Chapter 186: Kick Their Ass

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“My queen, please let me offer my internal love to your majesty!”

Ivanov, who had watched the event unfold, knelt before Chen An, took his hand and placed a kiss there. He loved it so much when the man was being wicked: every look, every small gesture of his hand, even his sarcastic smile and the contempt in his sneer could make Ivanov’s heart beat faster.

“Move over.” Chen An wiped his hand on Ivanov’s suit with loathing. Glancing at his watch and then at the hooligans lying on the floor, he called to Chen Yang and the rest, “we should go now.”

His goal in coming here today was to smash the place. By now nothing was untouched on the first floor. Chen An knew they needed to get going if they didn’t want to fight those brought back by Li San.

Otherwise, it would be a group fight instead of just vandalizing.

Although Chen An didn’t mind group fights, he only liked to kick asses, instead of having his ass kicked.

A young waiter who had been subdued saw Chen An walk in his direction and started shaking: “please, please boss! I’m new here! I know nothing! I have parents. They need me to support them! Please don’t hurt me!”

Chen An glanced at the still very young face of the waiter, and then at his dyed yellow hair which was supposed to be cool, saying: “you shouldn’t be here. Get your sorry ass back to school. You won’t get anywhere working here.”

Chen An waved to his people: “let the boy go. Where is Li San?”

“He went upstairs! Lu Feng led a few men to stop him!” Wang Li said with apparent excitement. She was glad to witness Zhao Ziliang’s place get trashed.

As they spoke, Li San and another middle-aged man were kicked downstairs by Lu Feng and his men. The two wrapped their arms around their heads and flopped down before Chen An.

“Trying to get help, huh?” Chen Yang threw a mobile phone onto the floor, and with a sharp crack, Lu Feng stomped it to pieces.

“Mister, what is it that you want? How did we cross you?” Li San trembled, kneeling on the floor. Lu Feng and Chen Yang caught up with him shortly after he reached the second floor, and unsurprisingly gave him a thorough thrash. But most importantly, he glimpsed the weapons the two had on them!

Ivanov had gotten up from the floor unruffled and wiped dust off his clothes. He hadn’t got the chance to show off before now. He could only watch as Lu Feng and the others flexed their muscles; that had not felt good.

Finally his chance had come, so Ivanov took it.

“You know what this is?” taking out an item from the inner pocket of his suit, Ivanov put his foot on Li San’s head and pressed the thing to his temple.

Yet Li San’s reaction surprised them: he wetted his pants. Weeping and sniffling pitifully, he begged for mercy. Chen An covered his nose, stood up from the chair and backed to the door.

“Don’t panic. It’s just a toy.” Ivanov patted the man’s head with the toy in his hand, and said, “tell your boss, that Zhao guy, the game has just started.”

Ivanov too found the pungent odor of urine too much to bear, so he also backed away after a few words, and left the messed up lobby with the others.

When they were out of the door, Chen An told Wang Li and the Red Fox to lead their men away. But he himself sat in the car nearby with Ivanov and the others, as if waiting for something.

“That was not much fun. These guys didn’t have much in them.” Ivanov clicked his tongue in boredom. Glancing at the man sitting across him, he grinned and stretched his leg towards Chen An, “darling, how about we do something fun?”

“Like hitting a bear?”

“…darling, your sense of humor has certainly grown.”

They did not have to wait long in dark. A moment later, several police cars whizzed this way. Men jumped down from the car and rushed into the club.

Chen An asked Lu Feng, who were sitting opposite him, “is it done?”

“Yes.” Lu Feng nodded.

They’d known each other for more than ten years as master and apprentice. A lot of things needed not to be said. Sometimes, a look would be enough to tell the other what he was thinking.

After Chen An got the reply from Lu Feng, he acknowledged it with a half-smile and did not say another word. He trusted Lu Feng and knew what he could do; Lu Feng in turn had never let him down.

Shortly afterwards, Li San and his rookies were led out of the door into the cars and taken away.

The night club that had people and music before they came now had police seals on the door.

In the darkness of night, a young man trotted towards Chen An’s car. Pulling open the car door, he glanced inside and beamed: “Hi, An!”

“Hey, you. Stop smiling to my man!” Ivanov pointed his toy at Ding Sheng. Ding Sheng saw the gun in Ivanov’s hand and the smile on his face got larger, “I can’t believe it. Ivanov with a toy gun.”

“Then there’s something harder for you to believe. He threatened a guy with it just now, and the guy wetted his pants.” Chen An held out his hand to Ding Sheng, “get in.”

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