Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 611 - 621 Hypocrite

Watching the betel nut girl next door greet him, Ye Ling simply waved his hand, indicating he wasn't fond of the taste of betel nuts, so there was no question of authenticity for him.

However, Ye Ling still wandered through a few stalls and arrived at the most famous night market street in Baowan. If he didn't try some of the famous snacks, wouldn't he be doing himself a disservice?

Oyster pancake, coffin bread, big sausages, ginger duck...

After sampling these quintessential Baowan snacks, Ye Ling couldn't help nodding in approval. He concluded that those inland vendors who sold snacks under the guise of 'Baowan specialty' were all damn frauds.

The flavors were completely different. Fortunately, Ye Ling had come to Baowan, otherwise those imposters would have tainted the reputation of Baowan snacks in his heart.

Ye Ling was still holding a few snacks in his hand, eating as he strolled slowly down the street, taking in the local scenery and sentiment.

Suddenly, Ye Ling spotted a group of grey-haired old men playing traditional chess on the roadside and couldn't resist walking over out of interest.

Playing chess can be seen everywhere in the inland, but in Baowan, such a sight was quite rare.

The chessboard was placed at the entrance of a snack shop, which was empty. The old men were playing chess enthusiastically, deeply engrossed in the game.

Ye Ling was so drawn by these old men that he stopped to watch their game.

Half an hour later, Ye Ling sat down in front of an old man dressed in a Tang suit and chuckled. Holding a handful of red pieces, he began to make his moves on the chessboard.

Around Ye Ling, several old men were puffing up their beards and glaring at him. Did this guy not know the idiom 'silence is golden' when observing a game?

Continuously suggesting moves, he eventually got the old men to give up their seats grudgingly with a "fine, have it your way, I won't play anymore."

In other aspects, Ye Ling might be alright, but when it came to chess, his character wasn't exactly commendable. His incessant babble could drive one crazy.

The old men, grinding their teeth whenever they saw Ye Ling, hadn't met such an annoying youngster in days. It made them so agitated that they decided to just go home and watch TV.

Eventually, all the old men left except for Ye Ling and the man opposite him, known as Old Wang.

The two played a close game, each move made after careful consideration, especially Ye Ling, who was fierce in attack yet crafty in defense.

"Kid, if you had any fur on you, you'd be the spitting image of a monkey king. Come on, let's have another round. This old man refuses to believe he can't beat a brat like you."

Old Wang said through clenched teeth, clearly unwilling to accept his defeat. Ye Ling nodded, ready to battle once more.

The two started another game—and it was exhilarating. Just as Ye Ling and Old Wang were fully engrossed, a hand suddenly slammed down hard on the chessboard.

"Old man! It's time to pay up the protection money for your shop. If you don't pay up, I'll burn your place down!"

Ye Ling looked up, his face darkening as he saw a skinny guy in wooden clogs, shouting loudly, followed by several thugs wearing tank tops emblazoned with dragons.

"You bloody well ruined my chess game, did you know that?"

Ye Ling growled through gritted teeth. Damn it, he was right in the thick of it. Did this guy realize with one slap he had completely killed his mood?

The man in wooden clogs was taken aback, then burst into loud laughter, slapping Ye Ling's cheek with a smack: "So what if I messed up your chess game?"

"Hurry up and pay the goddamn money, or I'm not just smashing the board, but the shop and the people too!"

Before he could finish his threat, all he saw was a fist smashing viciously into his nose, a burst of painful pleasure. He clutched at his nose, retreating several steps.

"Smash the shop, smash people? I'll smash your mom, get the hell out of here!"

Ye Ling snapped, striding forward with heavy steps, thump thump, two more punches slammed into the guy's stomach, who then went down with a thud, the one wearing wooden clogs collapsing straight onto the ground.

"Kid! Do you know who he is? He's Huo Long bro, you looking to die or what? Get on your knees and apologize to Huo Long bro right now, or I'll chop up your whole family!"

Behind this so-called Huo Long bro, a thug instantly flew into a rage, but Ye Ling just sneered, "Huo Long bro? I damn well know the Huo Long fruit!"

With a crack, Ye Ling's fist smashed into the nose of the loudmouth, blood gushing from the crushed nostrils, a scene that left everyone stunned.

Hey hey, what's wrong with you, why aren't you following the script, you should be kneeling and apologizing, do you even know the reputation of Huo Long bro?

"Kid, you're done for, I'm telling you, I'm a double-red-stick brother from the Four Seas Gang, you're damn well courting death, just wait until I call for backup!"

Huo Long bro howled in pain and then, with a wave of one hand, a firework soared into the sky, bursting mid-air into a large "Help" character.

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"Oh, firing a Cloud-Piercing Arrow, expecting a whole army to come to your rescue? Trying to play that game with me?"

Ye Ling burst into laughter, thinking, do you really think this is a movie? With a swift kick, he sent Huo Long bro flying, and those guys behind attempted to catch him but were instead bowled over by the momentum.

"Just you wait, hey hey, you just wait, if you have the guts to leave, then you're my grandson!"

These fellows scrambled up from the ground and ran off, while Ye Ling scoffed with disdain, the Four Seas Gang, quite the coincidence, that's exactly who I came looking for!

Turning around, Ye Ling gave a bow to Old Wang: "Elder, sorry for causing you some trouble, but I'll sort it out before I leave."

"Young man, you look like you're from the mainland. Do you know what the Four Seas Gang means here in Baowan?"

Old Wang gave a slight smile, squatting down to pick up the chessboard and the scattered pieces, then gestured to a chair, inviting Ye Ling to sit down.

Ye Ling just shrugged his shoulders, what else could it mean? Just another underworld force. As for him, they were less significant than grasshoppers, which at least counted as meat.

"The Four Seas Gang's leader is considered the top dog of Baowan's underworld, you should know what that represents."

"So, saying you've caused a big problem is quite accurate," Old Wang said with a smile, but Ye Ling was somewhat puzzled. Hey, by that logic, shouldn't you be afraid too? How can you laugh so heartlessly?

No, no, this Old Wang, doesn't seem like an ordinary person at all, where there is something unusual, there has to be a demon at play.

"No big deal, disturbing our game deserves punishment, as for the trouble, well, I'm not too bothered by it, but it seems I've caused you some distress, Elder."

Nevertheless, Old Wang shook his head: "Trouble? Those who collect protection money, if you really think about it, I'm actually their ancestor."