The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO
Chapter 195 - 194: No Match at All!

Chapter 195: Chapter 194: No Match at All!

Ye Huan twirled the toothpick in his mouth, walked over, and looked Pratch straight in the eye with a calm expression, "You were looking for me?"

"So you’re Ye Huan?" Pratch chuckled lightly, his face full of mockery.

"What’s the matter?" Ye Huan’s face remained calm.

Pratch sneered dismissively, turning to Anan, "Brother Nan, you spent twenty million just to have me deal with this kind of guy?"

"Brother Pratch, he may not look like much, but he’s actually pretty strong, though in front of you..." Anan said with a flattering smile, "He’s no match!"

"You’re right about that."

"It’s just that this guy is so small, I’m afraid..."

Pratch’s face was full of meaning as he patted Anan on the shoulder, "I’m afraid I won’t be able to control my strength and kill him with one punch, you know..."

The implication was: if I punch him, he might die, so making sure to break five limbs is a bit tricky.

"Brother Pratch, this..." Anan looked awkward.

Disabling Ye Huan without killing him was the young master’s order, and it couldn’t be disobeyed; this was difficult...

Hmm?

Anan’s eyes inadvertently fixed on...

Fixed on Pratch counting the money with his right hand...

Anan’s face suddenly darkened, he now realized Pratch was hiking up the price? This was shameless, enjoying everything for free at the club and then raising the price, it was outrageous!

But it didn’t matter, Ye Huan had eight hundred million on him, paying Pratch a little more was no problem.

"Brother Pratch, I’ll add another ten million, thirty million, help me cripple him." Anan feigned a pained look, gritted his teeth, and pulled out a ten-million check, stuffing it into Pratch’s white suit pocket.

"Haha, you’re really generous, Brother Nan." Pratch grinned widely, laughing heartily as he kept slapping Anan on the shoulder.

The two didn’t even glance at Ye Huan, as if they hadn’t noticed him at all.

Seconds later, Pratch slowly turned his head.

The moment his eyes fixed on Ye Huan, a fierce light appeared in them, and he twisted his large iron fists, "Kid, will you cripple your five limbs yourself, or should I help you? If I help you..."

At this, a meaningful smile appeared on his face, "Breaking your five limbs won’t be that easy."

Ye Huan looked amused, "Are you threatening me?"

"I am threatening you!"

"Are you not convinced?"

"Let me tell you, Pratch is a world-class boxer I hired with a lot of money, it only takes one punch to kill a kid like you!"

Anan lit a thick cigar and put it in his mouth: "But I don’t want to kill you outright, I’d rather cripple your five limbs and then slowly torture you, making you wish you were dead but not able to die!"

Ye Huan twirled the toothpick again, a meaningful expression appearing on his face, "I should warn you, I really hate being threatened. Everyone who has threatened me is dead."

Anan was stunned for a moment.

Then, with a serious expression, he asked, "Are you saying you’re going to take out Pratch and me?"

"Congratulations." Ye Huan snapped his fingers, "You got it right."

"..."

The whole room fell silent.

The locals’ lips trembled.

This... what kind of situation is this?

This... this guy actually claims he’s going to take out these two men?

Is he scared stiff?

Have you not seen the many security guards lying on the ground groaning, or seen Pratch’s enormous iron fists?

Not only are you not surrendering, you’re actually provoking him?

"Gulp..."

The sound of swallowing echoed, and the locals looked at Ye Huan like they were looking at a madman.

They knew Ye Huan, the male owner of S-01, and Liu Tianyun’s husband!

With the status of the Liu Family "Prince Consort," if you admit your wrongs and beg for mercy from these three, wouldn’t they forgive you?

At the very least, you could pay a little money for peace, but instead, you pick a fight with them?

Even with the status of the Liu Family "Prince Consort," you’re bound to get a beating for this provocation!

He’s really stupid!

Fearing their intelligence might be dragged down by Ye Huan, the locals quickly stepped back a few paces, distancing themselves from him.

Meanwhile.

Pratch’s eyes turned completely sinister, his mouth twisted into a grimace, "What did you just say, repeat it?"

"I just said, anyone who threatens me will die." Ye Huan raised an eyebrow and said playfully.

"Ha..."

"Haha..."

"Hahaha..."

Pratch held his belly and laughed several times.

At the same time, the grimness on his face disappeared, replaced by...

A strong sense of contempt and mockery!

Pratch, full of ridicule, walked forward slowly, gripping Ye Huan’s left shoulder with his left hand, his words full of amusement.

"You kid, built like a monkey, yet have such a big mouth? You even dare threaten me?"

Pratch’s face was full of scorn, and his left hand suddenly exerted force...

Hmm?

As soon as he applied force, he froze.

Logically, that squeeze should have crushed this kid’s shoulder blade, yet he seemed unfazed as if he didn’t feel any pain?

Ye Huan’s mouth curled up, and he placed his left hand on Pratch’s left shoulder, "I’ll return those words to you. You dare threaten me?"

"..."

The whole room fell silent again.

Anan sighed.

The young master’s order might not be fulfilled.

With Ye Huan provoking Pratch like this, Pratch would surely smash his head with a punch!

Just at that moment...

"Ah!!!"

A pig-like scream pierced the sky...

Anan shook his head dismissively, then closed his eyes and cursed inwardly.

"Why is this brat so insensible? Just cripple your five limbs and be done with it, instead of opposing Pratch. Now look, with your head blown to bits, I’ll get scolded by the young master when I return, sigh, how unlucky!"

"Ah!!!!"

Another pig-like scream echoed...

This sound made Anan furrow his brows.

How come this voice didn’t quite sound like Ye Huan?

But then again, with his head blown up, could he sound the same as usual?

"Nan...Brother Nan..." The thin monkey’s voice trembled as he tugged at Anan’s clothes.

"What? Is that kid dead yet?" Anan didn’t open his eyes, afraid the sight of Ye Huan’s exploded head would make him lose his appetite tonight.

"No... No..."

The thin monkey covered his mouth, his voice trembling uncontrollably...

"Ah!!!!!!!"

Hmm? Why did that scream sound so much like Pratch?

Anan suddenly opened his eyes, and his crotch instantly became soaked, with foul liquid dripping to the floor.

Pratch was holding his left shoulder, lying on the ground, letting out a pig-like scream to the sky.

His shoulder bone was crushed to a pulp, his facial features distorted together by the intense pain, looking very terrifying.

"With such abilities, you dare threaten me?"

Ye Huan, hands in pockets, said with a smile as he walked step by step toward Anan and the thin monkey.

"Big...big brother..."

Anan wanted to cry but had no tears.

In the next second, both he and the thin monkey’s faces became extremely colorful.

"Don’t come over, if you come any closer, I’ll be impolite!" Anan’s face showed no fear, his words full of threats...

Ye Huan ignored him, still walking step by step toward him.

As Ye Huan came up to him...

Anan swallowed and a sinister grin appeared on his lips.

"Kid, dare to make a move on me, you’re courting death!!!!!!!"

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