Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1978 - 2041: The Song Family Again?
Jim swore that all these years of mixed up fights and scuffles, he had never been humiliated like today. He had plenty of subordinates, at least more than twenty, and lots of guns, but at this moment, he couldn’t muster the courage to resist. He felt that if he made the slightest move, all twenty or so of his people would be finished.
Jim didn’t know if this thought was right or wrong. Anyway, he chose not to act rashly and instead used his good hand to support himself as he really fell to his knees.
Of course, there were those who refused to be intimidated. One of Jim’s black subordinates who had been lying on the ground deeply understood the essence of seeking fortune in danger. He believed that if he could subdue the opponent at this moment, Jim would definitely see him in a new light and might even grant him great power and money in the future. So, when Jim struggled to kneel, the black man was secretly gathering strength. He was always known in the gang by a nickname, King of Strange Power, because he was naturally muscular, tall, and fit, with his whole body covered in bulging muscles.
The opportunity had arrived, thought the black man, so he suddenly exerted strength in both arms and sprang from the ground. He was less than two meters away from Li Yifei. Li Yifei’s gun was pointed downward, not aimed at anyone, so the black man thought this was an excellent opportunity.
Jim was just about to catch a breath when he suddenly felt a movement behind him. He instinctively turned and saw his black subordinate lunging at Li Yifei, shouting, "I’ll kill you!"
Jim instinctively shivered and dodged to the side, and he did not follow the black man’s assault on Li Yifei. Years later, Jim remained grateful for his decision at the time. If he had joined the attack, he might not have survived those years.
Under the watchful eyes of many, and without the Saintess even blinking, Li Yifei remained unhurried and calm.
The black man charged fiercely, but Li Yifei seemed to have anticipated this. He swung a powerful kick in place, and before anyone could see what happened, the black man’s body suddenly halted in mid-air, as if time had frozen at that moment. Then it was as if someone pressed a switch, and the black subordinate who charged in was suddenly blown backward at high speed. Had there been a slow-motion camera, it would have captured how the muscles and bones of this black man seemed to separate, his facial features twisting as if he collided not with a person but with a fast-moving steel plate.
Bam! A sound louder than a gunshot followed more than a second later. This forceful figure had been kicked more than ten meters by the seemingly slender compared to him, Huaxia man, crashing heavily into the side of a luxury sports car. Even then, the car was pushed four to five meters sideways, hitting another car before it barely came to a stop.
"Gulp!" Many who witnessed this scene involuntarily swallowed, while others stood agape with saliva dripping down, never having thought a person’s strength could be so immense. Forget kicking something over two hundred pounds; even sending a ten-pound object flying that distance would be difficult, let alone shifting a car so far with a kick.
This is something only a human could do? This question surged in many people’s minds. As for Song Qingshu, his eyelids twitched wildly. At this moment, he finally realized the kind of person he had provoked, and fear filled his heart. He wanted to escape, to flee the repair shop, and distance himself from this monster, no longer caring about the beauty he was interested in.
Everything that happened today started because of him. If the other side were to hold a grudge, he’d be the primary target. Song Qingshu instinctively wanted to escape, but unfortunately, he felt weak, his limbs limp, wanting to close his eyes but unable to control the muscles on his face.
Thud, the black man didn’t even make a sound as he hit the ground. It was unclear whether he was dead or just unconscious, with only his body twitching lightly.
Even if he’s not dead, his internal organs and bones won’t be in good shape. That powerful kick was akin to being hit directly by a car speeding over 150. Plus, there was secondary impact; if he recovers, it would be a miracle.
If it were them, they wouldn’t fare any better; even if not dead, they’d be skinned alive. Many felt a chill rising from their hearts and, after witnessing the black subordinate’s fate, turned in unison to look at Li Yifei.
Several who initially intended to play heroes quickly withdrew their hands from their bosoms, as if there was a burning hot stove inside.
Good, thought Li Yifei, smiling inwardly. Against these petty thugs, he didn’t have to act too ruthless; just a small move, and already they were scared out of their wits.
Oh, someone actually did wet themselves. Li Yifei grinned at the white man, flashing his white teeth, and the white thug was so frightened he began to cry, tears streaming down. Li Yifei raised his gun, and the man immediately dropped to the ground, repeatedly kowtowing, pleading, "I beg you, don’t kill me; I only intended to scare you, I didn’t make a move against you."
"You, get away from me, you smell of piss!" Li Yifei waved his gun, the white man looked up seconds later, seeing Li Yifei wasn’t going to kill him, only disgusted by him. Hastily, he forced a smile, wiped his tears, and said, "Alright, alright, I’ll crawl away."
