"How could he possibly afford such a good car?"
Hearing that Chu He wanted to buy the X7, Song Ni immediately lost her composure and snapped angrily, "Miss, look at his poor and shabby appearance, don't be fooled by him!"
"This..."
Xiaofang was having doubts as well. Not only was she clueless about the bank card Chu He had given her, but even Sister Zhang, who had a background in finance, didn't recognize it.
"Hmph, the Chu Family was ruined and wiped out long ago, how could they possibly have money to buy a car? He's a liar!" Song Ni sneered.
A cold look flashed in Chu He's eyes, but thinking of An Jie, he held back his temper!
Just then, Sister Zhang and a man hurried over. The man held out the Black Knight card with both hands, presenting it to Chu He as he said respectfully, "Sir, hello, I'm He Xin, the manager of this store. Here is your card!"
"Congratulations on becoming a valued owner of our BMW X7!"
Standing nearby, Sister Zhang looked at Chu He with a face full of adoration. The moment she had swiped the card just now, the sight of its nine-figure balance had almost made her eyes pop out of her head.
Young and wealthy—which woman wouldn't like a man like this?
"Impossible!"
Song Ni had wanted to watch Chu He make a fool of himself. Hearing that he had actually bought a luxury car worth over a million, she instantly lost her composure, pointed straight at Chu He, and shouted, "Manager He, he has no money at all! There must be something wrong with that card, don't let him fool you!"
"Miss, I've checked the card and there are no issues. Please watch your words!"
Manager He frowned upon hearing this. Having just consulted an expert who informed him that it was a VIP spending card from the Knight Group—one of the top three financial conglomerates in the world—he had been so shaken that he had come out to serve Chu He personally.
"No way, I want this car!"
Seeing that tactic fail, Song Ni simply threw a tantrum, raging, "My husband is a friend of your boss! If you dare sell this car to Chu He, I'll have the boss fire you!"
"You have a husband?"
Chu He frowned. He didn't mind Song Ni finding someone new, but An Jie had only been dead for a few years—had Song Ni already gotten married?
"Duh! You expect me to stay fiercely loyal to that loser An Jie? In your dreams!" Song Ni said in a fit of pique.
"Say that again!"
Chu He's voice suddenly turned icy.
"Isn't it true? That fellow An had a screw loose, playing the hero and saving people for no reason, and ended up getting himself killed. What a moron!" Song Ni spat viciously.
*Slap!*
The moment the words left her mouth, a crisp sound echoed through the showroom as Chu He delivered a solid, ringing slap across Song Ni's delicate face.
"How dare you curse my brother? You're asking for death!"
Gazing coldly at Song Ni, Chu He issued a warning: "If you ever dare curse An Jie again, I'll twist your head right off your shoulders!"
"You—you dare hit me?"
Song Ni's head buzzed. When she finally managed to collect her wits, she let out a wail, covered her struck cheek, and glared viciously at Chu He while cursing, "Chu, you're dead!"
"Whether I die or not, I don't know, but if you ever dare speak ill of An Jie again, I guarantee you won't die in one piece!" Chu He said coldly.
Song Ni's crying quickly drew the attention of others in the store. The pretty female sales clerk hurried over, accompanied by a man who looked to be in his early forties.
"Darling, what's wrong?"
Seeing Song Ni crying a river of tears, the man felt a pang of heartache and quickly pulled her into his arms to comfort her.
"Wuwu... Darling, someone hit me!" Seeing her backer arrive, Song Ni cried even louder.
"Who dares bully the woman of Chang Xiaobo? Tired of living, are you? Watch how I deal with him!" the man raged angrily.
"It's him!"
Song Ni pointed a finger at Chu He, her expression ferocious. "It's this brat surnamed Chu who hit me! Husband, you have to avenge me!"
"It's you again?"
Upon seeing that it was Chu He, the pretty female sales clerk immediately grew emboldened and shouted at the 4S store manager, "Manager Huang, this guy obviously can't afford a BMW. He's probably sent by another shop to make trouble. Besides, Mr. Chang just placed an order for a BMW 3 Series!"
