52: Heartfelt Stickers

The lobby of the hotpot restaurant was now left in a state of complete disarray.

Broken table legs, shattered plate fragments, blood, and glass shards were scattered everywhere.

If someone didn't know better, they would have thought they were filming a horror movie.

It wasn't until the sound of the engines downstairs had completely faded away...

...that Huang Qi and his group dared to open the door.

"Oh, holy crap... scared the life out of me..."

Huang Qi's calves were still trembling; he could barely stand steady by leaning against the doorframe.

He wanted to light a cigarette, but found his hands shaking so much he couldn't even pull one out.

Behind him, those buddies who were usually loud and boisterous now looked like frost-bitten eggplants, sneaking out one by one with their heads tucked in.

Zhang Yaoyao's face was even more pale with fright.

"Young Master... Young Master Huang..."

Zhang Yaoyao's voice was trembling; there wasn't a hint of her previous flirtatiousness left.

"Was that for real? I saw the blood just... squirt right out..."

"Nonsense!"

Although Huang Qi was also feeling uneasy, he couldn't lose face in front of a beautiful woman.

He forced himself to straighten his back, putting on the appearance of someone who had seen the world, and spat on the ground.

"This is the underworld!"

"There are a few families in the Northeast that you absolutely cannot provoke, and the Chu family of Harbin is one of them!"

"That bald-headed Zhao San, I don't know what he was thinking, but he somehow offended this person. Now he's being dragged away like a dead dog."

The buddy who looked like a 'Scheming Advisor' also approached, patting his chest with lingering fear.

"Too ruthless! They were really going for the kill."

"But Brother Qi, Zhao San just said he wanted to join forces with you to deal with that Lin Chuan, and before he could even finish his sentence, he was taken away."

"Don't you think that's a bit too coincidental?"

Huang Qi frowned, feeling a wave of annoyance in his heart.

He had just finished bragging, and his ally was taken out immediately after. This made him feel somewhat embarrassed.

But how could he have known that this lightning strike operation was carried out by people Lin Chuan had called with a single phone call?

In his narrow mind, a high-level figure like Chu Tianbiao and a commoner like Lin Chuan were like two parallel lines that could never intersect.

"Bad luck! So damn unlucky!"

Huang Qi waved his hand with a look of impatience.

"The grudge between that idiot Zhao San and Young Master Chu has nothing to do with us."

To ease the awkward and terrifying atmosphere, Huang Qi forced what he thought was a suave smile and turned to look at Zhang Yaoyao.

"Yaoyao, don't be afraid."

"That scene just now was a bit bloody. Did it scare you?"

"Come on! I'll take you somewhere else to calm your nerves!"

"Let's go to that famous 25-cent barbecue place. I'll treat you to some large kidneys! We'll have a couple of cold beers. A little shock and a little excitement is just what you need to clear your system."

As he spoke, his restless hand tried to wrap around Zhang Yaoyao's waist again.

Usually, Zhang Yaoyao might have half-heartedly accepted.

But right now, her mind was filled with the miserable sight of Zhao San being dragged away with a bloody face. Her stomach was churning; how could she have any interest in eating skewers?

"No, no, Young Master Huang."

Zhang Yaoyao dodged Huang Qi's hand as if she had been electrocuted, her face pale.

"I'm really scared. My heart is pounding; it's practically in my throat."

"I want to go home. I want to go back and rest early."

Without waiting for Huang Qi to insist, she walked away quickly in her high heels, fleeing downstairs as if for her life, and disappeared on her bicycle.

"Hey? Yaoyao!"

Huang Qi stomped his feet in anger.

"Damn it! The prize slipped right through my fingers!"

"That Zhao San is such a jinx! He ruined my good plans!"

At this moment, the Scheming Advisor approached, his eyes gleaming with a lecherous light, and chuckled.

"Brother Qi, don't be in such a hurry."

"Haste makes waste."

"I see that although Zhang Yaoyao left, this matter isn't over yet."

"If you want to win over a top-tier beauty like her, just taking her for a drive and a meal is useless."

"You have to do something for her! Something big!"

"Didn't she just cry about how Lin Chuan bullied her? She's holding a grudge."

