Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

Chapter 122 A Headwind Strikes

The sound of "potato chips" came from my Bluetooth headphones:

"What do you want? As long as your request isn't unreasonable, I'll do my best to fulfill it!"

Ye Jingchen weighed the "man's" body in his hand, then leaped onto the asphalt road. "I can let her go, but you need to answer one question for me."

Potato chips: "Go ahead and ask!"

Ye Jingchen: "Was this Zero's idea, or did you act on your own initiative?"

potato chips:"……"

The potato chips didn't reply; they remained silent for a long time. No reply was an answer in itself.

Ye Jingchen tossed the "man" next to the telephone pole, nodded, and said, "Alright, I got it. I've put him here next to the telephone pole. Send someone to take her for treatment, lest she die soon."

Potato chips: "Thank you."

Ye Jingchen crushed the Bluetooth earphone, threw it on the ground, and turned to walk back into the Western restaurant.

At the front desk, the store manager was holding onto the helpless Xia Mi.

The manager, dressed in a suit and tie, with a buzz cut and a mustache, was demanding compensation from Xia Mi: "Miss, this meal cost a total of three thousand seven or eight thousand, and the floor-to-ceiling windows in the private room..."

"I'll make the compensation," Ye Jingchen interrupted, striding over with his head held high.

The shop manager stared at Ye Jingchen, who exuded an aura of authority, and paused for a moment. He searched his memory and muttered, "Whose rich young master is this? I don't remember him! There are only a few arrogant young masters in Beiping."

The waiter whispered in the manager's ear, "Boss, the customer I was talking about is him." He then pointed at Ye Jingchen.

The manager nodded. He had some connections to run a Western restaurant here, and he had taken good care of everyone. He was the kind of tough guy who didn't cause trouble but wasn't afraid of it. "Young master, just compensate me at the original price. It's 74,532.5 yuan in total. I'll round it down to 74,500 yuan."

Ye Jingchen nodded, calmly took out a bank card with a World Tree pattern from his pocket, swiped it on the card reader, and paid the compensation.

Seeing that Ye Jingchen had lost money, the shop manager breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he also memorized Ye Jingchen's appearance. This decisive and unassuming personality suited the shop manager's taste very well.

"Boss, you've finally arrived! I thought you'd run away!" Xia Mi hugged Ye Jingchen's arm, her eyes brimming with tears, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Ye Jingchen looked down at Xia Mi, "Did you eat your fill just now?"

Xia Mi shook her head slightly. "No, after you jumped out, I continued eating. They rushed in and told me to come downstairs to settle the bill." As she spoke, Xia Mi pointed to the manager and a few waiters.

The group lowered their heads, feeling somewhat uncomfortable when Xia Mi pointed at them like that.

Ye Jingchen patted Xia Mi on the shoulder, casually took out a wad of red and white banknotes from his wallet, and stuffed them into Xia Mi's hand. "Take this and get something to eat. I have something to do. Remember to stay home tomorrow and open the door for those people who are moving furniture in."

"Hmm," Xia Mi looked at the large wad of banknotes in her hand, utterly astonished, her mouth agape wide enough to fit a goose egg, "Okay, okay! Boss, I'll do as you say!"

Xia Mi glanced at the people around her, then quickly stuffed a large wad of money into her jeans pocket, which bulged. She covered it with her hand, wary of everyone.

Ye Jingchen loosened his tie and turned to the store manager, "Is there anything else that needs compensation, or any other request?"

The shop manager shook his head and smiled. He understood the principle of not hitting a smiling face. He extended a friendly hand to Ye Jingchen, "Young master, no, it was all a misunderstanding."

Ye Jingchen didn't reach out to him, but said coldly, "Just now, my private room was kicked open, and the person came with a weapon to assassinate me. I expect a satisfactory answer."

"Where are the security guards? Where are the security guards?!" Upon hearing Ye Jingchen's words, the store manager instantly panicked. If Ye Jingchen called the police, his Western restaurant would be out of business. He immediately called for security.

A fat, big-eared security guard carrying a baton jogged over, shouting, "Here! Here! What happened to the manager? What's wrong?"

The store manager was about to ask about what was happening in the monitoring room.

Ye Jingchen glanced at the time on the wristwatch Yuan Zhisheng had given him on his left wrist and interrupted, "Please get this sorted out by 10 p.m. tomorrow at the latest."

The store manager was ashamed. He repeatedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Sir, please rest assured, I will do my best to investigate this matter and give you a satisfactory answer."

"I'm leaving," Ye Jingchen turned to look at Xia Mi, "Take a taxi home yourself."

Xia Mi smiled and nodded, "Okay, boss, I'll wait for you to go home!"

Ye Jingchen turned and walked out of the Western restaurant, disappearing into the city night.

He arrived at Shilan College, stood in a small alley, and began to wait quietly.

Ye Jingchen clearly remembered Zero's face, which meant he knew Lu Mingfei's face, and Lu Mingfei was in for trouble.

Peak time after school.

Countless people walked out of the academy.

Ye Jingchen's eyes scanned one face after another.

at last.

The skinny monkey came into view—Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei, with his hands on the shoulder straps of his backpack and his head down, followed behind Chu Zihang. He had just been watching Chu Zihang play basketball.

"Brother, run!"

The little devil's voice rang in Lu Mingfei's ears again. Strange images kept popping into his mind these past two days.

Lu Mingfei was a little angry. He shouted hysterically, "Aren't you annoying?!"

When the people around heard Lu Mingfei, who had been silent, suddenly roar, they all thought he had gone crazy and moved away from him.

Only Chu Zihang, who was walking ahead, stopped. He had a basketball around his waist and looked at Lu Mingfei, saying:

"what happened to you?"

Lu Mingfei gave an awkward laugh, waving his hands in front of him, "Haha, it's nothing, Senior Chu, I'm just..."

Before Lu Mingfei could finish speaking, the little devil's voice rang in his ears again:

"Brother, run! He's coming..."

"Brother, it's too late! He's here..."

"Shift, who on earth is coming?!" Lu Mingfei complained inwardly, turning his head left and right, looking nervous.

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei's mental state and was puzzled. He had no idea what kind of tricks Lu Mingfei was up to.

Just wondering.

suddenly!

A headwind came.

A black figure instantly abducted Lu Mingfei!

They moved quickly into the alley.

Lu Mingfei's voice still lingered in the air: "Who are you?"

Chu Zihang immediately threw away the basketball in his hand and ran towards the alley. He was in excellent physical condition and had won many awards in both long-distance and short-distance running.

Lu Mingfei felt as if he were in a movie, with everything around him rushing away as if in a race. It took him a while to come to his senses, and he frantically pounded on Ye Jingchen's arm.

"No, bro, are you sick in the head?"