"Shut your mouth!"
Upon hearing this, the manager felt an urge to strangle the sales clerk. The man had just paid for an X7 in full—was this woman's brain flooded with water?
The pretty female sales clerk froze. Didn't the manager know that Mr. Chang was a friend of the boss?
"Brat, kneel down and apologize to my wife right now, or I guarantee you won't see tomorrow's sun!" Chang Xiaobo glared fiercely at Chu He, issuing a threat.
"You and what army?"
A look of disdain crossed Chu He's face as he said indifferently, "My brother's discarded goods, yet you pick them up and treat them like treasure. What a joke."
"Asshole, who are you calling discarded goods?!"
"Husband, call Tiger! I want to break this bastard's legs!" Hearing Chu He call her that, Song Ni turned green with fury.
Because she truly was just a kept woman maintained by Chang Xiaobo, Chu He's words had struck right at her sore spot...
"Brat, you're looking for death!"
With that, Chang Xiaobo rushed forward, swinging his fist straight at Chu He's face.
*Bang!*
With lightning speed, Chu He lashed out with a kick that landed squarely in the man's lower abdomen. A miserable howl echoed out as Chang Xiaobo went flying backward...
*Thud!*
Chang Xiaobo crashed heavily to the ground, his body curling into a shrimp-like shape as beads of sweat the size of soybeans poured off him!
"Husband!"
Song Ni was dumbfounded. She remembered Chu He being gentle and refined in the past—how had this guy become so violent after a few years apart?
"Brat, you—you're dead!"
Enduring the agonizing pain, Chang Xiaobo staggered to his feet and pulled out his phone to make a call.
"Chu He, my husband is Tiger's cousin! You hit him, so just wait to die!" Song Ni helped support the man as she shouted threats at Chu He.
"Chang Hu?"
Hearing Song Ni invoke Tiger again, Chu He couldn't help frowning.
"Hmph, now you know, but it's too late!"
Thinking Chu He was scared, Song Ni was met with a cold laugh instead: "Just in time, I was looking for him anyway. Have him bring his people over!"
Soon the call went through. Upon learning what had happened, Chang Hu was even angrier than Chang Xiaobo, roaring, "Xiaobo, tell Chu He: at eight o'clock tonight, I'll be waiting for him at Jiangnan Club! If he dares not show up, I'll have people dig up his parents' graves and fill them with piss and shit, and we'll see if he comes or not!"
"Brother, you know this kid?" Chang Xiaobo asked in surprise.
"Chang Wei was crippled by him! I sent Old Lao to deal with him, but I haven't heard back yet—I never expected you to run into him first!" Chang Hu raged.
"Oh, so he's the brat from the Chu Family!"
Chang Xiaobo finally put the pieces together. No wonder Song Ni kept calling him by his surname.
"Don't go provoking him; this kid knows some martial arts, so don't get yourself hurt!" Chang Hu cautioned.
"Brother, I got it!"
Chang Xiaobo hung up the phone, and the very next second, he threw Chang Hu's warning to the winds. With a look of utter disdain, he snarled at Chu He, "So you're the remnant of the Chu Family. I didn't expect you to have the guts to come back!"
"What did you call me?" A sharp, icy gleam flashed in Chu He's eyes.
"Stop spouting nonsense! Nine o'clock tonight, my brother is inviting you to Jiangnan Club. If you don't go, your parents' bones get thrown into a cesspool—did you hear me?!"
"Asking for death!"
Flying into a rage, Chu He flashed forward like a ghost, appearing right in front of Chang Xiaobo before the man could react, and kicked him straight in the shinbone!
*Crack!*
With a crisp snap, Chang Xiaobo's shinbone instantly broke into two pieces!
"My leg!"
A shrill shriek pierced the air as Chang Xiaobo collapsed back to the ground. But that wasn't the end of it—Chu He raised his foot and brought it down heavily, stomping the man's other leg into a comminuted fracture!
