on Ye Chen.
Chen Shuai’s arm was firmly in Ye Chen’s grasp.
With a cold laugh, Ye Chen said, “If you move again, I’ll shatter your hand bones on the spot!”
“Damn it, I’m not easily scared!” Chen Shuai continued to flail his arms, attempting to hit Ye Chen.
This time, he thoroughly enraged Ye Chen, who gripped his hand forcefully.
A crisp cracking sound followed.
Chen Shuai’s face instantly turned pale, and then a mournful scream echoed through heaven and earth.
Ye Chen had crushed Chen Shuai’s hand bones in one grip.
The dreadful scream shocked all the boys around.
“This is a lesson for hitting someone.
Next time you want to hit someone, think carefully about your own hand bones being crushed!” Ye Chen said with a cold smile, then turned to Liu Momo and said, “Momo, let’s go!”
“Yes!” Liu Momo quickly nodded, then taking Ye Chen’s arm, led Li Qian and Qianqian away from the scene.
…
In University City, near the gambling den of the Heavenly Reversal Gang, early in the morning, more than a dozen men in mourning attire were walking ahead, followed by eight others carrying a pitch-black coffin.
Passersby dodged out of the way, with only the braver ones stopping to watch the spectacle.
For five consecutive days now, this group dressed in mourning attire had been bringing a coffin here each day to intimidate people.
“Please, it’s the same old trick.
Can’t they come up with something new?” The remaining shop owners had already become used to Feng Zhixiao’s tactics.
They were initially fearful of this display but had become numb to it over time, no longer knowing the meaning of fear.
“Exactly, no creativity.
They just don’t know how to change things up!” The shop owners had steeled themselves to continue resisting Feng Zhixiao.
Since the other side wasn’t resorting to violence, the police wouldn’t get involved.
If they started using violence, then the police would have no reason not to intervene.
Otherwise, why pay taxes every month if not to prevent being taken advantage of?
In fact, after several days of disruption, the gambling den’s business had also declined from previous days.
Professional gamblers were extremely superstitious, and if they encountered anything ominous on their way out in the morning, they would immediately change their minds and decide against gambling that day.
Therefore, some local gamblers had taken their business to the Flame Dragon Gang’s gambling dens.
“Brother Chen, can we get rid of them today?” Xiao Er asked nervously.
“Don’t worry, today’s plan should be solid!” Feng Zhixiao said, standing on the second-floor balcony, watching the scene below.
Soon, a man dressed in an Eight Diagrams Taoist robe appeared, holding a Peach Wood Sword in hand and wearing a Purple Gold Crown atop his head, with auspicious cloud boots on his feet.
He chanted under his breath, and behind him, two young Taoists boldly set up an incense altar right in front of the most courageous shop.
Three thick sticks of incense were placed on it.
The sight immediately attracted countless onlookers.
A large group of men in black maintained order at the scene.
“How weird, a Taoist conducting a ritual right here?
What’s this all about?”
“Who knows?
Just watch, and we’ll find out, won’t we?”
The crowd watching the scene was extremely curious, everyone craning their necks to see.
Some wanted to step forward but were immediately pushed back by the men in black maintaining order.
The scene was lively.
The Daoist stepped forward and continued to chant, which looked exactly like the Taoists performing rituals on television.
He was dressed in a yellow robe adorned with a large Eight Diagram at the back.
Then, the Taoist threw something strange in his hand, and instantly, flames burst from the incense altar.
The onlookers burst into screams of surprise, and some even applauded.
Quickly, the Taoist held a live chicken while chanting, the final phrase resonating clearly: “Phoenix Guide…”
Cluck cluck cluck…
The startled live chicken was tossed out, darting frantically.
It made a beeline for the shop, and the owner, taken aback, yelled out, “Damn it, old Taoist, do whatever you want with your rituals, but why drive your mother hen into my shop?
Careful or I’ll turn her into a pot of stew!”
“Hehe, Boss, there’s something unclean in your shop!” the old Taoist said with a faint smile.
“Nonsense, what unclean thing could there possibly be in my shop?
If you’re talking rubbish, I’ll hit you!” the chubby shop owner was enraged.
He had been doing business here for many years without any incidents, and now this old Taoist was adamant that there was something unclean in his shop.
