The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 169 - 173: The Underworld Boss’s Little Sweetheart (5)
Chapter 169: Chapter 173: The Underworld Boss’s Little Sweetheart (5)
"The boss is here."
Someone in the crowd shouted, and then those holding knives and clubs made way through the middle.
A guy wearing a thick gold necklace around his neck, sporting a gold watch, his ten fingers adorned with five hefty gold rings, puffing on a cigar, revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth under the dim streetlight, in which one could vaguely see the glare from his gold-toothed grin.
It was as if his forehead was just shy of having "I am very rich" written across in big letters. freёnovelkiss.com
The tacky nouveau riche vibe was simply too glaring for Su Li.
"Boss..." This big bro made a flashy entrance, standing at the forefront, where a quick-witted lackey immediately crouched down to offer a lighter and lit his cigarette.
The big bro slightly lifted his chin and took a deep puff, then donning an "I’m the man" attitude, he looked towards the opposite side.
His gaze met Su Li’s halfway.
"Hey, what’s the deal with that woman? She’s pretty weird-looking."
As the boss spoke, the lackeys below immediately understood and started to swagger over to pull her in.
"Jin Dabao..."
At that moment, a robust voice came from the opposite side.
The gang on the other side, also armed with knives and clubs, stepped aside as a man in a leather jacket with hair dyed in rainbow colors walked out.
Similarly posing, he had a lackey light his cigarette.
The lackey, who had wanted to show off in front of the boss and was about to grab Su Li, stopped in his tracks as the opposing boss made his entrance.
His own boss’s face turned as awful as an overturned palette of vibrant colors when the other man shouted his name.
"Fuck, don’t call me Jin Dabao... I’ve changed my name to Jin Buhuan."
Jin Dabao, no, Jin Buhuan made it a point to emphasize to everyone present with great seriousness.
"Did you hear what my boss said? Call him Jin Buhuan," a lackey found the opportunity and started shouting aggressively.
The result was that a second later, a hefty slap landed on his head from Jin Buhuan.
"Am I the one who named you, boss?"
"Yes, yes, yes, your name is the most precious, boss."
"Idiots..." The boss with rainbow hair snickered disdainfully.
"Skinny Dog, you’ve done it now," Jin Buhuan, touching the gold teeth in his mouth, also called out the childhood nickname of the man opposite from their village days.
The previously haughty and skinny youth immediately jumped and shouted, "I told you I’ve changed my name to Tang Dao now."
"This name is powerful, isn’t it?"
"Heh, no matter how powerful it is, it can’t change your nickname as Skinny Dog."
"Jin Dabao, Jin Habao..."
The two bosses actually started a childish quarrel over a distance, each exposing the other’s flaws and stepping on sore spots.
The lackeys following them, armed with knives and clubs, similarly followed suit and started a verbal battle among hundreds.
The knives and clubs in their hands turned into mere props for show.
In the middle, Su Li was completely ignored by these people.
The lackeys did give Su Li several straightforward looks, but with their bosses in the midst of cursing, no one really reminded them to do otherwise.
Su Li watched the escalating verbal battle with great interest, even those who were initially hiding under tables stuck their heads out, utterly astonished.
Are they all fools?
Why do they have to make such a terrifying scene when they curse like fishwives? They’ll scare people to death, you know.
As the exchange of insults continued, Tang Dao had the sharper tongue, making Jin Buhuan’s face turn ashen.
If words fail, let actions speak.
Jin Buhuan spat twice, threw his cigar fiercely to the ground, ground it with his foot, then raised his hand and gestured forward, "Charge! Let’s show this Skinny Dog what we’re made of."
Tang Dao also reacted immediately, snatching a cleaver from one of his lackeys and took a running stance, charging forward with his men.
The onlookers who had been ready to watch the show screamed and frantically looked for places to hide.
"Hey, girl, you better run!"
Su Li, caught in the middle of the two groups, was directly in the line of fire.
The noodle stall owner remembered this somewhat attractive girl well because not every slim woman could eat as much as she did.
He shouted out in concern to Su Li and then ducked further out of sight.
"Jeez, what a hassle. Wasn’t it just fine a moment ago? Why must it turn into a fight?"
Su Li responded indifferently and then joined in the melee.
Jin Buhuan and Tang Dao, bearing new grudges on top of old, ignored everyone else and confronted each other directly.
Jin Buhuan said, "From now on, I want seventy percent of the protection money collected from this area. Agree to that, and I’ll tell my men to stop."
Tang Dao retorted, "A defeated dog doesn’t get to dictate terms. At most, you’ll get thirty percent, or my men’s fists will do the talking."
"Why not split it fifty-fifty? Harmony brings wealth, why make it so ugly?"
A sudden female voice interrupted them.
Jin Buhuan turned and saw the good-looking woman he had noticed earlier, arms crossed, smiling at them.
"You woman, who told you to butt in when men are talking? If it weren’t for your pretty face, I would’ve beaten you to a pulp."
Tang Dao bared his teeth ferociously at Su Li.
"Since you have a foul mouth and can’t speak nicely, I’ll teach you some manners first."
Su Li stepped forward quickly, and before Tang Dao could react, the cleaver was in her hand.
She advanced step by step towards Tang Dao, using the flat of the blade to make him jump up and down.
Tang Dao tried to resist, but Su Li didn’t give him a chance. She threw away the cleaver and went at him bare-handed, dislocating his arms and legs.
Having been a doctor and studied human anatomy, Su Li found this all too easy.
Jin Buhuan, who had been laughing joyfully at his old foe being thrashed by a woman, was shocked by the ferocity he witnessed.
Jin Buhuan felt a chill in his joints as he watched.
Before he could reflect further, the female rakshasa turned her gaze toward him.
Jin Buhuan hurriedly waved his hands, "Me, I don’t have a foul mouth."
Su Li smiled and shook her hand, "Of course, I wasn’t planning on doing anything to you."
However, Jin Buhuan then dragged over two men who were fighting nearby and pushed them towards Su Li, hoping to take her down while she was distracted.
As for Tang Dao, such a useless guy being taken down by a woman, losing face entirely—how would he dare to compete with him for territory after this humiliation?
But then, in a flash, Jin Buhuan didn’t understand how he ended up facing her, following in Tang Dao’s footsteps.
The two "brothers in misfortune" ended up sprawled side by side on the ground, neither able to mock the other.