"Agh!"
This time, Chang Xiaobo screamed like a tortured animal.
A dragon has its reverse scales, and woe betide those who touch them!
Chu He's reverse scales were his family members. Unfortunately, Chang Xiaobo didn't know that, nor had he taken Chang Hu's words to heart, and now, for no good reason, both of his legs were shattered!
"I won't kill you. Go back and tell Chang Hu: tonight is his death day!" Chu He looked down at the groaning, pain-wracked Chang Xiaobo and said coldly.
"Bastard, you—you won't die a good death!"
Chang Xiaobo still had a stiff upper hand, spouting wild threats even with death looming over him.
Naturally, Chu He wasn't about to coddle him. With a flick of his finger, a bolt of invisible Qi shot straight into Chang Xiaobo's lower abdomen. The next second, Chang Xiaobo let out a howl worthy of a slaughtered pig!
"Ah! Just kill me! If you've got the guts, kill—kill me!"
Chang Xiaobo felt as though his insides were being shredded by knives, truly experiencing what it meant to wish for death.
"Killing you is as easy as slaughtering a chicken. I want you to slowly die in extreme agony—enjoy your last few hours!"
"Demon... You're a demon!"
"Don't rush, Chang Hu will be down to keep you company soon, and perhaps the entire Chang Family along with him!" Chu He smiled coldly, a bizarre curve playing at the corners of his mouth.
Upon hearing this, Chang Xiaobo was overcome with rage and despair. With a spurt of blood, he slumped to the floor and passed out cold.
Thinking Chang Xiaobo was dead, Song Ni shook like a leaf, all the color drained from her face. With a warm trickle down her leg, she scared herself into wetting her pants!
Chu He turned to cast an icy glance at Song Ni and walked toward her step by step.
"Please... don't kill me!"
Treating Chu He like the Grim Reaper, Song Ni begged bitterly, "Chu He, if only for the sake of An Jie, spare my life, please!"
"Bitch!"
Snorting coldly, Chu He spoke with a murderous undertone: "I can give you one chance: go right now to An Jie's grave, kneel, and repent for three days and three nights. If you dare slack off, bear the consequences yourself!"
"Okay, I—I'll go right now!"
Gone was Song Ni's previous arrogance. Hearing that Chu He was willing to spare her, she scrambled away from the 4S store on all fours, not even caring about her 'darling' Chang Xiaobo anymore.
The employees in the 4S store were dumbfounded. Not only was this handsome guy loaded, but he was also ruthless!
Just then, the wail of police sirens sounded outside. The manager, seeing the situation spiral out of control, had secretly called the police.
When Chu He turned and saw the police officer walking in, his mood soured instantly!
Why was it this girl again?
The responding officer was none other than Han Tong, the one who had tried to put him in his place yesterday!
"What's going on here?"
Han Tong strode over with a face as dark as iron. She hadn't noticed Chu He yet, her eyes fixing only on Chang Xiaobo, who was groaning on the floor like a dead dog.
"Officer, you came just in time!"
Eager to suck up to Chang Xiaobo, the pretty female sales clerk pointed right at Chu He and cried out indignantly, "This man went on a rampage and beat people in our store! Arrest him right now!"
"It's you again?"
Han Tong turned her head. When she discovered that the assailant was Chu He, her pretty face instantly frosted over!
"Beauty, we meet again." Chu He flashed a grin.
"Hmph, I told you that you'd better not fall into my hands. Caught red-handed this time, aren't you?" Han Tong gritted her pearly white teeth and sneered, "Come back to the station with me. Let's see who can save you this time!"
"Tsk tsk, a good thing I called off the engagement. Otherwise, with a heartless woman like you, how could anyone live a normal life with you brought home?"
As soon as those words left his mouth, everyone present stared wide-eyed at Han Tong. She was Chu He's fiancee?!
"Bastard, what kind of nonsense are you spouting?!"
