Chapter 60: The Pitiful Third Master Chen
Chapter 60: The Pitiful Third Master Chen
When Guan Jialong saw Tang Chen admit his identity, he also respectfully bowed and said, “By the way, how is Master Zhao?”
Tang Chen really wanted to say, “How would I know how that little turtle grandson is doing?” But considering he was now impersonating Master Zhao’s man, he just chuckled and said, “Master Zhao is in great health. Thanks for your concern, brother.”
Guan Jialong smiled a bit puzzled and said, “Brother, you look a bit unfamiliar. Also, I didn’t hear our Big Brother say there would be goods arriving today?”
Tang Chen thought more highly of this guy, thinking to himself that this fellow didn’t easily trust him just because he’d spoken the ridiculous secret code—he was still pretty cautious.
Tang Chen’s eyes shifted, and he said, “It’s like this, Brother Guan. The reason I seem unfamiliar to you is that this kind of thing has never been handled by me. It’s just that this batch of goods is pretty large, so Master Zhao sent me to handle it personally. As for why you weren’t told, I guess Third Master wanted to keep it a secret. After all, this batch is shockingly big.”
Guan Jialong made an “oh” sound and dropped his suspicion. Indeed, his Big Brother always did things mysteriously. Though he was a close aide, his Big Brother definitely didn’t trust him enough to tell him everything. That made sense.
Guan Jialong smiled ingratiatingly and said, “I see. Then you must have had a tough time, brother. I guess you’re highly valued by Master Zhao.”
Tang Chen deliberately put on a proud expression, looking smug as he said, “You could say so. It’s also because I’m a bit clever, so Master Zhao usually lets me handle big matters. By the way, take me to see your Third Master quickly. I need to discuss this matter with him face to face.”
Guan Jialong didn’t hesitate. He said, “Okay. Brother, follow me.” He stood up and waved to the left. Two young thugs immediately ran over and called out, “Brother Long, what’s up?”
Guan Jialong said, “I’m taking this brother to see Third Master. You guys keep a good watch on the place. Make sure nothing like that troublemaking incident the other day happens again.”
“Don’t worry, Brother Long.” The two thugs nodded and immediately left.
Guan Jialong waved to Tang Chen and said, “Brother, follow me. Things have been a bit unstable lately. Just yesterday, some clueless guy came here and caused trouble. Hope you weren’t scared.”
Tang Chen found this amusing. The so-called clueless guy he mentioned was the one going to see his boss right now, and he was asking if Young Master was scared? He’d better not be the one scared later.
Tang Chen casually gave a couple of vague replies and followed Guan Jialong upstairs. Guan Jialong greeted the thug guarding the elevator and led Tang Chen straight to the innermost room.
When they reached the door of this private room, Guan Jialong said to Tang Chen, “Wait a moment, brother. Let me announce you to Third Master first.”
Tang Chen nodded. Then Guan Jialong knocked on the door. A rather loud voice came from inside, “Who is it? Come in.”
Guan Jialong smiled at Tang Chen. In the moment he turned his head, Tang Chen directly reached out both hands, twisted his neck, and with a sharp crack, poor Guan Jialong directly died just like that. Not even a cry of pain escaped as he went to heaven.
Tang Chen held Guan Jialong’s body in front of himself, then kicked the door open.
Inside the room, Third Master Chen was singing with Fat Dragon. Seeing Guan Jialong come in, he didn’t say anything and ordered, “A’Long, close the door for me.”
Tang Chen kicked the door shut. Then Third Master Chen asked without even looking, “A’Long, what’s up?”
Tang Chen didn’t answer. Instead, he forcefully shoved Guan Jialong’s corpse forward. Third Master Chen, who was singing, only heard a rush of wind. He looked up and saw Guan Jialong lunging at him. He cursed “Damn!” Fat Dragon yelled “Third Master!” then lunged forward and crashed into Guan Jialong’s body. With two thuds, both of them fell to the ground.
Third Master Chen’s face changed drastically. He shouted angrily, “A’Long, what are you playing at?”
