Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1211 - 1259: All of You Get Out

The big guy grabbed a chair, sat down imperiously, and said, "Since you put it that way, I’ll have a proper talk with you. Oh, let’s introduce ourselves. My name is Yuan Anran, and here everybody calls me Brother Ran. This is my good friend Li Biao. We are underworld figures; the most important thing for us is reason and loyalty. You are just ordinary people, we have no reason to bully you. We’ll take what’s owed to us, nothing more, nothing less."

Su XiaoMing’s father nodded repeatedly and said, "Alright, Brother Ran, please speak." Though he was over fifty, he was calling a man in his twenties ’Brother Ran,’ which revealed his fear upon realizing that they were gangsters.

"Alright, let’s settle this. Your son hit my brother, so there should be medical expenses, loss of work wages, and caregiver costs, right?"

Yuan Anran, clearly experienced in such matters, spoke with authority right off the bat.

Su XiaoMing’s father grimaced bitterly, saying, "Yes, that should... be right."

Yuan Anran grew even more smug, saying, "Well then, if we go to the hospital and get a full examination done, it wouldn’t be less than two or three thousand, not to mention the cost of staying in the hospital for some time – how could each day cost less than three to five hundred? And caregiver fees, you know how expensive labor is now, hiring someone, how could it not be around two hundred a day?"

Listening to this guy’s calculation, Su XiaoMing’s father turned pale. How could the sum not be high?

"Plus, look at the suit Brother Biao is wearing. It’s ruined now and can’t be worn anymore. Shouldn’t you compensate for that too? I went with Brother Biao to buy this suit, which cost over eighteen thousand."

"One suit... costs over eighteen thousand?" Su XiaoMing’s father’s eyes widened in shock.

"All this random stuff adds up to quite a bit. I’ve done the math, and here’s what we’ll do – we won’t make it difficult for you, just give us fifty thousand, and we’ll call it even."

"Fifty thousand? Are you robbing us?" Su XiaoMing shouted, his eyes wide with anger.

Yuan Anran suddenly slammed the table and barked, "That’s only because I’m sparing a thought for your father. If it were just you, kid, I’d have crippled you by now, and yet here you are still whining."

Su XiaoMing’s father quickly held his son back and pleaded, "Brother Ran, that fifty thousand is really too much; I simply don’t have that kind of money, can you please ask for less?"

Yuan Anran glared and cursed, "Fuck, do you think I’m fucking blind? The food you’re eating here costs more than five thousand per meal – is fifty thousand too much to ask from you?"

"You’ve got good eyes there," Li Yifei finally spoke up.

Only then did Su XiaoMing and his father remember there was a formidable figure like Li Yifei here, and hope flared up on their faces.

"You fucking count for nothi—" Yuan Anran didn’t even get the word ’scallion’ out before he felt a burning slap on his face, followed by the sound of two crisp slaps.

Only after hitting him did Li Yifei say coldly, "Kid, if you utter another curse word, I’ll knock out all your teeth."

The private room suddenly fell silent. In front of so many, Li Yifei had just struck someone directly, not only stupefying Su XiaoMing, his father, and Wu Lili, but also silencing Yuan Anran and his own group.

"You... you dare hit me?" Yuan Anran still couldn’t quite believe it; he, a notorious gangster, had just been slapped twice in quick succession.

Li Yifei lit a cigarette and said indifferently, "I’m a reasonable person. As long as your words are clean, I generally won’t strike first."

Having been in the underworld for years, although only in a small town, Yuan Anran was known to be ruthless and recognized most of the influential folks around. Seeing that Li Yifei was well-dressed, Yuan surmised that if he wasn’t local, then he must be nothing special.

The suddenness of the event had caught them off guard, but now Yuan Anran, angered, stood up with a bang on the table, shouting, "I fucki—"

"Slap, slap!" Again, two crisp slaps rang out.

"Kill him! Kill him for me!" This was a profound humiliation for Yuan Anran. Being slapped twice by Li Yifei was an utter disgrace; if he didn’t settle this now, how could he continue to mix in these circles?

After shouting twice, Yuan lunged towards Li Yifei, his cronies following suit.

Li Yifei was no longer the same as before; he was now a clan chief. Brawling with a handful of thugs was beneath his status. In a sudden move, he kicked Yuan Anran away, his powerful kick sending Yuan crashing into three others before dissipating the force.

The deterrence of that kick was absolute. The remaining two who were left standing raised their arms wide-eyed and howled, but they stopped short of charging at Li Yifei.

Li Yifei snorted coldly, "Get lost, all of you. You’re not qualified to negotiate with me."

Several people helped Yuan Anran to his feet. The pain in his abdomen churned incessantly, making it hard to even breathe. Finally regaining his breath, he glared at Li Yifei and demanded, "Who are you?"

