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Chapter 38 - 38: What counts as an old grudge? Just kill it!



Chapter 38 - 38: What counts as an old grudge? Just kill it!

Chapter 38: Chapter 38: What counts as an old grudge? Just kill it!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Back when Xue An was in junior high in the town, this Jie Hu relied on his family’s influence to become the boss in school.

Because Xue An had good grades and no family, Jie Hu often picked on him and bullied him.

Later, when Xue An left Qingmang Town, rumors had it that Jie Hu was expelled from school for raping a girl.

This person is the typical scum of society.

Now, he seems to be prospering against all odds.

Xue Lan said with some worry, “Jie Hu has more than once threatened that whoever dares to interfere with this matter will be killed, the people in town are all scared of him, and no one dares to step forward!”

Xue An nodded, “Lan, thank you!”

Xue Lan shook her head, “Big brother An, don’t blame my parents, they are also scared!”

Xue An smiled faintly, and then looked down at Xue Xiang and Nian Nian,

“Let’s go, Daddy will take you to the hotel we just saw for a meal!”

Upon hearing this, Xue Lan became anxious, “Big brother An, please don’t be impulsive, Jie Hu is now really powerful, I heard he has a lot of thugs under him, you…” Xue An smiled lightly and asked back, “Lan, have you eaten yet?”

“Me? Not yet…”

“Then, let’s go together!”

Xue Lan wanted to say something, but when she saw Xue An’s indifferent eyes, she couldn’t say anything.

Xue Lan felt that the gentle and shy big brother An from her memories had suddenly become very unfamiliar.

Especially those eyes, deep and abyssal, they seemed like two unfathomably dark pools that were intimidating to look upon.

Xue An arrived at the entrance of the Yue Lai Hotel.

The decorations weren’t bad, but the place was filled with the vulgar air of the streets.

Xue An walked in expressionlessly, followed by two little girls and a restrained

Xue Lan.

Because the location was excellent and Qingmang Town had a large flow of people, all the facilities here were no different from those in the city.

The lobby also had a manager and waitstaff. As Xue An walked in, a waiter approached.

“Sir, would you like to dine?” Xue An nodded.

“Then please, this way!”

Xue An didn’t move but asked indifferently, “Is Jie Hu here?”

The waiter’s smile gradually faded.

“You’re asking about our boss?”

“Hmm!”

“Then may I ask what you need?”

“Just some old debts that I intend to settle with him!”

The waiter signaled to some others, and soon about a dozen burly security guards approached and surrounded Xue An.

“Kid, if you leave now, I can overlook this,” the lobby manager said, coming over with a cold sneer.

Xue An suddenly smiled, “Xiang Xiang, Nian Nian, should Daddy perform another magic trick for you?”

“Yes, yes!”

The lobby manager sneered, “Stop playing tricks, beat him up!”

The security guards rushed forward only to find Xue An standing with his hands behind his back, merely lowering his eyes and uttering softly, “Kneel!”

And they all knelt on the ground in unison.

“Daddy, why did they all kneel down?” Xue Xiang asked.

“Maybe they thought it was too tiring to talk standing up, kneeling might be more comfortable!”

The explanation was simply perfect.

At least Xue Xiang and Nian Nian believed it.

The lobby manager, however, was on the verge of tears.

Xue An walked over to him and said indifferently, “Now, I’ll ask you one more time, where is Jie Hu?”

The lobby manager clenched his teeth, “When our boss comes back, he will definitely not let you go! You just wait!”

Xue An smiled slightly, “Alright! I’ll wait!”

With those words, Xue An patted the lobby manager on the shoulder.

Crack.

The shoulder shattered under Xue An’s pat, and the lobby manager cried out in pain. Xue An said, “Quiet!”

The lobby manager couldn’t make a sound anymore, sweating profusely from pain yet could only look at Xue An with eyes full of despair!

“Prepare the meal, we’ll eat while we wait.” Xue An told the trembling female waitstaff in the distance.

Soon, the table was set up in the lobby.

The dishes were plentiful, and the two little girls ate heartily without a care in the world.

Xue Lan, however, found it difficult to swallow.

After all, kneeling on the ground were those who usually strutted arrogantly around the town!

Xue An ate a few bites, then began to serve himself drinks.

The alcohol was indeed good—wild fruit wine specially produced from Mount Qingmang.

It had a taste of childhood.

And everyone looked at this table with complex eyes.

Many people hid in the distance, gossiping, looking at Xue An as if they were looking at a dead man.

“When Big Boss Jie comes back, there’s likely to be bloodshed!” “No kidding! This guy is so arrogant, doesn’t he know where he is?”

These whispers only made Xue Lan more afraid.

“Big Brother An, shall we leave first?” “Leave? Why should we leave?”

“When Jie Hu comes back…”

Xue An smiled faintly, “I’m waiting for him!”

As soon as the words fell, footsteps came from outside, followed by Jie Hu’s voice, nearly sycophantic, “Miss Chen, this way please!” When the group entered the lobby, they were stunned.

Because the scene before them was truly inconceivable.

More than a dozen burly men, kneeling upright on the ground.

And to the side, there was a table with a man, a woman, and two children eating.

“What’s going on here?” Jie Hu’s eyes instantly turned frosty.

Today, he had gone to great lengths to finally invite this distinguished guest from Zhongdu to his hotel.

And now, this scene made him feel he had lost face.

“Boss, it’s all because of this guy. I don’t know what trick he used, making us kneel here, unable to get up!” a security team captain yelled.

Jie Hu’s face darkened as he looked at Xue An, who was serving himself drinks, and said ominously, “Who’s this brat? You know where you are? Daring to stir up trouble here, are you tired of living?”

Xue An put down his wine cup and lifted his eyes to look at Jie Hu.

“Isn’t this… the old Xue Family house?”

At these words, Jie Hu’s expression changed drastically, then he glared at Xue

“You… you are…”

And at this moment, the woman standing next to Jie Hu said coldly, “Manager Jie, it seems you have some other issues here?”

Jie Hu quickly put on a fawning smile.

“No issues, no issues, just some minor matters. I’ll take care of it right away!”

Then he turned to Xue An, sneering, “Xue An, I didn’t expect you to still be alive! What’s up? Looking for me for something?”

Xue An leaned back in his chair, looking at Jie Hu who was acting like a nouveau riche and suddenly asked, “Initially, I wanted to settle an old score with you!”

Jie Hu, with a cold countenance, said, “Settle a score?”

Xue An smiled, “But now, I’ve changed my mind! What old score? Killing is simpler!”

“What did you say? Kill? Just by yourself? Haha!” Jie Hu looked utterly contemptuous.

His impression of Xue An was still that of the gentle youth from their school days.

At that moment, Xue An raised his wine cup towards Jie Hu, “Wish you a smooth journey!”

“A smooth your mother…”

Before his words ended, Xue An had already rushed in front of him, grabbed his throat, and lifted him into the air.

Of course, all of this Xue An had shielded from view to ensure it was not seen by his two precious daughters.

All this happened very quickly—Jie Hu’s face turned purple as he choked, his hands and feet flailing in agony.

Xue An turned to the woman beside him and smiled slightly, “Sorry, are you his friend?”

The woman was not afraid at all, but rather watched Xue An with interest,

“Good, then—I’ll see him off!”

After speaking, Xue An applied a slight pressure on his hand, and there was a cracking sound.

Jie Hu’s neck was broken by his formidable grip.

Until his death, Jie Hu had not expected that Xue An would truly dare to kill him.

So until the end, Jie Hu’s eyes were filled with disbelief and…. thick regret!

Thank you for your understanding.


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