"If you can trample that Lin Chuan under your feet and make him beg for mercy like a dog in front of Zhang Yaoyao..."

"Hehe, by then, that little girl Zhang Yaoyao will be so moved she'll throw herself into your arms. You can unlock whatever positions you want—you could even bring me along!"

"Bring your mother!"

Huang Qi kicked the strategist. "You want to be involved in everything."

"Hehe, I was just joking to lighten the mood."

However, after hearing the strategist's words, Huang Qi's eyes lit up.

"Damn, I was so busy watching Young Master Chu show off that I forgot the main business."

"To teach that brat Lin Chuan a lesson, we still have to use the proper channels!"

Huang Qi rubbed the stubble on his chin and rolled his eyes. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he slapped his thigh.

"Right! Lin Chuan's factory makes canned food!"

"To make canned food, he needs glass jars!"

"In the area around Harbin, which glass manufacturer doesn't have to answer to my father?"

"I'll go home and check! If the jars Lin Chuan uses are supplied by my family's factory, he's finished. I'll make it so he can't get any supplies in the entire Harbin."

The more Huang Qi thought about it, the more excited he became, a sinister smile of total control appearing on his face.

"When the time comes, I'll cut off his supply source! I'll make that crappy factory of his stop production immediately!"

"I want to see if he can still be so arrogant then!"

The buddy next to him immediately chimed in with a lewd grin:

"Right! When that happens, force that guy named Lin to kneel in front of Zhang Yaoyao and kowtow!"

"And make him lick Zhang Yaoyao's feet clean!" a fat guy added with a lewd laugh.

"Huh?"

While that guy was talking excitedly, he suddenly got a slap on the back of the head from Huang Qi.

"To hell with you!"

Huang Qi cursed, his face full of perverted possessiveness.

"Zhang Yaoyao's little feet are so tender, like white tofu. They're only for me to lick!"

"Does that Lin Chuan even deserve it? I think making him lick a latrine is more like it!"

"Hahaha! Brother Qi is awesome! Brother Qi is domineering!"

The group of people laughed wildly in the night wind.

It was as if they could already see the image of Lin Chuan kneeling and begging for mercy... In the outskirts, there was a piece of undeveloped wasteland.

In these years, everywhere was in the quiet period before massive construction. In the wild fields, the weeds grew taller than a person. When the wind blew, they rustled as if eighty-eight thousand, eight hundred and eighty-eight ghosts were wailing.

Several piercingly bright car headlights illuminated the wasteland like broad daylight.

Zhao San had long since lost his previous arrogance.

He was like a plucked quail, trembling all over as he knelt on the muddy ground, his face covered in blood.

A large patch of skin on his bald head had been scraped off during the dragging just now, looking shocking to the eye.

He was surrounded by a circle of large men in black, standing like iron towers. Each had an expressionless face, and the pressure made Zhao San feel like a little white rabbit that had fallen into a wolf's den.

*Click—*

The crisp sound of a lighter.

Zhao San subconsciously shrunk his neck and stole a glance.

With one look, he was completely stunned, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. His worldview collapsed instantly, shattered into pieces!

He saw the legendary Chu Tianbiao, Young Master Chu, who was said to kill without blinking and whom even the city's top bosses had to show respect to.

At this moment, he was bowing slightly with a respectful, even somewhat flattering smile.

With both hands, he held a golden S.T. Dupont lighter, carefully lighting a cigarette for a young man sitting on the hood of a car.

The young man, wearing a trench coat, had an indifferent expression.

It was none other than Lin Chuan, the one he had pointed at and called a 'pretty boy' in the factory this afternoon!

What is going on?

Am I not awake yet?

Zhao San snapped his eyes shut, then opened them again!

Unfortunately, it wasn't a dream. At first glance, he still saw Lin Chuan and Chu Tianbiao.

"Phew—"

Lin Chuan took a deep drag of the cigarette, the fire reflecting on his excessively handsome face.

"Brother Lin, is it a bit windy?"

Chu Tianbiao even thoughtfully shielded the wind with his hand. That sycophantic manner—where was the demeanor of a triad prince?

"Ho... ly... crap..."

A groan like a choked neck came from Zhao San's throat.

He felt the world spinning, and his head was buzzing.

What the hell is going on?

