Chapter 70: Listen Up! My Name is Chen Xue Wen!
Chen Xue Wen’s words left Lai Hou and the others utterly shocked. Hosting a grand tournament to draw in gamers was one thing—stealing customers from the slot machines? That was unheard of.
Lai Hou asked, puzzled, “Brother Wen, how do we take customers away from the slot machines?”
Chen Xue Wen shook his head with a faint smile. “It’s best if you don’t know too much about this.”
“It’s not that I don’t trust you. But the less we’re involved, the better.”
The group exchanged glances, still confused about what he was planning. Only Li Er Yong remained calm—he seemed to already know.
He took the bank card and spoke in a low voice, “Brother Wen, don’t worry. I’ll get this done properly.”
Chen Xue Wen patted his shoulder. “Er Yong, I trust you.”
“But remember what I said—you must not show your face, understand?”
“There’s six hundred thousand in this card. A hundred thousand is for operational expenses. The remaining five hundred thousand is for handling business.”
“If it’s not enough, come back to me. We’d rather spend more than risk exposure!”
“You have to understand, this isn’t just about our income—it’s about our survival.”
Li Er Yong nodded firmly. “Understood!”
Chen Xue Wen gave his hand a firm shake before watching him leave through the back door. That very night, Li Er Yong boarded a train to the Provincial City.
Next, Chen Xue Wen assigned a new task to Lai Hou and Wang Zhen Dong: investigate the close associates of Snake and Zhou Jing Hui.
Lai Hou’s expression grew serious. “Brother Wen, are you planning to make a move on them?”
Chen Xue Wen chuckled. “It’s not about making a move—it’s about being prepared.”
“There’s nothing to say about Zhou Jing Hui. I’ve taken over two of his arcades, stolen a million in cash, and extorted so much from him. There’s no way he’ll let me go.”
“So sooner or later, we’ll have to settle this. We need to be ready in advance.”
He took a sip of tea before continuing, “As for Snake, I estimate that before this year ends, one of us will have to go.”
“Either he doesn’t survive the year, or I don’t live to see nineteen.”
Lai Hou and Wang Zhen Dong exchanged looks, their expressions grave. They could see it—Chen Xue Wen was ready to settle things with Snake once and for all. But they couldn’t help but wonder—could he really go up against Snake and win?
After finishing their meal, Lai Hou checked the time. “Brother Wen, we’re about done. Shall we go?”
Chen Xue Wen waved a hand. “Wait.”
“There’s still something left to handle.”
The group looked at him curiously. What else did he have planned? But knowing Chen Xue Wen, they didn’t ask. He always had his reasons.
Half an hour later, his phone rang.
Chen Xue Wen glanced at the screen, then immediately stood. “Let’s go. Downstairs.”
Lai Hou and the others followed without hesitation.
As soon as they reached the ground floor, they heard a man’s furious shouting in the distance.
“Fuck you, you filthy bitch! You dare hit me?!”
“Look at yourself in the mirror! Who the fuck do you think you are? You think you deserve my respect?!”
“I’ll fucking kill you!”
They turned to see a fat man gripping a woman by her hair, yelling in her face.
That woman was none other than Wu Li Hong.
Seeing this, Lai Hou and the others couldn’t hold back.
“Bastard! You dare lay a hand on Sister Hong?! Get him!”
Lai Hou grabbed a chair from the side and charged forward, swinging it straight onto the man’s back.
The fat man let out a scream of pain, but his subordinates—three men—immediately rushed forward.
Li Tie Zhu had already put down his phone and charged in. With just a few moves, he knocked two of them to the ground.
Wang Zhen Dong, now more experienced in brawls, smashed a bottle over another thug’s head and engaged in a fierce fight.
The three opponents were quickly overpowered, and soon, Lai Hou had the fat man pinned down, delivering vicious kicks.
“You know who the fuck I am?!” the man screamed in rage, trying to defend himself. “You dare hit me?! Do you want to die?!”
Lai Hou spat at him. “I don’t give a shit who you are!”
“Nobody lays hands on Sister Hong!”
The man howled in pain, then roared in fury, “Fuck you! Listen up, I’m Li Yue Dong!”
“I own Donghao Entertainment Club!”
“You believe I can’t call a few hundred men right now and have you all killed?!”
Lai Hou froze.
Li Yue Dong was a well-known figure in Peaceful City. He wasn’t as big as Zhou Jing Hui, but he was still a force to be reckoned with.
Not someone they could just mess with.
Sensing the hesitation, Li Yue Dong scrambled to his feet, pointing at Lai Hou with a sneer. “You little nobodies, just wait.”
“If I don’t have you all buried today, I’m not Li Yue Dong!”
At that moment, Chen Xue Wen stepped forward.
He casually grabbed a bottle from a nearby table and smashed it over Li Yue Dong’s head.
Blood instantly gushed down Li Yue Dong’s face.
He stood there, stunned. He had assumed that dropping his name would scare them off—but instead, this guy had hit him even harder.
Chen Xue Wen tossed the shattered bottle aside, dusted off his hands, and stared at Li Yue Dong. “So you’re Li Yue Dong, huh?”
“Good. I’ll give you a chance.”
“Call them.”
“Call your men right now. I want to see how you plan to ‘bury’ us.”
Li Yue Dong, still clutching his bleeding head, glared murderously. “You’ve got guts, kid!”
“I don’t need to call anyone! I’ve got a room full of my men upstairs! Do you dare come up?”
Chen Xue Wen smirked. “Is that so?”
“Fine. Take me to meet your ‘brothers’.”
With that, he grabbed Li Yue Dong by the ear, twisting it until blood dripped down.
“Lead the way.”
Lai Hou and the others exchanged uneasy glances. Was Chen Xue Wen really going up there? That was insane.
Li Yue Dong gritted his teeth and led them to a large private room in the back.
Inside, more than a dozen men lounged around. At Li Yue Dong’s shout, they immediately sprang to their feet, grabbing bottles and chairs.
“Who the fuck are you?!” one of them snarled. “You think you can start shit here and walk out?”
“Kid, get on your knees before we smash your fucking skull in!”
Seeing the sheer number of opponents, Lai Hou and the others tensed up. They weren’t prepared for a brawl this big.
But Chen Xue Wen remained unfazed.
He kicked Li Yue Dong onto the table and pulled out a bone-cutting knife, stabbing it into the wood, mere inches from Li Yue Dong’s throat.
A deadly gleam flashed in his eyes as he scanned the room.
“Listen the fuck up.”
“My name is Chen Xue Wen.”
The moment those words left his lips, the entire room went silent.
One by one, the men quietly set down their weapons.
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