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Chapter 586 - 567: The Dance Party Scene

Chapter 586: Chapter 567: The Dance Party Scene

"Ha ha..." Everyone roared with laughter, and then the dance party began.

"Brother Chen, you’re amazing!" Liu Momo couldn’t help but bat her eyes at Ye Chen.

"We’ve got to stand up for Momo, right?" Ye Chen flashed a smile.

"Then... do you really know that Little Prince?" Liu Momo quickly asked.

"Yeah, sort of!" Ye Chen nodded.

"That’s awesome, I’ve never seen a living prince before!" Liu Momo muttered. Ye Chen, with a wicked grin, said, "Later, I’ll kidnap a prince for you to see what a prince looks like!"

"Okay, okay!" Liu Momo clapped her hands excitedly.

I wonder how Kasi would feel seeing this scene. Ye Chen, this bastard, actually thought about kidnapping someone just to fulfill a little girl’s dream of a prince. What a ridiculous plot twist. Kasi probably even wanted to find a noodle to hang himself with.

The dance party started with heart-pounding music and continuously swaying girls, mostly making those so-called ’sugar daddies’ the happiest. With social men, including Ye Chen, probably making up a third of all the men here, it was evident how popular Jianghuai University girls were outside. Here, the genuine male students rarely showed up, as they considered themselves without wealth and, given the current social situation, unsure if they could find suitable jobs after graduation, let alone own their businesses before turning thirty.

Thus, the stage was left to those ’sugar daddies.’ And they were really enjoying themselves and were indeed dance experts. After all, being busy with social engagements, they often needed to dance social dances like the rumba.

Sugar daddies danced with their sugar babies in the dance floor. The boys on the side watched enviously. After all, most of the beautiful girls were taken by these sugar daddies, and the other boys could only watch jealously.

"Brother Chen, let’s dance too!" Liu Momo immediately grabbed Ye Chen’s arm.

"Sure!" Ye Chen nodded, watching those chubby fellows dance so vividly, he thought, we have to dance better than them. Although Ye Chen wasn’t a conceited person, among those so-called sugar daddies, he probably was the handsomest. Those fellows, either pock-faced or with faces so chubby they could barely find their eyes.

Ye Chen and Liu Momo entered the dance floor and began to dance. Initially, Liu Momo was a bit uncomfortable, having switched dance partners. However, under Ye Chen’s guidance, she quickly adapted to the feeling. Soon, they danced like two fluttering butterflies in the pool.

"Wow, Liu Momo and the others look great dancing!" a girl suddenly exclaimed.

"Yeah, let’s go too!" the other boys pulled their dance partners and rushed into the dance pool.

The atmosphere on-site instantly heightened, much to the discontent of the sugar daddies about Ye Chen. Yet, no one dared to confront Ye Chen. They just watched his back and silently cursed, wishing he would stumble soon.

The dance party began amid cheerful noise and ended in the same upbeat atmosphere. As a member of the club, Liu Momo had to stay and clean up, restoring the scene to its original state. Thus, Ye Chen left first. On his way out, he saw those sugar daddies cuddling their sugar babies, their hands mischievously wandering, which caused the girls to shriek but then act all shy and coy.

After exiting the school gate, not having a car with him, Ye Chen planned to hail a taxi but saw too many people doing the same. Eventually, he decided to walk back, as Xin Hai Apartment wasn’t far from Jianghuai University.

On his way to Xin Hai Apartment, passing under a dim streetlight, he took a secluded shortcut to save time. As he neared a dark alley, he became more vigilant, knowing the area was prone to incidents like robberies or attacks. But Ye Chen was unafraid.

He could not help but quicken his pace.

However, as his shadow stretched before him, Ye Chen’s eyes widened. Suddenly, he stopped, tapped the ground with his left foot, and swung a fierce Tornado Kick backward with his right.

Boom...

A black-clothed, masked man immediately flew backward, while several other black-clothed men descended from over the alley, even blocking Ye Chen’s way back. Ye Chen carefully counted a total of six black-clothed, masked men.

"How... how did you know I was behind you!" The man kicked away by Ye Chen still looked at him in disbelief.