This scene caused several under pressure thugs the urge to urinate, though the more tense they were, the harder it was, until their faces turned red.
"Now, throw out your guns," Li Yifei said calmly. Those people immediately pulled out their guns and tossed them far away, as far as possible, fearing they might displease Li Yifei.
Li Yifei nodded, ensuring those people wouldn’t hide and shoot secretly. Only then did Li Yifei walk towards Song Qingshu. At this moment, Song Qingshu wished he could dig a hole with his hands and hide in it, but unfortunately, he couldn’t. Hearing footsteps approaching, Song Qingshu covered his head and shouted, "Don’t come here, don’t come here!"
A foot was already pressing on his back, with some force. Song Qingshu immediately felt the air in his chest being squeezed out bit by bit; he was even struggling to breathe. Seconds later, Song Qingshu felt a choking sensation.
"Song Qingshu, right?" Li Yifei lifted his foot. Song Qingshu gasped heavily, nodded shakily upon hearing Li Yifei’s question.
"I’m sorry, I... I couldn’t recognize greatness when I saw it. I can compensate. I..." Song Qingshu glanced at the handgun and quickly said, but before he could finish, Li Yifei pointed a gun at his head, stopping him immediately. Li Yifei said, "Don’t think you can do whatever you want with a little money. Besides, no matter how much money you have, you won’t have more than me. So, don’t use money to deal with me; try another way. If I’m in a good mood, maybe I won’t deal with you today."
"I..." Song Qingshu nodded repeatedly. His emotions calmed slightly. Not everyone can remain calm when a gun is pointed at them. In fact, most people, even ninety-nine percent of them, would be terrified when a gun is pointed at them. Song Qingshu was relatively better. His eyes darted rapidly, trying to think of something to appease Li Yifei’s anger. Unfortunately, aside from the money in his card, he couldn’t think of anything. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
"Don’t you have anything?" Li Yifei asked.
"Yes... yes!" For survival, Song Qingshu nodded quickly. He glanced at his friends, who, unlike their boastful selves when drinking, now wished they weren’t here. Even Eldest Young Master Hua kept his head down, squatting there.
"Speak."
"I... I have a villa in London. Oh, sorry, you’ve got a lot of money. I... I also have a younger sister, she’s sixteen, very pretty, studying in Europe, I could..." Song Qingshu was flustered, thinking that Li Yifei must be a lecherous person since he could be with such beautiful women, so he spoke foolishly.
"Bang!" Li Yifei smashed Song Qingshu’s head with the butt of the gun, splitting his head open immediately. Bright red blood flowed, but Song Qingshu didn’t dare to cry out in pain. Li Yifei said, "Animal."
"No, no, she’s not my biological sister, she’s my cousin, she... she’s already had a boyfriend." Song Qingshu quickly explained.
"It seems you have nothing to impress me," Li Yifei shook his head in disappointment.
Song Qingshu quickly said, "Please don’t kill me, we are compatriots. I know I was wrong, but please consider that we’re both Huaxia People and give me a chance to change. I know I’m worse than a beggar, I..."
"Don’t insult beggars, your inner filth is worse than excrement," Li Yifei said in disgust.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Song Qingshu quickly admitted.
"Since I’m here, I know your intentions, so you and your friends are all doomed today!"
"Please don’t!" Song Qingshu felt the demon in front of him was passing judgment, tears streaming as he shook his head vigorously and said, "I... my father is a businessman in Ning City, I beg you, don’t kill me!"
"Ning City?" Li Yifei frowned. Ning City was the provincial capital. He was surprised that this punk was from the same place as him. Li Yifei was someone who valued hometown connections. If it were a different scenario, meeting a fellow countryman in a foreign land would seem great to Li Yifei, but given the current situation, he felt ashamed that a wealthy merchant’s son dared to be so arrogant here.
"Right, right, Song Qingshu’s father is a very rich businessman from Ning City. Please don’t kill him. You seem to be from Huaxia too. How about this, let his father introduce some projects to you, ensuring you can make money. Oh, sorry, I forgot you’re very wealthy. But... his father is a major real estate developer, and he could help you make even more money," Eldest Young Master Hua seized the opportunity to persuade. If Song Qingshu died here, he’d be in trouble too. He might be beaten and grounded when he returned home. Although he had some status at home, it was nothing compared to Song Qingshu’s family, especially since Song Qingshu was the sole heir.
