My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 76 - Who is the Boss

76: Chapter 76 Who is the Boss

76 -76 Who is the Boss

“How do you plan to deal with me now?”

Su Xuan looked at Laoer, who was lying on the ground in so much pain he couldn’t even utter a word, his face filled with mockery.

“I…”

Pain made Laoer’s entire spirit collapse.

He only managed to say one word before passing out.

Shock, absolute shock.

Everyone looked at Su Xuan as if he were a monster, but these looks of astonishment soon turned to hostility.

In a detention center environment like this, there was only one way to avoid being bullied: to bully others.

This was the unwritten rule here.

Su Xuan had just arrived and was already acting so arrogantly, undoubtedly shaking the dominant status some people had established before.

“Kid, you just got here and you’ve already crippled my guy.

Aren’t you being too disrespectful?” A vicious-looking man standing a bit over 1.7 meters tall and fully tattooed touched the scorpion inked on his face as he stared at Su Xuan.

Su Xuan smiled faintly, as if what he had done was trivial, “Since I’ve already crippled him, what do you plan to do?”

“Wash my socks and underwear, scrub my feet for three days straight, and you’ll be the Second Commander.

Apart from me, you’ll have the final say here,” the man with the shoes posited what he believed to be a very generous offer.

In such a detention center filled with scum, those without money or backing, who could not stand up for themselves, often did work more laborious than ancient slaves and were frequently beaten without warning.

Apart from a few infamous underworld bosses or notorious wanted criminals, no matter who came in, the first thing that happened was getting beaten.

While everyone looked at Su Xuan with envy, he shook his head, “If you wash my underwear and help me wash my feet, I could also let you be the Second Commander.”

A flicker of anger passed across Scorpion Man’s face.

As a former professional assassin with no fewer than ten killings under his belt, he boasted of hereditary martial arts prowess.

It was because of this that he had become the No.9 Commander, a name that made people change color.

When conflicts arose among the detainees, more often than not, he played the role of a mediator, since almost everyone inside had committed one murder or another.

All were the type who would fight desperately without regard for their own lives.

If someone was really pushed to the brink, it was uncertain whose life would end first.

“So, you’re saying you don’t want to save face?” Scorpion Man subtly took a step back.

“If that’s what you call saving face, then it’s yours to keep.

But if you don’t want it, it seems you’ve already lost it long ago,” Su Xuan said contemptuously, not understanding how the man before him could speak so righteously of humiliating others.

Scorpion Man’s pupils contracted slightly as he signaled left and right, then suddenly roared: “Trash him!”

Whoosh!

In an instant, five or six big men who had taken an immediate dislike to Su Xuan rushed at him, seemingly determined to bury him in a sea of bodies.

In the cramped confines of the detention center, where you could touch the walls by just extending your arms, even a true martial arts master couldn’t fully utilize their skills—so the most effective strategy was to swarm the opponent.

Mostly repeat offenders, everyone assumed that Su Xuan was surely going to end up disabled, and whether he would survive depended on the whims of others.

To most of the death row inmates here, since they didn’t have much time left to live, they could hardly be expected to care about someone else’s life.

“All of you, get out of the way!

If you’ve got an issue, come at me.”

At that moment, a powerful shout rang out.

The frail man who had just been beaten up in the corner clenched his teeth and charged forward.

He clearly knew that it was because of him that Su Xuan had gotten into trouble, and even though he realized that going there would only get him beaten, his character wouldn’t allow him to just stand by and watch.

“It seems I didn’t help the wrong person this time,” a flicker of warmth crossed Su Xuan’s heart as he spoke, “You better rest up.

As for these weasels, I can handle them myself.”

“Stop bragging.

You helped me, and I’ll definitely help you.

There’s no way you could beat them by yourself…” The defiant man’s words were cut short as he suddenly stopped speaking, staring dumbfounded.

Because he heard “bang, bang, bang,” and then the big men who had rushed at Su Xuan appeared as if they had turned into helium-filled dolls, floating over his head and then crashing hard onto the ground.

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Several muffled sounds followed, as the six or seven big men piled up like Arhats, clutching their chests and groaning in pain, rolling on the floor, unable to recover for a while.

“You guys really can’t take a hit.

I was just starting to enjoy myself, and you’ve all gone down.

Hurry up and get up so I can knock you down again,” Su Xuan looked disappointed, as if he was itching for more action.

“Ah, please no!”

“Help, Boss, please spare us.”

…

The criminals who had appeared fierce and menacing were now like mice seeing a cat, all scurrying to the spot farthest from Su Xuan.

Especially those who had just been kicked away; they hadn’t even seen clearly how Su Xuan had made his move before being knocked down.

Even if they wanted to fight for their lives, they couldn’t find the chance.

