The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 103: The Fatted Sheep

In his conversation with the middle-aged man, Ye Chenfeng learned some basic information about him. The middle-aged man was named Mao Kangping, a local businessman. As to what kind of business he was in, Ye Chenfeng didn’t ask further. He had no interest in knowing that much detail. If it weren’t for Mao Kangping offering to drive him to Xiyuan Town, he would have already left.

It was getting late that day, so the two rested for the night in a city hotel. The next day, early in the morning, Mao Kangping appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng driving a Land Rover.

According to Mao Kangping, the road to Xiyuan Town was full of potholes—it wouldn’t do to drive any kind of sports car, let alone a Lamborghini! A Land Rover was much more satisfying. If it weren’t for the pressing time, Mao Kangping would have even considered finding a Hummer! That beast would make mountain driving feel like cruising on flat ground!

True enough, once the Land Rover left the city, the roads started to become uneven. If one were driving a regular car, they’d probably have their backside beaten to a pulp.

About half an hour later, the surroundings had become desolate. The bumpy road was a test of the driver’s skill. With nothing else to do, Ye Chenfeng started chatting with the driving Mao Kangping, "You mentioned that Xiyuan Town has been unrest lately, what’s that all about?" He recalled what Mao Kangping had said the day before.

While paying attention to the road, Mao Kangping replied, "Brother Ye, you don’t know! Xiyuan Town has always been a no-man’s land overlooked by the government. Can you imagine such a place being peaceful? I’ve heard that recently a gang of villains has set up camp in Xiyuan Town, turning what was once a relatively harmonious town into a den of iniquity."

"So when Brother Ye mentioned going to Xiyuan Town, that’s why I hesitated! But Brother Ye, though your skills are good, it’s best we leave as soon as you’ve met your friend. That gang isn’t just some street thugs—their guns are the real deal."

Mao Kangping was still feeling nervous! He was someone who appreciated favors and wouldn’t be in Xiyuan Town if Ye Chenfeng hadn’t helped him out. He had also heard that recently, businessmen who entered Xiyuan Town never came back out.

"Are the police stations in the nearby cities just for show? They just ignore these villains?" Ye Chenfeng asked with a frown.

"Brother Ye, you hit the nail on the head. The police in nearby cities might as well be for show! As long as these villains don’t go into the cities to plunder and rob, the police will turn a blind eye, acting as if nothing has happened." Mao Kangping sighed helplessly. Weren’t the police supposed to be public servants? It seemed the police here had completely forgotten their duties.

Though Xiyuan Town sounds like the name of a town, in reality, it’s just a slightly larger village where people mainly live off farming and hunting.

Three hours later, Ye Chenfeng saw a village appear within his field of vision, seemingly about to arrive at Xiyuan Town.

However, after five or six more minutes of driving on the uneven road, an armed roadblock suddenly appeared ahead. Next to the roadblock stood five or six burly men, each holding a semi-automatic rifle. Even though these guns were outdated in this day and age, they still followed the principle that a good cat is one that catches mice, regardless of its color—wouldn’t these outdated semi-automatic rifles still take a person’s life with a single shot?

Upon seeing the situation ahead, Mao Kangping wanted to turn around and go back, only to hear a "bang" of a gunshot next to his ear, followed by a rough voice that reached both Ye Chenfeng and Mao Kangping’s ears: "If you want to die, continue turning around. My bullets aren’t fussy about where they land." freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Mao Kangping’s mouth curled into a bitter smile as he said, "Brother Ye, it seems like we’re going to have to stay put in Xiyuan Town for quite a while."

Ye Chenfeng remained unmoved. These half-baked bandits didn’t even merit his attention. Getting rid of them would be a snap of his fingers!

Six bandits, armed with semi-automatic rifles, approached Mao Kangping’s Land Rover. One of them spoke up, "Looks like we’ve hit on a fat sheep today. Anyone who can afford a Land Rover must be a wealthy businessman. Just so happens we need a new car too! This Land Rover will do nicely."

"Who knows which son of a bitch let the word out that we’ve taken over Xiyuan Town? The number of people coming to Xiyuan Town has been dwindling!"

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The six bandits casually chatted among themselves, paying no heed to Ye Chenfeng and Mao Kangping inside the vehicle.

"What are you two still sitting there for? Do you really need me to invite you out of the car?" The lead bandit shouted at them from the front of the vehicle.

Mao Kangping hurriedly got out from the driver’s seat, while Ye Chenfeng calmly stepped out from the passenger side. He didn’t plan on dealing with the six robbers right away.

There must be more of their accomplices in Xiyuan Town! Besides, hadn’t these people pegged Ye Chenfeng and him as fat sheep? How could Ye Chenfeng disappoint them so soon? He was, after all, a very kind-hearted person! Wouldn’t it be more thrilling to wipe out the entire den of thieves once they got to Xiyuan Town?

"Brothers, we’re just passing through. You can take the car, and all the money we have on us as well. Could you perhaps let us go?" Mao Kangping offered all the money he had on him.

The leader casually pocketed Mao Kangping’s money, saying indifferently, "Stop dreaming. You think you can just leave after coming to Xiyuan Town? Later, when we get back to Xiyuan Town, give your friends a call, have them come over for a visit. I assume your friends are quite wealthy too, right?"

It seemed the bandits were quite clever, even understanding the methods of pyramid schemes? Seeing that Mao Kangping had gone silent, the lead bandit ordered, "Both of you, get in the back seat. If you try anything funny, I’ll make your deaths particularly unsightly."

Mao Kangping miserably pulled Ye Chenfeng to the back seat of the Land Rover, whispering beside him, "Brother Ye, these guys are desperate outlaws. I think it’s best if we don’t act recklessly."

Mao Kangping was afraid that the young and hot-blooded Ye Chenfeng wouldn’t be able to control his temper and would get into a fight with the bandits, which would complicate matters. Although he believed in Ye Chenfeng’s martial abilities, there’s a saying, isn’t there? No matter how good the martial arts, one fears a kitchen knife, let alone when up against even more lethal gun barrels.

Ye Chenfeng had a decent impression of Mao Kangping, so he quickly nodded in agreement, though he hadn’t intended to make a move there anyway. Once they arrived in Xiyuan Town, these bandits were going to realize that Ye Chenfeng was a wolf in sheep’s clothing.