Fat Dragon rubbed his butt as he stood up, then slapped Guan Jialong and said angrily, “A’Long, what are you doing? Trying to rebel? A’Long? Ah, Third Master, A’Long is dead!” Fat Dragon saw Guan Jialong’s eyes wide open, not answering him. He reached out and checked under Guan Jialong’s nose—there was no breath at all.
“What, how did A’Long die!” Third Master Chen stood up directly. Guan Jialong dead? Died right in front of him? What was going on!
“Idiot, because I killed him.” Since the room’s lights were dim, Third Master Chen and the other hadn’t seen Tang Chen directly. Tang Chen finally couldn’t resist speaking up. At the same time, he walked to the TV and turned the volume up to the maximum.
“Who are you!” Third Master Chen looked carefully and saw it was a young guy who looked quite arrogant.
Fat Dragon rubbed his eyes, then after a moment yelled loudly, “Ah, I know who you are! Third Master, he’s that kid who caused trouble at our place!”
Tang Chen curled his lip disdainfully, directly sat on the sofa opposite Third Master Chen, and said coldly, “Dead fat pig, you actually remember Young Master? Not bad, your brain isn’t complete trash.”
Hearing Fat Dragon’s shout, Third Master Chen finally took a closer look at the young man in front of him. Was this the kid who beat up Fat Dragon and the others? He looked quite ordinary; he hadn’t expected him to be so gutsy.
“Kid, you’ve got quite some nerve. After beating up my men, you actually came back and killed one of my underlings. This is my turf. Do you think you can still leave?” Third Master Chen scolded coldly. After all, he had been in this line of work for many years. If he didn’t even have this much courage, how could he keep going?
Tang Chen crossed his legs, completely ignoring this guy’s threats, and calmly said, “I have a habit: if others don’t bother me, I won’t bother them. Your men, relying on their turf, tried to beat me—that’s one thing. The most infuriating part is that you used your connections at the Police Station to try to mess with Young Master. As the saying goes, not taking revenge isn’t manly. I’m a real man, so I came for revenge!”
“You dare curse Third Master, you’re looking to die!” Fat Dragon was furious. He leaped up and kicked toward Tang Chen’s head.
Tang Chen didn’t even look as he swung his right hand, then with force grabbed Fat Dragon’s foot, directly holding this 200-jin fatty in midair. He suddenly stood up, punched Fat Dragon’s leg joint, and forcefully slammed his body to the ground.
Bang!
Fat Dragon had an intimate encounter with the floor. White foam spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his body trembled and shook. Tang Chen immediately jumped up, bent his knee, and delivered a heavy knee strike right into Fat Dragon’s chest.
Bang!
Fat Dragon’s chest was smashed inward by the huge force. He instantly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out.
Tang Chen calmly sat back in his seat, smiled, and said, “Third Master Chen, right? Let’s continue.”
Although Third Master Chen looked quite calm, his hand holding the glass was trembling. So ruthless! This kid’s cruelty was even worse than his, an old hand!
Third Master Chen’s eyelid twitched. He said in a gloomy voice, “Kid, are you dead set on opposing me?”
Tang Chen put away his smile, then kicked the table over. With a whoosh, the glass table smashed directly onto Third Master Chen. Third Master Chen was already old—how could he withstand such a surprise attack? As he tried to push it away, Tang Chen walked over and stepped on it.
“Old fool, Young Master tells you, don’t use your bluffing tricks to scare me, and don’t act like some gangster in front of Young Master. I’m not the kind of person who likes to bully others, but I absolutely hate being bullied. Since you dared to bully Young Master first, you have to bear Young Master’s wrath!” As he spoke, Tang Chen domineeringly threw a punch, smashing a fist-sized hole right through the middle of the tempered glass table.
Crack!
Shattered glass flew everywhere, cutting Third Master Chen’s face and body. The guy cried out in pain, then punched toward Tang Chen’s face. Tang Chen let out a cold laugh and met his punch. Then he delivered several slaps with his Slapping Divine Palm onto that old face, followed by an elbow strike to Third Master Chen’s chest. Just as he was about to throw a punch at his temple, the old guy finally couldn’t take it.
“Stop hitting, stop hitting.” Third Master Chen coughed, waving his hands in surrender. This guy was no longer the young man he used to be—how could he possibly withstand Tang Chen’s fists?