"You’re not worthy of knowing. Just get the hell out of here."

"Alright, you’ve got guts, you’ve got yourself into trouble, and not just any trouble, big trouble!" Yuan Anran was fierce, but he didn’t utter a single swear word.

Li Yifei glared, and these men immediately took a step back. They were used to mixing it up on the streets and often got into fights, so they had some judgement of character. Li Yifei was clearly a formidable fighter, especially with his calm demeanor that showed no fear. They realized they probably couldn’t handle him.

"You just wait, you’ll know what trouble is very soon." Yuan Anran left with his people after dropping this threatening line.

"Brother-in-law, you’re really awesome!" Su XiaoMing was excited the moment those people left, he had never seen anyone so domineering; six people were all intimidated by Li Yifei alone.

Wu Lili also looked at Li Yifei with an admiring gaze, her face full of excitement.

However, Su XiaoMing’s father was worried: "Yifei, is this... is this okay?"

At that time, Su Yiyi’s father chuckled and said, "No worries, no worries, come on, brother, it’s been a long time since we’ve had such a good drink together. Let’s continue drinking."

"Brother, you just beat up someone from the Underworld, they definitely won’t let this go, and you still feel like drinking here?"

Today, Su Yiyi’s father was feeling very proud, he downed nearly half a glass of white spirit and said, "Little brother, you don’t understand. Our Yifei is not someone those hooligans can compare to. They aren’t even fit to carry Yifei’s shoes."

Su Yiyi quickly took her father’s glass away, saying, "Dad, don’t drink so fast."

Su Yiyi didn’t mean anything by it, but it gave her father a start, worried that his boasting might have upset both Su Yiyi and Li Yifei, he forced a chuckle and said, "Yes, yes, I’ll drink slower. Slower."

Just then, the door to the private room was pushed open again, and the restaurant manager rushed in with a panicked expression, saying, "Please, you all need to leave immediately."

"Why?" Li Yifei asked indifferently.

The manager frowned and said, "Sir, we don’t know who you are, but those people just now are local thugs. They might not be much, but their boss is quite formidable, nicknamed to be ’Motorcycle Boss Brother Hao’."

"Oh? That’s quite a title," Li Yifei heard about it for the first time.

The manager went on, "Yes, their boss loves riding motorcycles, and so do his followers. Whenever they act, it’s usually a large group of motorcycles roaring by. They can get here in minutes, and Brother Hao is ruthless and well-connected. With dozens of men under him, if they come for you, you won’t be able to leave if you want to. You’d better get out fast; a wise man does not seek trouble." ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Su XiaoMing and his father turned pale at this; even if Li Yifei could fight, he couldn’t stand against so many.

Li Yifei said lightly, "Seems this Brother Hao is quite something."

"Yes, indeed, he’s fearsome. Anyone here would go out of their way to avoid him. Please hurry and leave, this meal will be on us."

The meal would cost five or six thousand yuan, and the fact that the manager didn’t even present the bill showed how afraid the hotel was of Brother Hao. If Li Yifei and the others stayed, and Brother Hao came knocking, the loss would be more than just the cost of a meal.

At this, Su XiaoMing and his father were quick to say, "Then let’s leave quickly."

Su Yiyi hesitated for a moment then said, "Never mind, today is dad’s birthday, let’s not worry about them."

Li Yifei was there to celebrate Yiyi’s father’s birthday and hadn’t planned on causing any trouble. Since Su Yiyi said so, he then said, "Alright then, let’s leave. Still, manager, we’ll pay the bill, we appreciate your kindness."

"Fine, fine, we’ll give you a 50% discount," As soon as the manager heard this, he was overjoyed. His biggest fear was that Li Yifei and his party would refuse to leave, which would spell disaster for the restaurant.

Li Yifei smiled and said, "That’s up to you."

The manager quickly led Li Yifei and his group out while using his walkie-talkie to ask the front desk to check out quickly. That way, they could pay and leave immediately. Once they were out of the hotel, whatever happened to Li Yifei and his party, the hotel wouldn’t be responsible.

Su XiaoMing’s father and cousin walked together; seeing his cousin still staggering a bit, he urged, "Big brother, hurry up."

Su Yiyi’s father laughed and replied, "Nothing’s wrong, just don’t panic."

Su Yiyi’s father used to be fearful and humble before those who mixed up with the Underworld, worrying they might trouble him. But things were different now; he even wanted to encounter some familiar thugs to show off his clout.

This wasn’t to say Su Yiyi’s father was being unreasonable now; people are like this, if you can take pride in front of those who once mocked you, that’s an exhilarating thing, and it’s not at all surprising that he felt this way.

Perhaps because it was Su Yiyi’s father’s birthday wish, it actually came true. While they were settling the bill, a series of motorcycle engines could be heard outside the hotel.