ROSGT Chapter 144: Where Did Your Backbone Go Just Now?
Chapter 144: Where Did Your Backbone Go Just Now?
Three or four dozen thugs had surrounded the wonton stand, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
Ye Chui grabbed Fang Nan's hand. Clearly, this was not something Fang Nan could handle alone.
Ye Chui felt very guilty. When Chen Lao Er had urged them to leave quickly, he thought that these few thugs couldn't cause much trouble. But now, they had brought three or four dozen people.
What the hell, is this really necessary to make such a big scene!?
Cold light flashed in Ye Chui's eyes as he eyed a nearby stool.
If a fight really broke out, he would grab the stool first. No matter the outcome, he planned to take down at least three or four of them.
Fang Nan was also a bit nervous now. Although she often sparred with people, she had never experienced such a large-scale brawl.
If it were just her alone, she wouldn't be so tense, but with Ye Chui here, it was different.
She bit her lip and clenched her fists tightly.
In this tense, explosive atmosphere, the burly man still had a simple and honest smile on his rugged face.
He seemed to be waiting for Ye Chui's answer.
Noticing this, Ye Chui said to the big man, "You want to work at my wonton shop? Sure, but… the opening might be delayed a bit."
"Then I'm officially your employee." The big man smiled, "Can I call you boss?"
"Uh… sure." Ye Chui replied helplessly.
In this tense and thrilling atmosphere, talking to this big guy felt surprisingly light and humorous.
Did he not realize how tense things were?
Hearing Ye Chui agree, the big man was genuinely happy. He said, "Boss, my name is Mo Feng."
"Oh, I'm Ye Chui," Ye Chui continued.
Then he realized something—
Only a fool wouldn't understand the urgency of the situation.
Clearly, Mo Feng was no fool.
"Are you the boss's girlfriend? Can I call you boss's wife?" Mo Feng asked Fang Nan.
Fang Nan was nervous, but hearing Mo Feng call her "boss's wife," she immediately looked shy and nodded without hesitation.
Skeleton Tang and his group had already approached Ye Chui.
In their gang, Skeleton Tang was the second-in-command. Their leader was a fierce-looking guy who naturally came along as the entire gang mobilized. He stood there with his hands in his waistband, trying to look cool.
With three or four dozen people behind him, Skeleton Tang felt confident. He pointed at Mo Feng and said, "Big oaf, this has nothing to do with you. Get lost if you know what's good for you!"
Mo Feng, towering a head above Skeleton Tang with his 1.9-meter height, looked down at him. "Ye Chui here is my boss now. His business is my business, so how can you say it has nothing to do with me?"
Hearing this, Skeleton Tang was furious. He extended his finger to poke Mo Feng's chest, intending to threaten him, but Mo Feng's hand moved like lightning, grabbing his wrist.
Mo Feng smiled kindly and corrected him, "And I'm not an oaf. I'm just big. So please don't call me an oaf."
His face showed a brief flash of menace. He grabbed Skeleton Tang's wrist with one hand, placed the other under his armpit, took a sidestep, and swung his body sharply. Skeleton Tang screamed as he was thrown, spinning like a bowling ball and knocking down several thugs.
Ye Chui and Fang Nan were speechless.
Although Skeleton Tang wasn't particularly burly, he must weigh around 150-160 pounds. Yet, Mo Feng easily flung him four or five meters away without any effort!
"This guy can really fight?" Ye Chui was surprised and then delighted, as this powerful guy was now calling him boss.
The other thugs were shocked.
Mo Feng glanced at them.
They immediately stepped back.
They were just petty street thugs used to bullying middle and elementary school students. Facing someone as formidable as Mo Feng, they immediately chickened out.
This was much more shocking than Fang Nan fighting ten people earlier.
Mo Feng was satisfied with this.
But soon, he frowned because one guy didn't seem intimidated.
This was the gang's leader, a fierce-looking young man who appeared to be in his early twenties, his face twisted with excess ferocity.
"Brother Hong, let's forget about the 20,000 yuan. This guy is too tough for us," one thug said timidly.