Chu Tianbiao lighting a cigarette for Lin Chuan?

And even shielding the wind for him.

Which deity descended to earth is this Lin Chuan?

What kind of existence had he provoked?

One must know that his boss, Brother Zhang,

was just a slightly larger ant in Chu Tianbiao's eyes.

But now... this elephant that all the ants looked up to was acting as Lin Chuan's lackey!

Then what was Lin Chuan?

A thought surfaced in Zhao San's heart that made him feel terrified.

A true dragon!

Fear.

Zhao San was filled with regret; how could he have provoked such a person?

*Thud! Thud! Thud!*

Zhao San didn't dare think about anything else. He slammed his head onto the ground like he was pounding garlic. He hit the muddy ground so hard he made a pit, and blood and mud mixed together, covering his face.

"Master Lin! Ancestor Lin!"

"I have eyes but failed to see a true dragon! I'm just a piece of trash! I'm just a blind dog!"

"I didn't know you were Brother Chu's big brother!"

"If I had known, I wouldn't have dared to go to your factory even if I had eight hundred times the courage!"

"I beg you! Give me a chance. I can work for you like an ox or a horse, be your grandson! Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa Lin!"

Zhao San was crying out like the Calabash Brothers.

"Waaaah..."

This great bully who usually ran rampant in the village was now crying with snot and tears. His crotch was even wet; he had pissed himself.

Lin Chuan sat on the hood of the tiger head benz, looking down at the writhing piece of trash on the ground.

"Where's that arrogance from this afternoon?"

Lin Chuan flicked his cigarette ash. His voice wasn't loud, but it echoed in Zhao San's ears like a clap of thunder.

"Didn't you want sixty cents a pound?"

"And you even damn well sawed down my trees."

"I don't dare anymore! I'll never dare again!!"

Zhao San desperately slapped his own face, the sound echoing. He used all his strength with every slap, and within a few hits, his mouth was full of blood.

"Brother Lin."

The nearby Chu Tianbiao straightened up and looked at Zhao San, his gaze instantly becoming cold and murderous.

"This kind of thing that doesn't know life from death is just a waste of air."

"Just give the word."

"I'll make him disappear completely right now."

"We're in the middle of nowhere anyway. We can just dig a hole and bury him; no one will ever know."

"If that's not enough to vent your anger, I'll chop him up and feed him to the turtles in the river."

When he said this, the bloodthirsty expression on Chu Tianbiao's face was definitely not a joke.

Zhao San was so scared he made a gagging sound and passed out, his eyes rolling back as his body convulsed.

"Don't."

Lin Chuan reached out and gently blocked Chu Tianbiao's wrist, a faint smile on his face.

"Brother Biao."

"We live in a society ruled by law now. Don't go around talking about killing all the time."

"How crude."

"Society ruled by law?"

Chu Tianbiao was stunned, nearly dropping the machete in his hand.

The corner of his mouth twitched, his mind racing.

Brother Lin, don't you feel a bit guilty saying that?

A few days ago in Hong Kong Island, who was it that had Long Wu kick someone so hard into a wall they couldn't be scraped off?

You didn't say anything about a society ruled by law then!

But despite his internal complaints, since Lin Chuan had spoken, Chu Tianbiao naturally didn't dare to disobey.

"Yes, yes, Brother Lin is right to lecture me."

"Then... how should we handle this kid?"

Lin Chuan didn't speak. He just jumped off the hood and slowly walked over to Zhao San, who was still twitching.

He crouched down and pulled out a colorful, cartoon-like sticker from his pocket.

It was the [Voice of the Heart Sticky Note] produced by the system.

"Zhao San, stop pretending to be dead."

Lin Chuan reached out and patted Zhao San's bald, egg-like head.

Zhao San shuddered and immediately stopped twitching. He opened his eyes tremulously, his face full of despair.

"Master Lin! Just kill me or cut me, give me a quick end!"

"I'm not going to kill you, nor am I going to cut you."

Lin Chuan was smiling, but to Zhao San, that smile was scarier than a ghost.

"I'm going to test something on you."

As he spoke, Lin Chuan made a 'pa' sound.

He slapped the sticker with the cartoon smiley face right in the center of Zhao San's forehead.