The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 444: The End of the Fiend Snake Club

Praying Mantis swallowed hard, knowing that if he had foreseen this situation, he wouldn’t have gotten involved even if it meant death. Now, with the Victory Sky Society’s momentum in Capital City, if they wanted to deal with the Fiend Snake Club, it would merely take the flick of a finger, let alone to someone like him—a minor leader in the Fiend Snake Club.

Sun Zhian didn’t recognize Brother Hu and the others, and a fire lit inside him that couldn’t be doused. He shouted, "Good, very good! Do you think I, Sun Zhian, am only good at running my mouth? I can have you thrown into the river to feed the fish right now!"

With his throat clutched in Ye Chenfeng’s right hand, Praying Mantis wished he could rush up and slap Sun Zhian several times across the face. Didn’t he see who was in front of him? Was their minor Fiend Snake Club in any position to offend him? Praying Mantis looked at Brother Hu, cautiously asking, "Excuse me, are you the Brother Hu from the Victory Sky Society, Boss Hu?"

"Hmm? You know me?" Brother Hu glanced at Praying Mantis, his eyebrows slightly furrowing.

After confirming that the man in front of him was indeed the Brother Hu of the Victory Sky Society, Praying Mantis flashed a sycophantic smile at Ye Chenfeng and said, "I think you must be the President of the Victory Sky Society, right? What happened today was my fault for not recognizing Mount Tai. Please consider me a fart and let me go! I’ll quit the Fiend Snake Club immediately and will have nothing to do with them from now on."

The Brother Hu of the Victory Sky Society? The President of the Victory Sky Society?

From Praying Mantis’s words, the others somewhat understood the situation. Sun Zhian was not a foolish man, and he quickly guessed the true identity of Ye Chenfeng and the others. The arrogance he carried vanished instantly if Ye Chenfeng truly was the President of the Victory Sky Society, it would be nothing short of a disaster for their Fiend Snake Club.

Ye Chenfeng released Praying Mantis’s neck and said, "Remember how earlier you wanted to ’loosen my bones?’ I’m someone who truly believes in an eye for an eye." With that, Ye Chenfeng punched twice toward Praying Mantis’s chest. "Bang, bang." "Crack, crack." Several of Praying Mantis’s ribs broke instantly.

Afterward, Ye Chenfeng turned his gaze to Sun Zhian and said, "Now you should know who I am, right? A minor third-rate gang dares to be so rampant?"

"I’m willing to kneel and apologize, I’m willing to kneel and apologize." Sun Zhian knew that there were times when he must bow his head, he just feared that even after bowing, no one would be willing to forgive him.

Ye Chenfeng coldly said, "I remember giving you a chance just now, but you didn’t cherish it. Now it’s too late. Is your Fiend Snake Club going to disband on its own, or do you need us from the Victory Sky Society to give you a hand?"

Sun Zhian’s face grew paler by the moment, wondering who he had managed to provoke. The whole situation had started over the bitch Hua Qiaoli, and Sun Zhian had only himself to blame for how things had escalated.

"Call your father right now and tell him to disband the Fiend Snake Club immediately, or don’t blame us from the Victory Sky Society for utterly destroying you. Remember, I don’t want to say it a second time." Ye Chenfeng had no shred of sympathy for scum like Sun Zhian.

Sun Zhian was stunned for about ten seconds, then, with trembling hands, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed his father Sun Hezheng’s number, knowing this was his only chance for survival.

In the club house of the Fiend Snake Club, inside President Sun Hezheng’s office, he was fervently pressing a woman’s body against his desk. The phone beside him suddenly rang, causing Sun He to frown in annoyance. Upon seeing his son’s call, he picked up the phone nonchalantly and said directly, "Are you calling to tell me you’ve caused trouble again? What mess do I have to clean up for you this time?"

Sun Hezheng knew his son very well; every time he called, it was because he had gotten into trouble.

"Dad, I... I’ve offended the President of the Victory Sky Society. They’re demanding you disband the Fiend Snake Club immediately, or the Victory Sky Society will make their move against us."