"Dammit, how many times have I told you?" Brother Hong, or Hong Yong, waved his finger as he reprimanded the thug—
"When we're out here, we live by two things: loyalty and money! This guy beat up Skeleton Tang. If I don't retaliate, I'm not loyal. And if we don't take the 20,000 yuan for beating someone up, why are we even in this business?"
Ye Chui suddenly thought of the comedy "King of Comedy," and the character Hong Ye.
Damn, their looks and tone were exactly the same!
Even the lines were similar.
But as Hong Yong preached loyalty and money, his thugs were unresponsive.
Clearly, for street thugs, their lives were most important.
"Come on, let's play," Mo Feng smiled at Hong Yong, seeming amused.
"I, Hong Yong, have been in this game since I was fourteen. Do you think I'm scared of you? With my brothers behind me, I'll never back down."
Hong Yong said fiercely.
Mo Feng glanced at the thugs behind Hong Yong.
They immediately stepped back, eager to avoid being "behind Hong Yong."
Hong Yong was furious, "How can you be so disloyal?"
"Brother Hong, let's retreat," a thug pleaded.
"If one guy scares us off, how can I show my face on the streets?" Hong Yong remained defiant.
He suddenly charged at Mo Feng, aiming to tackle him to the ground.
This was a common street fighting move, hoping to bring Mo Feng down.
However, Mo Feng's massive frame barely wavered and stood firm.
Hong Yong's legs scraped the ground, kicking up dust as he tried to push Mo Feng over. But Mo Feng didn't budge.
Bang!
Mo Feng punched Hong Yong in the back.
"Ah!" Hong Yong screamed and fell to the ground.
"Give up," Mo Feng said to Hong Yong.
But Hong Yong stubbornly got up, his eyes red, and charged at Mo Feng again.
This time, Mo Feng didn't let him get close. His large hand grabbed Hong Yong's face and slammed him to the ground: "You've got some backbone. Give up. Call me Brother Feng, and I'll let you go."
"Never, I won't yield!" Hong Yong shouted.
Mo Feng pressed his face into the ground, making it hard for him to breathe. He smiled, "Let's see how long you can hold out."
Hong Yong mumbled but refused to give in.
Ye Chui frowned but then relaxed.
He realized Mo Feng wasn't taking pleasure in this.
Mo Feng's faint smile seemed more like admiration, as if he wanted to see how long this guy could hold out.
And Hong Yong proved very resilient, refusing to give up.
Ye Chui couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Mo Feng, that's enough. Don't make it hard for him."
"Hehe, you're the boss. It's up to you." Hearing Ye Chui, Mo Feng finally released Hong Yong.
Hong Yong immediately jumped up and, with red eyes, charged at Mo Feng again.
Mo Feng sighed and slapped him down: "If you keep this up, I might really hurt you."
"We're in this game, we have to pay eventually. Even if you kill me today, I won't yield!" Hong Yong shouted, his face red.
Ye Chui was speechless. Should he hire Hong Yong to write scripts for him?
All his lines were classic quotes.
Seeing Hong Yong's flushed face, Ye Chui felt a bit pity and said, "We'll say we gave up. None of us will talk about this. No one on the streets will know. How about that?"
"You think no one will know just because you say so? We're in this game…"
Hong Yong was in the middle of his proud speech when he suddenly stopped.
He looked at Ye Chui with surprise: "I didn't notice before, are you Professor Fork?"
"Uh?" Ye Chui was stunned and nodded, "You know me?"
"Damn, I'm your biggest fan!" Hong Yong was ecstatic. He hugged Ye Chui's leg, "Fork God, you're my idol! Can I follow you from now on?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Hey, where did your backbone go just now?
Mo Feng's face was even more intriguing. He looked at Ye Chui in surprise.
He had tortured this guy without making him yield, but just seeing Ye Chui made him kneel?
Mo Feng's honest face showed a not-so-honest smile. It seemed he had met a very interesting person.
"Since you're a Fork fan, it's easy to talk." Ye Chui helped Hong Yong up, his expression turning serious, "You said someone paid you to beat me up? Who the hell is so annoying?"