C190 Cards get the worst of it

When Ye Cheng drove Mu Lingdie back from the bank, he saw ten bodyguards standing in the parking lot of the golf course, including the bald Chen Wu. He took a quick glance but didn't pay much attention to it.

After spending a bit of effort to get the three hundred thousand, Mu Lingdie was in a good mood, and she started to talk a lot.

When Ye Cheng parked his car and got off, the bodyguards all surrounded him.

Mu Lingdie asked in alarm, "What do you want to do? Could it be that he wants to snatch back Song Liangjun's money? "

The bald Chen Wu hurriedly said, "Don't misunderstand, Master Song still doesn't place that three million yuan in his eyes."

"Then what do you want to do? You want to help Song Liangjun regain face? " Mu Lingdie was eager to give it a try, hoping that these people would come looking for trouble.

One of them, a slightly taller and stronger bodyguard said, "You guys have completely misunderstood us. We came here just to discuss business with Ye Cheng."

Ye Cheng asked in doubt, "What business?"

The tall bodyguard took out a cheque from his pocket and handed it over to Ye Cheng with both hands. "This is Sir Lin's cheque for a million yuan. As long as you give me Miss Lin's name card, this cheque will be yours."

Ye Cheng suddenly realized something and said with a smile, "You want to use one million to buy Miss Lin's name card?"

The tall bodyguard nodded and said, "That's right, one name card for one million. I don't think you will reject this business deal!"

"A single name card is worth a million. No matter what, it's still worth a lot. Director Ye, hurry up and sell it!" Mu Lingdie did her best to encourage him, but she did not forget to smile when she saw the money, "Boss Ye, remember to give me three hundred thousand after you sell it."

"Long hair, short vision!" Ye Cheng curled his lips. Zhou Jiayin's name card was worth no more than a few dozen yuan, but it was worth more than a mere one million yuan in the hands of the East Sea's Fourth Young Master and the others.

He didn't have the slightest intention of accepting the cheque. Smiling, he said, "Isn't the price of one million from the dignified Fourth Young Master of the Eastsea City a little too low?"

Mu Lingdie had just thought that Ye Cheng was too stupid, she had already given his a 1 million RMB card, but when he heard this, his eyes immediately lit up. He secretly praised Ye Cheng for being too smart, there was no need to ask for a higher price. She couldn't help but think: If the business card could be sold for a higher price, would I be able to get more points?

The tall bodyguard was displeased and said coldly, "Brat, with so much money, aren't you afraid of getting in your way?"

Ye Cheng laughed and said, "Who cares about the money? The more the better."

The bald Chen Wu coldly said, "To tell you the truth, the name card in your hand is wanted by the four young masters of Eastsea City. If you are wise and hand it over, you will receive one million, otherwise you won't be able to get even a single cent."

When he was quickly knocked down by Ye Cheng on the golf course, bald Chen Wu had been holding back his anger. Instead, he hoped that Ye Cheng could be a little more tough and work with these bodyguards to deal with Ye Cheng. At the same time, he wanted to help Song Liangjun teach this fella a lesson.

Ye Cheng said firmly, "If you want Miss Lin's name card, then use the money to talk. Only at a price that makes my heart beat fast will I sell it. Otherwise, even if it's the fourteenth young master of Eastsea City, it would still be useless." He had no intention of selling Zhou Jiayi's business card, no matter how expensive it was.

The tall bodyguard did not expect Ye Cheng to not give any face to the East Sea's Fourth Young Master. He said sinisterly, "Then, you're saying that we will not sell it for one million?"

Ye Cheng said without any hesitation, "Of course not. If you want a name card, just give me a hundred million."

The bald Chen Wu's eyes flashed with a cold light, "You really dare to ask too much. Aren't you afraid that you'll lose your life when you get one hundred million?" He was no pushover. Before he became a personal bodyguard, he had been in jail for fighting.

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "There's no need for you all to worry about that."

The tall bodyguard's face also darkened, and he returned the cheque in his hand to his pocket. "I advise you to be smart. The Four Young Masters of Eastsea City are not people you can afford to offend. If you want to survive in Eastsea City peacefully, hand over your name card obediently."

Ye Cheng looked at him mockingly and said, "What if I don't hand it over?"

The bald Chen Wu coldly stared at Ye Cheng and said with a cold expression, "Then you are going to go against the Fourth Young Master of the Eastern Sea Region. We will force you to hand it over."

Ye Cheng said fearlessly, "Then I want to see how you will force me to hand it over!"

"Don't think that you can be so arrogant just because you're powerful. I don't believe that you alone can beat all of us." The tall bodyguard looked around, and everyone understood his words, so they all walked towards Ye Cheng.

"You want to fight? Bring me along!" Mu Lingdie was afraid that she would lose out again, so she quickly stood next to Ye Cheng with her back to back.

How could Ye Cheng possibly look down on these bodyguards? He calmly said, "If you want to fight, then don't talk so much nonsense. Hurry up and attack together. Don't waste everyone's time."

These bodyguards had all seen Ye Cheng's actions before and they were all incredibly quick. They knew that whoever was the first to charge forward would only get beaten up, so no one was willing to take the initiative. The bald Chen Wu could not hold it in any longer and shouted, "Attack!"

