The underworld boss

When the others saw what had happened to Little Yellow Hair, they howled even louder. Even an idiot could tell they were faking it.

"Anyone who makes another sound gets a whack," Li Yichen said coldly. "Get over here, all of you, and stick your asses out like him."

"Huh?" None of them dared resist. They scrambled up from the ground and ran over, each sticking his ass out higher than the last.

Li Yichen slowly walked behind them, then lashed his telescopic baton across one man's backside.

With a howl, the man shot forward, then hopped around clutching his ass.

"This is what you get for being delinquents. Today, I'll teach you a lesson on your parents' behalf." Ignoring him, Li Yichen brought the baton down on the second man's backside.

Ten minutes later, they stood obediently in a row, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Li Yichen. Clearly, he had given them quite a beating.

Li Yichen glanced at Yellow Hair and beckoned him over.

Little Yellow Hair visibly trembled, but he didn't dare disobey. He could only shuffle over, looking pitiful.

"A coward like you wants to play gangster? Who gave you the nerve?" Li Yichen scolded him in exasperation. "Madman Liu?"

At the mention of Madman Liu, Little Yellow Hair's eyes widened. "You know Brother Liu?" he asked, puzzled.

"Brother Liu?" Li Yichen curled his lip in contempt. "He thinks he deserves to be called 'Brother' in front of me?"

Little Yellow Hair's eyes lit up. "You must be an underworld boss, right?" As he spoke, he dropped to his knees with a thud. "Please take me in as your underling! I idolize underworld bosses, just like Mark!"

"I'm not an underworld boss. I'm a student at Jinling University." Li Yichen had to admire the guy's imagination.

"I understand. You must be an underworld kingpin hiding your identity and posing as a student. That's how it always goes in novels," Little Yellow Hair immediately whispered. "I'll keep your secret. I won't tell a soul, even if they beat me to death."

Li Yichen rolled his eyes at him. The guy really had decided he was a gangster. Forget it. He could think whatever he wanted; Li Yichen couldn't be bothered to explain.

"I already knew about today's little scheme, including who wanted to come after me," Li Yichen said coldly.

Although today's incident hadn't harmed him at all, he didn't want anyone thinking he was an easy target.

"A boss really is a boss. You know everything!" Little Yellow Hair's face instantly filled with admiration. Someone had approached him yesterday, and Li Yichen already knew everything today. Who would believe he wasn't an underworld boss?

"He knew perfectly well how strong I was, yet he still sent you to teach me a lesson. Do you know why?" Li Yichen asked, guiding him toward the answer.

Little Yellow Hair frowned in thought, then suddenly understood. "He wanted to set me up and use you to get rid of me!" he shouted angrily.

He immediately sprang to his feet. "That bastard actually set me up! I'll break his legs!"

"Mm." Li Yichen nodded. "Good, now you understand. Don't let people use you again."

"Thank you so much!" Little Yellow Hair was almost moved to tears. Just look at him—an underworld kingpin who not only spared his life but even warned him. He was truly lucky to have met Li Yichen.

At the same time, he made up his mind to break that bastard Song's legs in a little while and vent his anger.

"All right, I'm heading back. You guys should go home too," Li Yichen said casually.

But after just a couple of steps, he stopped again.

As they watched in confusion, he said coldly, "If I ever catch you bullying students from our university again, this is what'll happen to you."

With that, Li Yichen swung his fist and smashed it into the wall beside him with a bang. With a crashing rumble, a huge hole appeared in the wall, followed by a clatter of falling objects.

Little Yellow Hair and the others nearly wet themselves again. Was he even fucking human?

He had punched a hole straight through a wall. What would happen if that punch landed on them?

Just then, someone shouted, "Who the fuck did that? Why the hell did you smash our kitchen wall?"

"Fuck." Li Yichen's face darkened with embarrassment. He had been so busy showing off that he hadn't checked where he was punching. He hadn't expected to smash someone's kitchen.

"I'm off. Bye!" Li Yichen blushed. Too embarrassed to stay any longer, he hurried away.

But he was a step too late. Just as he reached the alley entrance, he saw several burly men carrying shovels and clubs rush over and block the way.

Li Yichen immediately put on a frightened expression, shouting as he ran, "That scared the hell out of me... scared the hell out of me... someone smashed a wall in there!"

Li Yichen looked so much like an ordinary college student that it was utterly convincing.

No one suspected him, and they even stepped aside to let him through. Then their gazes turned toward Yellow Hair and the tattooed young punks inside.

"Amitabha. Good luck to you all." Li Yichen ran off without looking back, while screams like those of pigs being slaughtered rang out behind him.

At the same restaurant as yesterday, Song Yi had already ordered a table full of fine dishes and was anxiously waiting for good news from Yellow Hair.

Those young punks might have seemed a little unreliable, but he didn't think five or six of them would have much trouble dealing with a single college student like Li Yichen.

He had already asked around. Ever since entering university, Li Yichen had kept a low profile, practically invisible.

In his experience, people like that were usually utterly useless in a fight. He was even starting to regret spending that ten thousand yuan.

Just as his patience was running out, the private dining room's door was kicked open with a crash.

"Fuck you—" He was about to curse when he saw Little Yellow Hair leading the way. He immediately broke into a smile. "Brother Yellow Hair, you're finally here! I've already ordered everything."

Then he noticed the young punks following Yellow Hair inside, every one of them sporting bruised faces and swollen eyes.

The two red welts on Little Yellow Hair's face were especially frightening, like a pair of giant centipedes crawling across it.

"You... what happened to you guys?" Sensing something was wrong, Song Yi instinctively backed away.

Little Yellow Hair looked at Song Yi and bared his teeth. The two welts on his face twisted, making him look even more frightening.

"Heh... hehe... Brother Yellow Hair... you..." Song Yi forced a smile while wiping cold sweat from his forehead.

"Fuck your mother." Little Yellow Hair's expression suddenly turned cold, and he lashed out with a kick. "Who the fuck are you calling brother?"

With a loud clatter, Song Yi fell backward from the kick, overturning the table and spilling its dishes all over himself.

"Fuck..." Song Yi was no saint either. Kicked for no apparent reason, he immediately sprang up from the floor and lunged at Little Yellow Hair, ready to fight him to the death.

"Hold him down." Little Yellow Hair and his men might not have been a match for even one of Li Yichen's hands, but dealing with Song Yi was easy enough.

"Lift his legs up," Little Yellow Hair ordered viciously.

"Wh-what are you going to do?" Terrified, Song Yi kicked desperately, but they still held him firmly in place.

"What am I going to do?" Little Yellow Hair gritted his teeth. "Break your fucking legs." With that, he raised a chair and brought it crashing down.