"Hmph, the streetlight helped me, your shadow betrayed you!" Ye Chen said with a cold smirk.

"Damn it!" The black-clothed man immediately jumped up from the ground. Ye Chen was startled and asked incredulously, "Are you Japanese?"

"Sodaseina!" The man curled his lips into an evil smile and said, "Chinese, do you know who we are?"

"I do!" Ye Chen replied with a cold smirk, "Then you are the Sick Men of East Asia!"

"Damn, you Chinese are the real Sick Men of East Asia!" The man suddenly got angry, and Ye Chen sneered, "Or, let’s test it out. All six of you come at me now. If you win, I’ll admit that we Chinese are the Sick Men of East Asia; if you lose, go back and tell Fujiwara Ichiro that you are the real Sick Men of East Asia!"

The six men looked at each other, shocked to their cores as they hadn’t expected Ye Chen to already know their identities. They gritted their teeth as it was almost like they had completely torn off their masks.

Ye Chen’s eyes sharpened as he charged at the three men behind him. When he was about two meters away from them, he suddenly leapt into the air, lightly touching the wall with his toes, and his whole body soared like a winged kunpeng. Then he flew over the heads of his opponents and landed steadily behind them. With this maneuver, Ye Chen had escaped from being surrounded. As long as he wasn’t attacked from both sides, everything was manageable.

"Come on!" Ye Chen beckoned with a smile, then pulled a dagger from his waist and swiftly pounced towards them.

The opponents were well-trained assassins from the Yakuza. Dealing with ordinary people was naturally easy for them. However, thinking that these six men could take down Ye Chen was like a fool’s dream. Perhaps it was because Fujiwara Ichiro didn’t fully understand Ye Chen.

The first black-clothed man’s throat was slit by Ye Chen, who lightly touched the ground, and the sharp blade in his hand flashed like a beam of light in front of them. Then, Ye Chen leaped away. The blood of the man sprayed over his companions like a high-pressure water jet.

"Damn it, they killed Chun Shou!" The others began to shout.

"Let’s go together and kill him as revenge for Chun Shou!"

Then, five men charged towards Ye Chen, their movements quite synchronized, but in Ye Chen’s eyes, their movements were still full of flaws. Ye Chen hooked his lips into a sinister smile and said, "I think you are just courting death!"

No sooner had Ye Chen finished speaking than he had vanished from the spot. When the opponents realized where Ye Chen was, he was already standing behind several of them and said, "This time, whose turn is it to play the death game?"

The five men were terrified and just about to turn around when the man in the middle immediately felt someone covering his mouth. Then, a sharp blade slit his throat. He tried to cry for help, he wanted to shout loudly, but the more he shouted, the less sound came out. And the blood in his throat flowed out more crazily.

"Oh, no, Jing Shang!" The others immediately leaned over and supported the second man whose throat was slit.

Ye Chen stood in front of them, holding the blood-stained dagger. In their eyes, Ye Chen seemed like a demon, more like a Death God. The streetlight stretched Ye Chen’s shadow very long. From the front, Ye Chen looked completely black, more like a soul reaper.

"He... he’s not human!" One black-clothed man gritted his teeth, "Let’s hurry up and leave!"

"No, we’ll die if we go back without completing our mission!" Another man immediately said.

"Then let’s fight to the death. Either way, it’s dying. For the sake of our families, let’s go all out!" The man supporting Jing Shang gritted his teeth.

Then, four men organized another attack and pounced on that solitary figure. Ye Chen still stood there, unmoving, his entire demeanor showing a bizarre smile. The four black-clothed men suddenly froze; the Ye Chen in front of them seemed a bit off, but they couldn’t quite tell what was wrong. In that instant, Ye Chen seemed to transform into a fireball and then charged at the four men.

"Ah, a ghost!"

"Run!"

The four men were terrified, but just as they turned to run, Ye Chen was again standing in front of them, grabbing one of the men. He sneered, "You bunch of Sick Men of East Asia. Go back and tell Fujiwara Ichiro to send some real experts next time, or else everyone will die!"