There were six other people at the table with the young man. When they saw him get slapped, all six shot to their feet, faces dark, glaring at Mira Su.
"What are you all doing? Sit down, sit down! What if you scare the beauty?" The young man who'd just been slapped waved them off nonchalantly. Instantly, all six sat back down obediently. One greasy-looking guy grinned and said, "Brother Long really knows how to treat the ladies. Like they say, a slap means love, a curse means affection. Looks like this beauty and Brother Long are destined for each other!"
Hearing his lewd joke, Mira Su couldn't help but get angry. She snapped back, "Why don't you say your own mom is destined for you!"
"Damn, you bitch! Are you looking to die?" The greasy guy's face twisted as he jumped up, cursing loudly.
"Old Six Chen, sit down. Is that any way to talk to a lady?" Leon Ye shot Old Six Chen a dissatisfied glare.
Hearing this, Old Six Chen immediately switched to a fawning smile and said to Mira Su, "Sorry, sis, it's all my filthy mouth. Please don't take it to heart."
"Hahaha."
Seeing Old Six Chen's performance, Leon Ye was very pleased. He rubbed his slapped cheek, his gaze roaming greedily over Mira Su, and said with a fake smile, "Beauty, you really don't hold back with that slap. But I'm a man who cherishes women. As long as you spend one night with me, we'll call it even, how about that?"
"Ask your own mother to spend the night with you." Mira Su arched her brow and slapped Leon Ye across the face again.
But this time, Leon Ye was ready. He let out a strange laugh, grabbed Mira Su's wrist, and yanked her toward him. His other hand brazenly reached for her waist.
"Bastard, let go of me!" Mira Su cried out, a trace of fear appearing on her face.
"Let go of Sister Su!"
Just then, a figure charged in from the side, swinging a metal shovel straight at Leon Ye's head.
Leon Ye was startled and quickly let go of Mira Su, dodging to the side.
Bang!
The shovel slammed onto the table with a vicious force, sending food and drinks flying everywhere.
"Sister Su, are you okay?" Big Dave stood protectively in front of Mira Su, gripping the shovel tightly as he glared warily at Leon Ye and his crew.
"I'm fine, Big Dave. Thank you." Mira Su said gratefully.
Having narrowly dodged Big Dave's attack, Leon Ye glanced nervously at the shovel in his hand. His face grew dark and his eyes flashed coldly.
At that moment, the stall owner—Boss Yang, the middle-aged man in the apron who had greeted Ian Song and Mira Su earlier—rushed over in a panic and shouted at Big Dave, "Wang Dayong, what are you doing? Get out of here, now!"
"Go? Where do you think you're going?" Leon Ye said in a sinister tone.
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Six Chen and the other six picked up empty bottles and quickly surrounded Mira Su, Big Dave, and the stall owner.
Seeing this, the stall owner's face fell. Leon Ye was the local gang leader—offending him could mean the end of his business. He bent over and said, "Brother Long, it's all a misunderstanding. Please don't hold it against Big Dave, that troublemaker. How about this: I'll treat your table tonight, and give you an extra five thousand yuan as respect."
Leon Ye sneered, "Boss Yang, normally, since we're all acquaintances, I'd let this slide. But your employee's got some nerve. If I hadn't dodged, my head would've been split open. So, here's the deal: you give me fifty thousand yuan, and make that kid kneel and kowtow a hundred times. Then we're even. Otherwise, your stall won't survive."
Hearing Leon Ye's two demands, the stall owner's expression changed dramatically, anger flaring in his eyes. His monthly profit was only ten thousand yuan—fifty thousand meant half a year's earnings. And forcing Big Dave to kneel and kowtow? That was outright bullying.
Big Dave gripped the shovel tightly, his face full of anger at Leon Ye's words.
Just then, Mira Su stepped forward and shouted, "I take responsibility for my own actions. This has nothing to do with Boss Yang or Big Dave. If you've got guts, come at me!"
Clap clap clap.
A round of applause sounded, and then a tall, thin teenager strolled over, clapping his hands leisurely.
Sister Su, you're as brave as any man. I truly admire you.
Everyone was stunned. Mira Su glared at Ian Song, annoyed that he was joking at a time like this. "Brat, are you asking for a beating?"
Sister Su, could you not call me a brat in front of everyone? It's embarrassing." Ian Song rolled his eyes.
Damn it, who's this punk? Get lost!" Old Six Chen saw Ian Song's young face and thought he was easy to bully, cursing as he swung a slap at him.
Ian Song narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You're so disgusting, and you dare come out here to gross people out? Let me do everyone a favor and make you disappear!"
As he spoke, Ian Song reached out, grabbed Old Six Chen by the shoulder, lifted him up, and threw him out.
In an instant, Old Six Chen became a flying man, hurtling several meters toward the Riverstone River.
Splash.
The sound of someone falling into the water rang out, and everyone stared in shock at Ian Song, who looked completely unfazed.
Old Six Chen wasn't a scarecrow—he was a grown man weighing over a hundred jin. Yet Ian Song had tossed him five or six meters into the Riverstone River with ease. How strong was he?
Instinctively, Leon Ye and his five remaining thugs stepped back two paces.
Brat, how... how did you do that?" Mira Su stared at Ian Song in shock.
It's easy—just pick him up and toss him." Ian Song replied with a smile.
That's not an answer at all." Mira Su glared at him again.
Heh heh." Ian Song chuckled, then looked at Leon Ye. "Sister Su, why did you slap this guy? Did he bully you? If so, I'll help you get even!"
Mira Su hesitated, then said, "That bastard grabbed my butt as I walked by."
Hearing this, Ian Song instinctively glanced at Mira Su's butt—sure enough, it was shapely and alluring. No wonder that guy tried to cop a feel.
The next moment, Ian Song crooked his finger at Leon Ye. "You—come here."
The gesture instantly enraged Leon Ye, who shouted, "Quit acting all mysterious, you punk! Believe it or not, I'll bring my men and chop you to death!"
Whoosh!
In a flash, Ian Song disappeared from where he stood, reappearing in front of Leon Ye and grabbing him by the throat, lifting him into the air.
Brother Long!
The other five henchmen couldn't help but cry out in shock.
Bang!
Suddenly, Ian Song swung Leon Ye's body into the air and slammed him hard onto the ground, making his eyes spin with pain—he nearly passed out.
Then Ian Song planted a foot on Leon Ye's chest and mocked, "So, do you still want to chop me up now?"