Only one person, instead of moving forward, ran back and ended up beside Su Xuan, his face alight with excitement, “Boss, you’re truly incredible, please, I beg you, take me as your apprentice.”

“Not interested.” Su Xuan was focused on flirting with girls, why would he bother taking on an apprentice?

Especially since he considered the stealthy blow he had dealt to the Military God behind his back, he’d decided he would rather die than take on an apprentice.

The stubborn youth wasn’t discouraged, his eyes shifted cleverly as he voluntarily tidied up the most spacious and clean bed for Su Xuan, “Boss, my name is Wu Fei, you sleep here, and if there’s anything you need, just order me around.”

Su Xuan felt a trace of curiosity towards this Wu Fei, “Let me ask you, they beat you up just now and you weren’t willing to submit, how can you be willing to do anything now?”

Wu Fei looked down on those criminals with disdain, “They’re all scum, but you’re a master, not showing respect to a true expert would be too ignorant of me.”

“Oh!”

With that response, Su Xuan’s interest faded; he was just upset seeing someone bully the weak for no reason, and now his main concern was how he could get out of here as soon as possible.

Even though the detention center environment was heaven compared to the brutal conditions he’d experienced before.

But since returning to the city, he’d been spending every day among beautiful women, having grown accustomed to their company.

Now, facing this group of burly men, he felt as if he had entered Hell.

Only after Su Xuan lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest for a long while did those big men hiding in the corner cautiously approach, their faces showing careful apology.

“Boss, from now on, you’re the boss here, in this cell, you call the shots,” Scorpion Man said, bowing his head, not daring to look at Su Xuan.

The rest of the criminals nodded repeatedly; obviously, even speaking was a privilege they didn’t possess here.

“Forget it, I’m not interested in being the boss.

As long as you don’t disturb me or bully others at will, that’s enough,” Su Xuan then said.

Seeing that Su Xuan had no intention of pursuing the matter further, everyone breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Only Wu Fei remained discontent, incessantly chattering and pleading with Su Xuan to teach him Martial Arts.

“Boss, I’m begging you, just take me on, I’ll do anything for you.”

“I can also wash clothes and cook, and my cooking skills are very good; I can guarantee that you’ll eat and drink well every day.”

…

An hour later, Wu Fei’s throat was hoarse, but he was still talking non-stop.

Su Xuan felt like his head was about to explode listening to him.

If it was anyone else, he would have slapped them already, but he found it hard to do so to someone who was very polite and earnest in their pleading.

“Tell me, what’s in it for me if I teach you Martial Arts?” Su Xuan finally asked.

“Benefit?” Wu Fei quickly caught on that one couldn’t expect something for nothing and promptly considered what he could offer, “I could serve you in the future.”

“I don’t need your service; I only need beauties to serve me,” Su Xuan said, eyes unblinking, hoping Wu Fei would get the hint and give up.

“This…” Wu Fei thought for a moment then said through gritted teeth, “I can pay you tuition.”

Su Xuan perked up a bit, sitting up to ask, “How much money can you give me?”

“I’m still a student, and if I work part-time, I can earn a thousand a month.

Minus my living expenses, I can give you five hundred,” Wu Fei said, biting his lip.

“Five hundred?” Su Xuan nearly laughed out loud, “Forget it.

Someone once offered me fifty million to teach them Kung Fu, and I didn’t even glance at it.”

Wu Fei was completely dumbfounded.

If he had any backing, he wouldn’t have ended up here getting beaten up.

Finally, biting his lip, he thought of something he held most precious, “I have a sister who’s very beautiful; I can introduce her to you.”

“Really?”

Su Xuan’s interest was suddenly piqued, and he looked Wu Fei up and down, assessing his scrawny frame, before shaking his head, “Never mind.

Seeing you underdeveloped like this, I can’t imagine your sister’s development being much better.”

“No, it’s not like that; my sister is completely different from me.

She’s the school beauty, oh, her figure is superb, and she’s also very pretty, with a bunch of rich kids chasing after her every day,” Wu Fei said, scratching his head in desperation, eager to prove something.

“The school beauty?” Images of those enticing photos of girls in school uniforms from certain websites floated in Su Xuan’s mind.

He couldn’t help but be tempted, “Well, let me meet your sister first.

If she’s really what you say, I’ll consider taking you on as a lackey.”

Wu Fei was overjoyed, confident in his sister’s looks and figure.

No.

9 Detention Center fell into calm, but the noise outside was anything but.

The commotion was even greater than when they had first brought Su Xuan in.

“Captain Zhou, are you sure you want to keep this A-level fugitive in No.

9 Detention Center instead of in solitary confinement?” a special police officer in his thirties with a stern face asked, his brows deeply furrowed.