Following the shout, Ye Chen made the first move and kicked towards Ye Cheng's lower abdomen. Ye Cheng dodged the attack slightly, but at the same time, he swung his fist at the bald Chen Wu, hitting him three inches from the outside of his knee.

The bald Chen Wu felt as if he had been struck in a nerve. One of his legs was in excruciating pain, unable to support his body. His leg bent and he fell to the ground, unable to get up.

This time, Ye Cheng did not hold back and punched the bald Chen Wu's acupoint. Once this acupoint was hit, his lower limbs would become numb and he would not be able to stand up for a while.

After the bald Chen Wu made his move, the other bodyguards also swarmed forward. They didn't want to make things difficult for Mu Lingdie, so they all attacked Ye Cheng. However, Mu Lingdie would not wait to be attacked. She swung her beautiful legs and kicked the two bodyguards in a row.

After hitting the bald Chen Wu with one fist, Ye Cheng suddenly rushed forward and grabbed the two incoming fists. His shoulders sunk, and he borrowed the momentum from his charge to ram into the chests of the two bodyguards.

At this time, he suddenly felt a vicious wind behind him. He quickly bent down and a thick leg swept over his head. It was the attack of the tall bodyguard. Without waiting for the guard's leg to land on the ground, Ye Cheng jumped up and extended his hands to grab onto the bodyguard's calves with an eagle claw like speed. He exerted a little strength and swung the bodyguard like a windmill.

Miserable screams sounded one after another. The four bodyguards who had surrounded them earlier were not in a hurry to dodge. They were all knocked over and fell to the ground. Before the four of them could get up, Ye Cheng swung his bodyguard around and used him as a meat bat to smash them.

"Fuck you!" Ye Cheng suddenly let go of the tall bodyguard and he was flung away, smashing onto the body of the bald Chen Wu.

At this moment, Mu Lingdie had also knocked down two of her bodyguards. She turned around to see the wails on the floor, and said in a very unsatisfied tone, "Ye Cheng, can you be slower next time we fight? Leave a few more bodyguards for me.

Ye Cheng clapped his hands and said, "You can only blame yourself for being too slow. Go home and practice more!" "How about you acknowledge me as your master and I will guide you. I promise to double your agility and agility."

When Mu Lingdie saw a bodyguard struggling to stand up, she quickly stepped forward and kicked him to the ground. She then looked at Ye Cheng with disdain and said, "With your little tricks, you still want to be my master? I think I should be your master."

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "Then if there is a fight in the future, I won't even let you have the chance to fight."

"If you get beaten again in the future, I won't help you." Mu Lingdie was not done yet. Seeing who wanted to stand up, she immediately went over and gave him a ruthless kick.

On the golf course, Lin Tianjiao looked in the direction of the entrance, thinking to himself that the bodyguards had already been gone for quite some time, why hadn't they done so yet? As far as he was concerned, giving Ye Cheng one million gold was akin to pasting gold on his face. He had no choice but to hand over Zhou Jiayin's name card.

Song Liangjun was utterly humiliated by Ye Cheng, especially in front of Zhou Jiailin. His lungs were about to burst from anger, and he had lost all interest in playing golf. He gloomily followed behind everyone.

Su Mingxuan purposely slowed down his pace to keep some distance from Zhou Jiayin and the others. He pulled Song Liangjun away and said in a low voice, "Young master Song, you've completely lost face in front of Miss Lin and Miss Qiao today."

Song Liangjun was even more unhappy as he said unhappily: "Prince Su, stop laughing at me."

"I didn't mean to be a joke!" Su Mingxuan pretended to be angry as he said, "That Ye Cheng is really infuriating. He knew very well that he was good at football, but he still made a bet with you. I think he's just playing with you."

Song Liangjun gritted his teeth and said, "I must get my revenge!"

Su Mingxuan fanned the flames and said, "That is a must, otherwise, who would you, Young Master Song, have become to allow others to take advantage of you? Which one of us, the Fourth Young Master of the East Sea, is easy to mess with? " He cursed in his heart. Song Liangjun was such a fool, he couldn't even take care of a small bodyguard.

Song Liangjun was silent again. He thought about how he should get his revenge.

Su Mingxuan then said, "Young Master Song, didn't you say that Ye Cheng couldn't see tomorrow's sun? Did you think of a way to take care of him?"

"That's easy to deal with, find someone to teach him a lesson." Last night, Song Liangjun revealed a murderous look. He was just angry for a moment, but he didn't dare to do that after he calmed down. With Ye Cheng's death, if he was the one who ordered them to do it, they would be finished for the rest of their lives. He would not risk his life to exchange with Ye Cheng.

Su Mingxuan could see the misgivings in Song Liangjun's heart. He muttered, "Find someone to beat him up. At most, we'll beat him half to death. Then, he'll still see tomorrow's sun."

Song Liangjun's heart was moved, "Then what better way does Young Noble Su have?"

"I do have a way, and I don't need you to do it yourself. Even if anything happens, it has nothing to do with you, Young Master Song. Let's see if you dare or not." Su Mingxuan did not forget to continue fanning the flames as he said, "If it were me, I would do everything in my power to prevent him from seeing tomorrow's sun."

Song Liangjun's eyes lit up. He asked in an extremely low voice, "What method is it exactly? I would like to hear more about it."

Su Mingxuan smiled and said, "I'll tell you a very interesting website later. Go take a look yourself."