Through the phone, Sun Zhian’s voice conveyed his panic, leaving Sun Hezheng stunned. He had never expected his son to cross the Victory Sky Society. His manhood wilted immediately, and he barked, "You beast, you’re not joking with me, are you?"

"Dad, do I look like I’m joking with you?" Sun Zhian, a grown man, truly felt like he was about to cry at that moment.

"You little beast, do you have to make me die of anger before you’re satisfied? Get out of my sight."

With a "bang!" Sun Hezheng slammed the phone onto the ground. It took him over a decade to slowly build up the Fiend Snake Club, and now it was about to be destroyed by his own son’s hands? Facing the Victory Sky Society, he felt utterly powerless to resist.

"The Fiend Snake Club absolutely cannot exit Capital City in such a disgraceful manner; I must think of a way," Sun Hezheng muttered to himself, unwilling to accept this outcome.

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Inside private room number seven at Haowei Residence, Sun Zhian heard his old man smash the phone in a fury. Swallowing the bitterness in his throat, he said, "My dad will definitely dissolve the Fiend Snake Club within the next two days."

"Good, I’ll give you two days. You can get lost now, and if the Fiend Snake Club hasn’t disappeared from Capital City in two days, I think you know what the consequences will be," Ye Chenfeng said indifferently.

Upon hearing Ye Chenfeng’s words, Sun Zhian and the others felt as if they had been granted an amnesty, and stumbled out of private room number seven. Only Hua Qiaoli, the woman, still stood there, stunned. She couldn’t believe that Sun Zhian, who was so arrogant just moments ago, had turned into a defeated dog so quickly?

Giving Ye Chenfeng a glance and then looking at Mao Yajie, Hua Qiaoli quickly formulated a plan. Her eyes instantly became teary as she said to Mao Yajie, "Yajie, it was Sun Zhian who forced me to be his woman. In fact, I’ve always liked you. I acted that way towards you to prevent Sun Zhian from hurting you. Can you forgive me?"

If Mao Yajie were to believe Hua Qiaoli’s words again, it would only mean that he wasn’t thinking straight, "Hua Qiaoli, get the hell out of here. I must have been blind to have liked a disgusting woman like you before. Seeing your face just makes me want to slap you."

Seeing Mao Yajie unaffected and even hurling insults, Hua Qiaoli realized that trying to garner sympathy was futile. She hung her head and rushed out of the private room.

After Hua Qiaoli left, Brother Hu stepped forward, patted Mao Kangping on the shoulder, and said, "Old Mao, it’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other. Tonight, we must have a good catch-up."

Mao Kangping, still in shock, hadn’t fully recovered. He didn’t expect that the president of the Victory Sky Society in Capital City would be Ye Chenfeng. When he arrived in Capital City a couple of days ago and inquired about the situation of the Fiend Snake Club, he got a rough understanding of the underground forces in Capital City. The Victory Sky Society was now the undisputed top gang in Capital City. Witnessing how Ye Chenfeng with just a few words could annihilate the Fiend Snake Club and seeing Brother Hu’s spirited demeanor, he realized he had missed an opportunity.

If he had decided to leave the border trade market with Ye Chen at that time, he would definitely have achieved something by now. After all, his relationship with Ye Chenfeng was closer than Brother Hu’s. What a pity he didn’t seize the chance that could have changed his life.

"Mr. Ye, thank you for today. If it weren’t for your timely arrival, I fear my son and I would have..." Mao Kangping sighed and continued, "Yajie, quickly come and properly thank Mr. Ye."

Mao Yajie walked up to Ye Chenfeng and, after evaluating him carefully, said, "Are you really the president of the Victory Sky Society? Can I join the Victory Sky Society? Please let me join."

"Yajie, what nonsense are you spouting? Is the Victory Sky Society the kind of place that just anyone can join? Stay in Capital City and finish college," Mao Kangping commanded sternly.

"Dad, whether I finish college or not doesn’t matter anymore. Nowadays, society doesn’t care about educational levels. Even if I don’t go to college, as long as I have the strength, who would dare to look down on me?" Mao Yajie said stubbornly, his values greatly altered by the incident. He didn’t want to be a feeble scholar anymore. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)