Unrivaled Soldier in the City-Chapter 153: Parking Space Dispute

Lin Kuang sped off in his car, following the address on the invitation. The Witch chattered away with Liu Shilin, and occasionally Lin Kuang would banter with the Witch as well, filling the car with lively conversation.

At 7:40 PM, Lin Kuang arrived at the estate right on time. By then, the area outside was already filled with luxury cars—Lamborghinis, Rolls-Royces, Bugattis, Maybachs, and Bentleys. It was a display even more impressive than a car show. Lin Kuang and his two companions had to park about a hundred meters away, as there were no spots left any closer.

Even so, this led to a minor conflict. The trouble came from a Bentley that had arrived at the same time. The driver, displeased that Lin Kuang had taken the spot he wanted, was even more annoyed that it had been snagged by someone in a beat-up Mercedes.

"What’s your problem? Didn’t you see me turning in?" the Bentley’s owner snapped, rolling down his window.

The owner was a slick-looking young man who was clearly a second-generation heir. Lin Kuang, who had just gotten out of his car, was left speechless by the man’s outburst.

"Is this spot reserved for you? I’ll park wherever I want. What’s it to you?" Lin Kuang retorted, clearly annoyed.

There are too many self-righteous people in this world, and I really want to smack them.

"Damn it, what did you just say to me? I’m parking here, so you’d better get the hell out of my way, now!" Huang Zelun roared, cursing without any regard for Lin Kuang.

Just then, Liu Shilin and the Witch stepped out of the car.

Seeing the two beautiful women, one elegant and the other youthful, Huang Zelun’s eyes lit up, his gaze gleaming with lust. Whether it was the sexy, noble, and dignified Liu Shilin or the youthful, busty Witch, both were stunning beauties who could make any man’s adrenaline surge.

"Shut your filthy mouth, you idiot," Lin Kuang said mockingly.

"Damn it, kid, say that again? I’ll fucking cripple you! But hey, if you let me have a night with these two beauties, we can forget this whole thing ever happened," Huang Zelun said with a lecherous smirk, his eyes shamelessly sizing up Liu Shilin and the Witch.

Upon closer inspection, Huang Zelun felt he had seen Liu Shilin somewhere before, but he couldn’t quite recall where.

"Screw you! You idiot, get lost now, or don’t blame me for what happens next!" Lin Kuang said with a frown. The way Huang Zelun was looking at Liu Shilin and the Witch infuriated him.

"Lin Kuang, don’t get upset," Liu Shilin whispered beside him. "His name is Huang Zelun. He’s the eldest son of the Huang Family; his father is the third richest man in East Sea. He’s arrogant and a typical spoiled scion."

Liu Shilin had seen Huang Zelun on a few occasions, so she was well aware of his identity.

"Damn it, you’re asking for death!" Huang Zelun yelled. He threw his car door open and charged toward Lin Kuang.

Lin Kuang paused, a cold smile touching his lips. "Shilin, don’t worry. I’ll teach this guy a lesson."

With that, Lin Kuang stepped forward. Huang Zelun was indeed arrogant. Seeing Lin Kuang approach, he swung his palm, aiming to slap him hard across the face. However, his body, hollowed out by a life of indulgence, was no match for Lin Kuang. Hitting him was nothing but a fantasy.

Lin Kuang easily grabbed his right wrist, raised his own hand, and viciously slapped Huang Zelun’s left cheek.

SMACK!

The crisp sound rang out. The commotion immediately drew the attention of other arriving guests. When they saw Lin Kuang slap Huang Zelun across the face, the onlookers gasped in surprise. They all knew Huang Zelun. He was a notoriously arrogant and profligate scion, but thanks to his family’s influence in East Sea, no one dared to provoke him. Yet today, he had been fiercely slapped by a seemingly insignificant nobody, leaving the crowd dumbfounded and in disbelief.

They didn’t recognize Lin Kuang, but some of them recognized Liu Shilin standing behind him. A few started to put the pieces together, guessing that perhaps this conflict was between Liu Shilin and Huang Zelun. But on second thought, for Liu Shilin to go up against Huang Zelun... wasn’t that a death wish?

"You... you hit me? You actually hit me? You fucking dare to hit me?!" Huang Zelun sputtered as he snapped out of his daze, his eyes blazing with disbelief and fury.

"You tried to hit me, so I’m not allowed to hit you back?" Lin Kuang said, looking at Huang Zelun as if he were an idiot.

Huang Zelun froze. It was as if no one had ever spoken to him that way before, and he seemed at a loss for words.

"I... Screw you!" Huang Zelun, his face red with rage, became completely irrational and swung his left hand furiously at Lin Kuang.

But he was clearly blinded by rage. He was obviously no match for Lin Kuang, so attacking again was just asking for more humiliation. Predictably, Lin Kuang intercepted the blow. Then, he struck again, backhanding Huang Zelun fiercely across his right cheek.

SMACK!

The sharp sound rang out again, making the surrounding spectators wince in sympathy.

Huang Zelun was completely stunned, staring blankly at Lin Kuang.

"Idiot. Self-righteous punks like you deserve to be slapped!" Lin Kuang said, forcefully pushing him away.

For trash like this, a simple lesson is enough.

Turning back to the women, Lin Kuang smiled. "Shilin, Witch, let’s go."

Liu Shilin and the Witch both nodded. Just then, both of their eyes widened as if they had seen something unbelievable, and their expressions changed drastically in that instant.

"Be careful!" they cried out at the same time.

Behind Lin Kuang, Huang Zelun had somehow produced a dagger. Gripping the gleaming blade, he viciously stabbed at Lin Kuang’s back, a murderous look on his face.

In truth, even without their warning, Lin Kuang had already sensed the movement behind him. His deep eyes turned cold in an instant. Without even turning his head, he kicked backward.

THUD!

His foot connected squarely with Huang Zelun’s abdomen, sending him flying.

CRASH!

Huang Zelun smashed hard against his own Bentley.

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