Wasn’t this utter nonsense?
“You don’t believe me?” the old Taoist chuckled.
“No, I don’t!” the shop owner immediately shook his head.
“Then, let me prove it to you,” the old Taoist said with a faint smile.
He immediately took out a compass from his person and walked inside.
Once inside, the needle on the compass became restless, shaking violently, and moreover, the old hen started thrashing wildly, dying within seconds of frenetic activity, all the more shocking because when it died, not a single drop of blood was spilled.
The chubby shop owner quickly shook his head, saying, “I don’t believe in this stuff.
You must be a trick sent by that kid Feng Zhixiao!”
“Hehe, you are mistaken,” the old Taoist said with a faint smile.
“Some things exist if you believe in them and do not if you don’t.
Since you don’t believe, then let it be, I won’t come again in future.”
“Wait!” the chubby shop owner suddenly became anxious.
He immediately stopped the old Taoist, saying, “You old thing, make yourself clear.
What’s this about being unclean, and believing or not believing?”
“I’ve told you, there are unclean things here.
That’s all I have to say,” the old Taoist replied with a faint smile.
“Don’t leave, if you say there are unclean things here, then clear them out on the spot.
Will money not solve the problem?” the chubby shop owner hastily clutched the old Taoist’s arm.
“It’s not just you; they all have issues!” with a wave of his hand, the old Taoist pointed towards the few shops that were still holding out.
“Just take the money and be done with it!” the chubby shop owner rolled his eyes at the old Taoist.
In fact, how could the chubby shop owner not know that this was Feng Zhixiao’s ploy, but he couldn’t very well tell everyone around him that this was a scheme to frame him and force him to transfer his shop, could he?
The majority of the onlookers were just out shopping, and most of them were students.
The chubby shop owner sold student supplies, and if those students ever learned that there was something unclean in this shop, who would dare to buy anything here?
The chubby shop owner wanted to spend money to eliminate the disaster, simply to avoid leaving any negative impact on his shop.
“Hehe, sorry, I do not aid the fated,” the old Taoist said with a faint smile, leaving the chubby shop owner dumbfounded.
He rushed to ask, “Why am I the fated one?!”
“That is the secret of heaven, which must not be revealed!” the old Taoist laughed heartily, then turned and left with a large group of people from University City.
Suddenly, the remaining shop owners were stunned; wasn’t this openly inviting someone to scam them?
With so many witnesses around, and these words from the old Taoist, who would dare to buy anything here in future?
Even if those coffin carriers stopped coming, there would be no business in their own shops.
Thus, this group of fellows quickly gathered together, starting to discuss their way out.
“There’s no need to say it, it must be that kid Feng Zhixiao’s doing!”
“Isn’t that obvious, but what should we do now to resolve it?”
“What can we do?
Only heaven knows!
Maybe we should just transfer the shops and be done with it!”
The shop owners discussed among themselves; in any case, everyone’s confidence in their businesses had finally reached rock bottom.
The goal they had steadfastly maintained now lost its meaning.
If the shops had no business in the future, what was the point of stubbornly holding on?
It would be better to sell quickly while they still could.
In the end, the group of shop owners finally decided to let go.
Money can never be earned completely, but life is the most important thing.
The Heavenly Reversal Gang was not using violence now, but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t use it in the future.
If they suddenly turned to violence, it would be hard to guard against.
Just like that, Feng Zhixiao got what he had hoped for, securing an entire building, although it finally cost him over ten million.
However, compared to the profits of the gambling den, it was insignificant.
More than ten million was just the profits earned by the gambling den since it had opened.
It was the perfect capital for expansion; at most, the brothers would get a little less bonus this year.
“Ha ha…” Feng Zhixiao, holding those few transfer contracts, started to laugh excitedly.
“Brother Zhi Xiao, you are so awesome!” Xiao Er circled around Feng Zhixiao.
Aside from Ye Chen, Xiao Er admired Feng Zhixiao the most.
“What’s so amazing about this!” Feng Zhixiao snorted, saying, “Wait until later, when our large gambling den opens, heh heh, one of our dens will be worth three of Yan Bu’er’s.
By then, their business will surely be drawn to us!”
“That’s right, that’s right!” Xiao Er nodded excitedly.
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