Han Tong's pretty face flushed red as she whipped a pair of handcuffs from her waist, making a move to slap them onto Chu He.
Right at that moment, a man's voice rang out across the lobby:
"Hold it!"
Following the sound, everyone looked over to see a tall, sharply dressed man in a tailored suit, with slicked-back hair, striding into the 4S store.
Recognizing the man's face, the manager scurried over on sycophantic feet and beamed, "Director Zhu, you're finally here!"
The newcomer was none other than the behind-the-scenes big boss of the 4S store, Zhu Jian.
"Who beat up my friend?"
Zhu Jian's voice was rough. He cast a glance down at Chang Xiaobo lying on the floor, then swept his sharp gaze over everyone present, completely unbothered by the presence of the police.
Since the Zhu Family was a top-tier family in Jiangzhou with formidable influence, and Zhu Jian himself was the head of the Zhu Family, he had every right to be arrogant!
However, when he caught sight of Chu He's handsome face, he couldn't help drawing a sharp breath—why was *this* person here?
Seeing Zhu Jian arrive, Chang Xiaobo temporarily forgot his pain, pointed at Chu He, and gritted his teeth, "It's this brat who beat me up. Old Zhu, do whatever you think is best!"
"Shut your mouth!"
Han Tong glared fiercely at Chang Xiaobo and barked, "The police will naturally handle the perpetrator. What do you think you're doing?"
"What I want to do is none of your business, you stinking bint! Who do you think you are, just a beat cop!"
Having already been brimming with fury, Chang Xiaobo lost his temper completely and roared back at Han Tong.
"Ballsy."
Chu He looked at Chang Xiaobo with amusement. To dare provoke the violent chick—Chang Xiaobo must have really grown tired of living.
Sure enough, hearing herself cursed at, Han Tong's face turned dark as ink in an instant.
"Say that again!"
Han Tong walked over to Chang Xiaobo, looked down at him from her height, and said in an icy voice.
"Say it to your sister! Do you even know who I am..."
*Bang!*
Without wasting words, Han Tong brought her foot down squarely on Chang Xiaobo's head. The back of his head slammed against the floor, knocking him out cold on the spot.
"Captain Han, this..."
"I accidentally stepped on him just now. What about it?"
With that, Han Tong turned and walked away. Reaching the door, she suddenly whipped her head around, glared fiercely at Chu He, and huffed petulantly, "Chu He, I'll let it slide this time, but you'd better watch yourself next time!"
"Such a violent chick."
Chu He shrugged and cast a sympathetic look at Chang Xiaobo, thinking to himself that out of everyone he could have provoked, he just had to pick Han Tong. Wasn't that courting death?
"Hello, Mr. Chu, we meet again!"
As soon as Han Tong left, Zhu Jian's attitude underwent a 180-degree reversal. He walked over to Chu He with a beaming smile and extended a hand in greeting.
"Do I know you?" Chu He looked skeptically at Zhu Jian.
"The day before yesterday at the Xu Family's wedding, this Zhu was fortunate enough to witness Mr. Chu's demeanor, and the memory remains fresh to this day!" Zhu Jian was smart—he didn't mention a single detail about the wedding itself.
Hearing this, Chu He had a sudden flash of realization. No wonder the man had said they met again.
"Does Mr. Chu wish to buy a car?" Zhu Jian took the initiative to ask.
"Director Zhu, Mr. Chu has purchased a top-trim X7 in full!" the manager said cautiously from the side.
In full?
Hearing this, Zhu Jian's eyes rolled as a smile immediately broke out. He said to Chu He, "So Mr. Chu fancies the X7. In that case, allow me to gift you one—what do you say, sir?"
Hearing that Zhu Jian wanted to gift a car to Chu He—and a luxury X7 worth over a million at that—everyone in the store was stunned!
Across all of Jiangzhou, there were probably very few people worthy of such a lavish gesture from Director Zhu.
After listening to Zhu Jian, Chu He gave him a deep, searching look before replying, "A reward is unearned unless one performs a service. Thank you for the kind offer, Director Zhu, but the car should be paid for at its proper price."
