Chapter 29: You Want Revenge? I’ll Be Waiting!
The fight started fast and ended even faster.
Though Yang Zi had three men on his side, the moment the battle began, he took a direct kick to the groin from Chen Xue Wen, instantly losing his ability to fight.
The remaining two tried to hold their ground, but one got his eye smashed in by Chen Xue Wen, and before he could recover, Li Er Yong followed up with a brutal strike from his cane, leaving him bleeding heavily from the head.
The last man standing attempted to resist even as Chen Xue Wen wrestled him to the ground, struggling fiercely. But Chen Xue Wen had spent time studying The Eight Extraordinary Meridians, and his progress had been substantial. The guy managed to land two punches, but they only caused minor pain. Chen Xue Wen, on the other hand, retaliated with precise strikes to vital areas, making sure each hit counted.
In less than five minutes, Yang Zi and his men were subdued, forced to kneel against the wall, hands clutching their heads in defeat.
For Li Er Yong, the moment was cathartic. These were the same bastards who had broken his limbs before, and now, with his cane in hand, he relished the chance to return the favor. Swing after swing, he left them swollen and bruised, only stopping when his anger had simmered down.
Though beaten to a pulp, Yang Zi and his crew could only glare at Li Er Yong with venomous eyes, too afraid to say a word.
“You got us today, kid. We admit it!” Yang Zi growled, spitting blood on the ground. “But if you’ve got the guts, tell me your name! My big brother will come settle this himself!”
Enraged, Li Er Yong cracked him across the skull with another whack of his cane. “You still wanna talk about revenge, huh?”
Fury blazing in his eyes, Yang Zi roared back, “Fuck you, Li Er Yong! You’d better kill me now, because if you don’t, I swear I’ll hunt you down!”
Hearing this, Li Er Yong hesitated, his confidence wavering. If Yang Zi really came for revenge, they were in deep trouble.
But Chen Xue Wen remained unshaken. He stepped forward, towering over Yang Zi, his voice icy cold. “You want revenge? Fine. I’ll give you the chance.”
He bent slightly, his gaze piercing. “Go tell your brother—my name is Chen Xue Wen. I live at Fortune Village, Fifth Alley #13. If you want to settle the score, come find me.”
Yang Zi gritted his teeth, his face twisting in hatred. “Alright! You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that! I’ll remember this name!”
Chen Xue Wen smirked, eyes full of disdain. “I’ll be waiting at home. If your brother doesn’t show up tonight, I’ll come looking for him myself tomorrow.”
With that, he turned on his heels, pulling Li Er Yong away, leaving Yang Zi fuming in the alley.
Watching them disappear, Yang Zi clenched his fists, then spat on the ground. “Fuck this! We’re going to see Big Brother! Tonight, we kill those little punks!”
On the way home, Li Er Yong was panicking. He grabbed Chen Xue Wen’s sleeve desperately. “Wen Zi, are you out of your damn mind?! You know who Yang Zi’s big brother is, right? Old Black!”
Chen Xue Wen glanced at him. “You mean the same Old Black you used to work for?”
Li Er Yong spat in disgust. “That bastard. I treated him like a big brother, but the moment Zhou Hao gave the word, he crippled me without hesitation. I was a fucking idiot to ever follow him.”
Chen Xue Wen nodded calmly. “Then tonight, I’ll break his arms and legs. Consider it my gift to you.”
Li Er Yong’s eyes widened in shock. “Wen Zi… Are you crazy? Do you have any idea who Old Black is? He’s even more powerful than He Fei! One call from him, and he can summon dozens of men!”
Chen Xue Wen chuckled. “Zhou Hao’s bodyguards were all trained in martial arts schools. Didn’t I take them down just the same? You think Old Black is any tougher?”
Still anxious, Li Er Yong barked, “That’s different! You fought Zhou Hao like your life depended on it. But this? This isn’t a death match!”
“You’ve finally cleared your name! You can’t risk getting involved in something like this again!”
Chen Xue Wen patted his friend on the shoulder, his expression unreadable. “Relax. I know my limits.”
“Now, let’s head back and prepare. In the meantime, tell me everything you know about Old Black.”
Though doubtful, Li Er Yong limped alongside Chen Xue Wen, filling him in on the details.
Old Black wasn’t just a thug—he controlled a chain of arcades in Peaceful City. Unlike regular internet cafés, these places were goldmines, running illegal slot machines that raked in cash at an insane rate.
Chen Xue Wen raised an eyebrow. “Arcades? You said Old Black was more powerful than He Fei. How is running a few arcades supposed to make him a big shot?”
Li Er Yong smirked. “You don’t get it. Those arcades are a front. The real money comes from the slot machines. Each place has at least a dozen. They pull in tens of thousands every single day—like printing money.”
Chen Xue Wen inhaled sharply. “That profitable?”
Li Er Yong nodded. “Why do you think Old Black is in charge of keeping things in check? Every day, he takes a 20% cut from each location.”
For a moment, Chen Xue Wen fell silent, deep in thought. Then, with a faint smirk, he murmured, “Maybe we should open our own arcade.”
Li Er Yong immediately waved off the idea. “Forget it. Peaceful City’s arcade scene is already locked down by a few mid-level bosses. No one outside their circle can get in. Anyone who tries? They don’t live long.”
Chen Xue Wen frowned. “Mid-level bosses? You mean people like Fifth Master Hou?”
Li Er Yong scoffed. “Are you kidding? Fifth Master Hou doesn’t give a shit about small-time rackets like this. He’s in the construction game, dealing in contracts worth hundreds of millions. He wouldn’t waste his time on arcades.”
Nodding thoughtfully, Chen Xue Wen continued asking questions, prying into who controlled what in the Peaceful City underworld. Li Er Yong, having spent years in the streets, knew the scene inside out and explained it all in detail.
When they were done, Li Er Yong eyed Chen Xue Wen warily. “Why are you asking so many questions? You’re not seriously planning to get into this, are you?”
Chen Xue Wen gave a faint smile. “It’s a possibility. But first, we deal with Old Black.”
Li Er Yong stared at him for a long moment, then sighed and gritted his teeth. “Fine. If you’re in, then I’m in. I’ll call a couple of our guys. Let’s fucking do this.”
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