Chapter 32 - 32 32 Master Hong

32: Chapter 32: Master Hong 32: Chapter 32: Master Hong At this moment, Fang Bai was riding his bicycle, on his way home. As for how badly Liu Yichen had been beaten, he couldn’t care less; today’s events had taught Liu Yichen a significant lesson and had also demonstrated his own strength. If Liu Yichen didn’t learn his lesson and continued to provoke him, then next time, Fang Bai would simply cripple him, solving the problem once and for all. As for whether beating up Long Si and the others would lead to their retaliation, Fang Bai didn’t concern himself with it. An army would be met with a general, a flood with earth. Whatever came his way, he would face it. The next day at the medical college, Fang Bai didn’t hear any rumors about Liu Yichen being beaten. It was clear that Liu Yichen knew he was in the wrong and hadn’t told anyone about the incident. Moreover, Liu Yichen didn’t come to class at the medical college today, claiming he was feeling unwell and had specifically requested a few days off. “Unwell? Ha, he’s clearly at home licking his wounds, not wanting others to see his bruised face!” A cold smile played on Fang Bai’s lips. When he was leaving school at noon and was still dozens of meters away from home, Fang Bai’s ears twitched slightly as he faintly heard the crying of his mother, Yang Mei. Frowning, Fang Bai quickened his steps and rushed into his own courtyard. What met his eyes was utter disarray. His father, Fang Gang, was sitting on the ground in the courtyard, his wheelchair toppled over, panting heavily, his face filled with anger. His mother, Yang Mei, was crying as she tidied the chaotic mess in the courtyard, mumbling something continuously. “Dad, Mom, what happened?” Fang Bai walked over to his parents and asked sternly. Seeing Fang Bai return, Yang Mei immediately dropped what she was holding, grabbed Fang Bai’s arm, looked him up and down with a nervous expression, and asked, “Fang Bai… son… Are you okay? Did those people hit you?” “Mom, I’m fine. What happened? Tell me clearly.” “A bunch of people stormed into our house earlier, they started smashing things without saying a word. They… they also shoved me and your dad around a few times…” Relieved to see her son unharmed, Yang Mei spoke tremulously, “After they thrashed the place, a bald man with a dragon tattoo on his left arm said his name was Master Hong, and claimed you hit his people. He said this was a lesson for you… Son, who is Master Hong? What is going on?” Fang Bai didn’t answer but took a deep breath to calm his emotions. Then, together with his mother, they helped his father, Fang Gang, back up. “Dad, Mom, I got into a bit of trouble with someone at school… Don’t worry, I’ll handle this matter.” Turning to leave the courtyard, Fang Bai’s expression was as dark as turbulent waters. If anyone had been standing beside him at that moment, they would have felt suffocated by the intense killing Qi emanating from his body. Around the courtyard, other than a few familiar neighbors, no one else could be seen; the people who stormed into the house making a mess had long gone. Fang Bai thought for a moment and then pulled out his mobile phone, quickly dialing a number. “Haha, Brother Fang Bai, how come you’ve got time to call me?” Over the phone came the hearty laughter of a young man, the voice of Eldest Young Master Su, Su Yifei. Sёarch* The ηovelFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. “Su Yifei, help me check someone.” Although filled with raging fury, Fang Bai’s voice was unnaturally calm. “Check on someone?” Su Yifei sounded puzzled on the other end, “Who are you looking for?” “A man called ‘Master Hong,’ bald, with a dragon tattoo on his left arm… Also, he has an underling, about 1.75 meters tall, with a crew cut, and a wolf head tattoo on his left arm…” Fang Bai knew that the Su Family had significant clout in Zhongzhou City. Although there were millions of people in Zhongzhou, checking on a few well-known individuals was still an easy task for the Su Family. There was a sound of assent from Su Yifei, and then he said, “Brother, did that guy called ‘Master Hong’ provoke you? If so, just say the word, and I’ll handle it for you. Do you want him alive or dead, just one word from you!” “I’ll handle my own matters! Su Yifei, just find out where ‘Brother Along’ lives for me. Please, I’m asking you this favor.” “Alright, I’ll arrange for someone to investigate. Wait for my call.” Su Yifei was very efficient in handling matters, and Fang Bai received his call just after finishing school in the afternoon, learning all the ins and outs about Master Hong. … Dusk. After a thunderstorm, the weather became cooler, and the streets and alleys of Zhongzhou City bustled again with more pedestrians and vehicles. In the West Suburb of Zhongzhou City, underneath a giant banyan north of the national highway, a man and a woman were playing billiards, while four young people, with dyed blond hair and cigarettes in their mouths, watched from the side. The billiard player’s name was Ruan Hongpeng, a local snake of the West Suburb, known as “Master Hong.” Master Hong just turned thirty this year, his head bald and shiny, wearing a black vest with jeans. A ferocious Azure Dragon tattoo adorned his left arm, and his muscles were as hard as iron blocks. At a height of one meter eighty, he looked incredibly fierce. The woman playing billiards with Master Hong was his girl, Xiao Yan, in her early twenties, wearing a short skirt and black stockings, with a voluptuous figure and quite pretty. “Great shot!” “Master Hong’s billiard skills are truly unmatched!” “Even if I practiced my whole life, I couldn’t reach one ten-thousandth of Master Hong’s level!” “What Higgins, what O’Sullivan, they’re far behind compared to Master Hong!” “They’re not even worthy to carry Master Hong’s cue stick!” … Whenever Master Hong pocketed a ball, the four onlooking young people clapped vigorously, flattering him to the skies and proclaiming his billiard skills as the best in the world, unmatched by anyone else. “Master Hong, your billiard skills are amazing! Nobody can beat you!” At the end of the frame, Xiao Yan, swaying her serpent-like waist, walked to Master Hong’s side and rubbed gently against his arm. “I have another set of even more outstanding skills, want to give it a try?” Master Hong chuckled, “Heh heh,” and firmly grabbed one of Xiao Yan’s ample mounds. “Master Hong, you’re so naughty!” Xiao Yan’s coquettish whine, loaded with allure, made the four onlooking young people chortle wickedly. “Are you Ruan Hongpeng?” A cold, emotionless voice suddenly sounded from behind Master Hong. “Huh?” Master Hong turned around abruptly, seeing a young man wearing a black casual shirt, with a fair and handsome face. The young man was indeed Fang Bai. Following the information provided by Su Yifei, he had promptly found this place, seeking an encounter with Master Hong, known as the West Suburb Local Snake. “Who are you?” Master Hong frowned, sizing up Fang Bai. He thought hard but couldn’t recall having seen such a figure anywhere. “Are you Ruan Hongpeng?” Fang Bai asked again, his gaze fixed on Master Hong’s face, his tone gaining a touch of chilliness. “I am Ruan Hongpeng! What about it?” Master Hong, who had made his way through life with violence and killings, knew from his years of experience that this young man was bad news. Fang Bai nodded and said, “Good, just making sure so I don’t hit the wrong person.” From Fang Bai emerged a chilling Killing Qi that made Master Hong’s eyelids twitch, and a foreboding feeling of doom rose within him.