My Nightclub Landlady Chapter 58 Pretending

Ji Dongchen's face, which had just been full of rage, turned to panic and fear.

"Stop them-"

He was sure that these men did not come in peace, but before he could say anything, one of the leading men s.n.a.t.c.hed the bar stool from him and hit Ji Donchen's shoulder, and he staggered back a few steps before he could steady himself.

About 20 people had arrived. It was plainly obvious that those professional and experienced thugs were not comparable to these young boys around Ji Dongchen, whether in speed, strength, discipline, skill level, or intimidation factor. Seven or eight of Ji Dongchen's minions met them head on but were swept away in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the fight broke out, Ji Dongchen's gang of boys broke apart, completely losing the overbearing aura they had when they bullied the middle-schoolers.

As a matter of fact, Ji Dongchen's men were not always this weak. He also kept around over a dozen young fellow from the fringes society who had similar abilities to the gang of black-clad thugs in front of him, but the youths hired to oversee the game arcade were 17 or 18-year-old dropouts. They had low salary requirements, good mobility, and could only be regarded as Ji Dongchen's cannon fodder at best.

However, this attack was so sudden that Ji Dongchen had no chance to call his best minions.

He was quickly surrounded by the rival gang. The doors of the game arcade were closed, and they were so skilled and organized that they quickly took control of the front desk, the service desk, and the kids who played there, and gathered up all the cell phones.

The leader of the group, holding a hollow steel pipe, came up to Ji Dongchen, disdainfully growling, "Think you can fight with Brother Jun?"

"Are you Zhao Jun's guys?"

Ji Dongchen didn't believe it. He did not think that Zhao Jun, that old man, would dare to take the initiative to fight back. He really had the courage of bears and tigers. Since Meng Zhaolin could not get rid of Zhao Jun, he could only...

He couldn't finish his line of thought before the leader raised up the pipe and struck Ji Dongchen on his right arm. He cried out in pain, cold sweat beading up on his forehead, "f.u.c.k you..."

He swore out of habit, but before he could finish the sentence, the pipe came down again!

The leader of the gang had no misgivings about Ji Dongchen's ident.i.ty. In his view, this was just an ordinary operation and there was nothing for him to worry about.

After being beaten twice, Ji Dongchen behaved himself, his whole body curled up and shuddering in the corner, his pleading eyes filled with fear. The arrogance and fierceness from before disappeared without a trace.

A lot of people pretended to be tough, but when they faced a real challenge, they would immediately show their true colors. They did a lot of impressive posturing, but in fact, did not really dare to fight anyone.

Powerful people are afraid of desperate people. Desperate people are afraid of those who fight for their lives. Those who fight for their lives are afraid of those who are not afraid of death.

The leader crouched down and slapped Ji Dongchen's cheek. "How dare you, a whelp that has not yet grown any hair, disrespect Brother Jun? Do you think no one can touch you because you have some stinking money at home?"

Ji Dongchen clenched his lower lip; he naturally refused to accept this. If he had a chance to call his bodyguards, he would certainly kill the b.a.s.t.a.r.d in front of him. But he understood that he had to be able to adapt to circ.u.mstance. At the moment, if he did not cooperate, he would only suffer a heavier blow. Obviously, these people were not Zhao Jun's average hirelings; they might even be professional hired thugs. After the fight, they would leave Tianhe and disappear without a trace. That was why they didn't fear him.

He only had to survive long enough to get back at Zhao Jun!

Of course, he would not let the guy who beat him go, even if he had to chase him to the ends of the earth.

"What does Zhao Jun want?" Ji Dongchen breathed. His att.i.tude became mild. "I lost. What's the condition? I'll take it."

"No condition; just a message - f.u.c.k you!"

The leader didn't have the patience to talk nonsense, and slapped Ji Dongchen's face again with such force that his head hit the floor with a loud thud, followed by a hail of punches and kicks. Ji Dongchen curled up into the fetal position to protect his head. He knew that he had to suffer through this. Only when it was over would he have a chance for revenge.

At that moment, he secretly swore that as long as he lived, he would definitely kill Zhao Jun and Qin Feng!

Definitely.

20 minutes later, the whole game arcade was in such a mess that smashed and overturned arcade machines were scattered all over the place. Ji Dongchen's cronies and staff were all beaten, but the customers were untouched. Of course, Ji Dongchen, who had been given paid extra attention, suffered the worst injuries. There was barely an inch of his body that wasn't bruised, and he had suffered at least 30 kicks. Although there was no obvious serious injury, the crus.h.i.+ng blows were too much for his little body.

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In the People's Hospital.

Operating Room.

Ji Jiangshan rushed from his office when he found out that his precious son was beaten. He was in such a hurry he nearly lost his shoes.

After getting a basic description of the event, he was furious, walking back and forth and kicking over the chairs in the corridor.

The vice dean of the hospital trotted along, "Mr. Ji, your son..."

Ji Jiangshan aggressively grabbed the vice dean's collar and roared, "Save my son at all costs, or I'll make you all regret it!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll arrange for the best doctor right now. It's going to be all right!"

The vice dean's face turned white with horror. He had known Ji Jiangshan for more than 20 years. He had seen this look in his eyes in his younger days, but he had rarely seen him like this since he got older.

A few of the boys who were less-badly injured in the game arcade came together, "Mister Ji, Ji Dongchen was attacked by Zhao Jun's guys. There were more than 20 of them, with steel pipes. We brothers fought desperately to keep Ji Dongchen safe, but..."

"Zhao Jun?!"

Ji Jiangshan mercilessly spat to the ground. He twisted his neck with a cascade of popping sounds. At his age, both body and bones were getting stiff. "Just you wait; I will kill you!"

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Zhao Jun also received the news at the same time. He panicked, his face full of surprise.

He was about to go out and investigate this matter when his office door was pushed open.

Qin Feng entered, chewing a gumball. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled disapprovingly. "Do not go out; just stay calm."

"You... Ji Dongchen was beaten, have you heard? They said my men did it! What is this bulls.h.i.+t?!" cried Zhao Jun.

"What are you so worked up about? I spent some money to find help from out of town. They have already left Tianhe. Since you couldn't do it, I had to help you out. Don't worry, I paid from my own pocket. You don't have to reimburse me."

Qin Feng sat on the sofa and crossed his legs, a complex smile on his face.