Return of the King, Dominating the City
Chapter 77 - 77 76 Go Ahead and Kill

77: Chapter 76 Go Ahead and Kill 77: Chapter 76 Go Ahead and Kill “Motherfucker, get the hell out here.” Bald Man jumped in front of Song Yun’s jeep, kicked the car door, and shouted loudly.

Song Yun watched as the door dented in badly and nearly cried, distressed.

Just yesterday Qingluan had left a handprint on the hood, and today the door was trashed.

Damn it, you think I’m a pussy if I don’t show my power?

Fuming, Song Yun glared and yelled, “Who the fuck are you?

Why should I get out?

Motherfucker, you kicked a dent in my door; pay up quickly.”

Bald Man sneered repeatedly, pointing at Song Yun’s nose, scolding, “You dumbass, do you know what I do?

You dare trash my car, let me tell you, this place is deserted with little traffic usually, and even if you call the cops, they won’t get here anytime soon.

I’m gonna tear you apart today and fuck your girl right in front of you.”

Song Yun was stunned for a moment, then glanced back at Qingluan who narrowed her eyes slightly, swallowed, and thought, if you could really take this chick away, I absolutely wouldn’t stop you.

I might even give you the car.

However, considering this girl is second on the Dragon List, Song Yun could only sigh inwardly, knowing that after today’s business, Qingluan would still have to go back to the courtyard with him.

“Song Yun, he dared to insult me,” Qingluan huffed coldly.

“Yes, I heard it, and the insult was intense, even with a hint of delinquent tone.

Grammatically speaking…” Before Song Yun could finish, he saw Qingluan smiling as she crushed her watch into pieces.

“Why are you still sitting there?

Get out and avenge me?” Qingluan asked, smiling but with a cold gaze.

“What if I accidentally kill someone?

You’ve also said we shouldn’t just kill people randomly.

Perhaps this guy is just a law-abiding citizen,” Song Yun smacked his lips.

“If you kill him, then roll back to Africa and become a mercenary.” Qingluan said staring at Song Yun with her beautiful twinkling eyes.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of your beloved girl, and I’ll find her a suitable husband.”

Isn’t it always the case in movies and TV shows?

Before sending someone as a death soldier, all the tough guys promise to take care of the wife, kids, and parents of the soldier, or guarantee a safe and happy life for their descendants.

But why, in his case, it turned into going back to Africa to be a mercenary after killing someone, and his lovely girl being divided among beasts?

Shit, this plot isn’t right, it shouldn’t be like this.

Bald Man was shocked to hear Qingluan and Song Yun conversing in the car.

This harmless-looking guy was this chick’s bodyguard?

Impossible, how could someone so weak-looking have such an important job?

Could he be mistaken?

That’s wrong too.

The information he had collected only mentioned that this girl was the legitimate daughter of a major family, mysterious albeit, but nothing about having a bodyguard.

Bald Man rolled his eyes, thinking regardless of what, killing this guy can’t be wrong.

Once he gets out of the car, he’s dead.

“Get out of the car, let’s reason this out,” Bald Man hit the window saying.

Song Yun inside swung a middle finger disdainfully and said, “I can’t be bothered with you.

Use whatever tricks you have; I’m not scared.”

That pissed off Bald Man to the point of fury; he drew a revolver from his belt and blew the front tire, roaring, “Motherfucker, get out of the car.”

Shit, it’s fine that the front hood was damaged and still drivable, also fine with the door being dented, but fuck, who can drive with the tire blown out?

Sniffing, Song Yun acted scared as he stepped out of the car and said, “Big brother, don’t kill me.

I have an old mother over eighty and a baby less than a month old.

Please, spare my life.”

“Don’t fucking waste my time with your crap, hands behind your head, and don’t try any funny business.”

Following Bald Man’s command, Song Yun awkwardly raised his right hand to the back of his head; Bald Man pointed at his left hand with the gun.

Reluctantly, Song Yun lowered his right hand and put his left hand behind his head; Bald Man shouted angrily, “Motherfucker, if you play with me again, I’ll shoot you dead.

Now put both hands behind your head and hold them.”

Song Yun responded with an “Oh,” indicating he understood, and obediently sat on the ground, hands behind his head, perfecting the posture to the point where Bald Man couldn’t find a single flaw.

Bald Man arched an eyebrow, somewhat pleased.

He hadn’t expected this kid to be so unresistant; just a point with the gun, and he does whatever is told.

He was so happy he was disoriented.

Always thought this kid was the pretending-to-be-weak type, but it seems he’s just a pig.

But then he also rightly thought, they are young now, looking at his attire and the way he speaks, at most he’s just another rich kid.

Now that they are pushed into a life-and-death situation, who could maintain what so-called dignity?

Unfortunately, however unfortunate it is, no matter how compliant this kid is today, he can’t escape death.

Who let him stay idle and share a car with his target?

“Now it’s your turn to get out,” Bald Man moved the gun towards Qingluan, chuckled twice, and said.

“Oh,” Qingluan didn’t waste words, obediently walked out of the car, squatted in front of Song Yun, but weirdly sticking out her butt.

What’s that about?

Song Yun hadn’t quite grasped the situation when a perky butt appeared in front of him, the round natural shape pleasing to the eye.

“Hehe, pretty girl, I’ve been watching you for days.

Not taking advantage of your accomplishments, but look at the hard work and let me get a little action,” Bald Man lecherously laughed.

Right at this critical moment, Song Yun’s phone rang.

Song Yun embarrassingly pulled out his phone and said, “Sorry, sorry, you guys continue.

I’ll just take this call over there.”

Bald Man snatched Song Yun’s phone and threw it to the ground.

“Motherfucker, what do you think the time is right now?

Is this when high-profile rich kids like you flirt with girls in hotels and bars?

It’s a fucking matter of life and death now, and you’re telling me you’re taking a call?”

“You’re not being honest, are you, kid?

Want me to shoot you first to teach you a lesson?” Bald Man sneered.

“I can’t stand you so-called rich kids and officials’ kids, fucking pests that harm the nation.”

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