"Mr. Chu worries too much!"
Anticipating the refusal, Zhu Jian explained, "Actually, I had a friendship with your esteemed late father back in the day. When your family met with tragedy, I was unfortunately unable to offer a helping hand. Now that the old friend's son has returned to Jiangzhou, consider this car a small token of my sincerity. Please, Mr. Chu, you must accept it!"
"You had a personal friendship with my dad?" Chu He was taken aback.
"Indeed! Back then, Brother Chu and the old man of my family were thick as thieves!"
"I remember a few days before the accident, he stayed up talking the whole night with our old man, though I don't know what they discussed!"
At this point, Zhu Jian wore a look of sorrow, sighing, "It's a pity that Brother Chu died in his prime. He was supposed to become a pillar of Huaxia's technology sector!"
Hearing Zhu Jian's words, Chu He's heart stirred, and he quickly asked, "Director Zhu, you mentioned my father talked all night with the old master before the incident. Can you let me see the old master?"
"This... I'm afraid that won't do!"
Zhu Jian shook his head with a bitter smile. "Half a month ago, my father suddenly came down with a strange illness and has been bedridden ever since!"
"A strange illness?"
Chu He pondered for a moment before saying, "How about this: when I have some free time, I'll drop by your place to take a look. Hopefully, I can help the old master."
"You know medicine?"
"A little."
"That's wonderful! Mr. Chu, you really must accept this car then!" Zhu Jian beamed upon hearing this.
"Director Zhu, since you knew my father, just call me by my name or Little Chu."
"Very well!"
Riding the momentum, Zhu Jian said, "Little Chu, think of this car as a welcome gift from an elder. You can't turn that down, can you?"
"In that case, I'll accept it. Thank you, Director Zhu!"
"Think nothing of it, it's just a car!"
"By the way, tomorrow happens to be my wife's birthday. If you have the time, come over to my house for a drink?" Zhu Jian extended an invitation.
"Alright!"
Chu He was straightforward about it. Even if Zhu Jian hadn't brought it up, he would have looked for a chance to visit the Zhu Family anyway—he needed to have a proper chat with the old master.
"Director Zhu, then... what about this money..." Sister Zhang asked awkwardly, having no choice but to look to Zhu Jian for help.
"Naturally, waive it for Little Chu. Do I even need to spell that out?" Zhu Jian frowned.
"Right away!"
Sister Zhang turned and hurried off to handle the matter. Chu He and Zhu Jian exchanged phone numbers, and after receiving his temporary license plates, Chu He prepared to drive away.
Before leaving, Zhu Jian specifically called Chu He back and lowered his voice to say, "Little Chu, you must be careful of the Xu Family. They certainly won't sit around and wait for death!"
"The Xu Family?"
Chu He snorted coldly, his tone indifferent. "Mere ants. I'm deliberately letting them live a few more days."
Deliberately?
After a brief pause for thought, Zhu Jian understood.
So Chu He hadn't wiped them out completely on the day of the wedding because he was intentionally leaving the Xu Family time to let the mastermind behind the scenes surface. What a terrifying scheme this young man possessed!
"By the way, Director Zhu, you still need to train your employees properly. Having eyes higher than their eyebrows is no good!" Chu He glanced at the pretty female sales clerk, and with that, he drove off.
Watching the taillights of Chu He's departing car, Zhu Jian wore a complex expression as he muttered to himself:
"The skies of Jiangzhou are about to change."
"The good days of the Xu Family are probably coming to an end as well. Chu He, what on earth have you been through these past five years?"
Remembering that day at the wedding banquet, not only the Xu Family, but even martial arts families and military personnel had fallen at Chu He's hands, yet he remained completely unscathed to this day. This proved that the kid was far from ordinary; he must have an immensely powerful faction supporting him behind the scenes!
"Director Zhu, just who is this Mr. Chu anyway?" the manager stepped closer to ask out of curiosity.