Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Chapter 1851 - 1020: Retribution



Chapter 1851 - 1020: Retribution

When Boss Ma stormed into Room 666 with his entourage, the first thing he saw was Jiang Ning leisurely sipping tea.

Ma Jiale felt like he’d seen a savior, his eyes flashed, and he quickly bolted to his father’s side.

He first scrutinized the strong uncles, especially the electric batons hidden behind their backs.

Ma Jiale finally felt at ease, and he spoke with hatred: "Dad, arrest him!"

He glared at Jiang Ning, eyes ablaze, wishing he could tear him apart alive.

The humiliation earlier had made him lose face.

Jiang Ning, holding his teacup, said to Xue Chuchu behind him: "Doesn’t he act like a cur relying on someone’s power?"

Xue Chuchu pursed her lips, her fingers clenched tightly, slightly nervous.

She was only in her teens, and in her impression, once adults were involved, the whole situation changed drastically.

Boss Ma appeared indifferent, even when he noticed the boy bleeding against the wall, his expression remained largely unchanged.

Over the years, from running sand pits to later doing foreign trade, establishing factories, and investing in hotels, he had weathered many storms.

It’s no exaggeration to say, he had experienced having a knife held to his throat.

Boss Ma glanced at Jiang Ning and said: "Whatever the matter is, you should at least let me know. I have some standing in Hu Miao Town."

Jiang Ning calmly put down his teacup, shifting his gaze: "Standing? You’re worthy of that?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Boss Ma’s face turned ugly, and the atmosphere in the room instantly became tense.

Xue Chuchu took a deep breath and said: "Boss Ma, my mom is Hua Fengmei, do you remember her? She used to work at your factory, there’s eight hundred..."

She got to this point when Jiang Ning suddenly interrupted: "There are eight hundred thousand in wages unpaid, yes, that’s with interest, today you owe me one million eight hundred and eighty thousand."

Boss Ma found the statement absurd, simply unbelievable.

He laughed instead of getting angry: "I only owe her mom eight hundred yuan, and now it’s become one million eight hundred and eighty thousand?"

Xue Chuchu’s eyes focused, unable to help but say: "So you do remember?"

She vividly recalled her mom bringing her over several times to ask for the money, with Boss Ma arrogantly declaring, ’Who owes you money? You must be mistaken, security, throw them out!’

Boss Ma, despite being exposed, didn’t mind. Looking at the dent in the wall, he casually said: "All the materials for this hotel were top-notch, you’ve damaged this wall."

"I won’t ask for much, eighteen thousand from your parents, and I’ll let you go."

While speaking, two strong men holding electric batons closed in from two directions.

"Interesting."

Jiang Ning rose from his chair, picking up the teapot and pouring it into an ashtray filled with cigarette butts:

"Alright, if you don’t want to repay, I’ll give you two choices: either drink this cup of tea or kowtow with ten loud bangs."

Boss Ma roared: "Grab him!"

The strong men swung the electric batons harshly towards Jiang Ning’s arm.

Ma Jiale’s face showed cruelty, remembering how his uncles dealt with rowdy drunks at the restaurant, one hit would knock them down twitching.

"Hit him!" He ordered the boys around him.

He widened his eyes, eager to see the scene, but then his view blurred, and he only heard several sounds akin to bowstrings snapping, "bang bang bang."

The next moment, several figures were sent flying, crashing into the wall, and fell to the ground, bodies twitching unnaturally.

Following up, Ma Jiale’s view blurred again as Jiang Ning suddenly appeared.

Ma Jiale’s neck tightened, suddenly realizing his feet were off the ground, he was grabbed.

Jiang Ning twisted Ma Jiale’s neck and tossed him, smashing into other rushing henchmen, sending them flying.

The scene changed so rapidly, in just a few seconds, Boss Ma’s entourage was obliterated.

Boss Ma looked like he’d seen a ghost.

He had been through many years in the business and had met tough fighters, but even a tiger behaves with an electric baton!

Jiang Ning didn’t even glance at the people on the floor, already back in his chair, as if his slick moves were mere illusions.

He picked up a bamboo skewer, gently cleaning his nails: "Boss Ma, pay up or drink tea and kowtow?"

Xue Chuchu’s eyes were frozen. She initially thought the scene would be intensely fierce, but it ended too swiftly.

She stared at Jiang Ning, unable to believe, ’What kind of secrets does he hold?’

Xue Chuchu’s years of education led her to doubt her perceptions.

Boss Ma looked at the bamboo skewer in Jiang Ning’s hand, his face twitching. He knew there was a type of torture, piercing the flesh beneath the nails with bamboo skewers, one by one.

The pain of that was beyond what the average person could bear.

But one million eight hundred eighty thousand, he really didn’t want to give it. Although he had money, more than a million in cash was no small sum!

Those who have genuinely earned, cherish their money.

But he dared not gamble on whether the opponent would resort to measures.

Boss Ma secretly glanced at the suite door behind him, run? With the opponent’s skills, he wouldn’t get far, and his son was also in the room!

Better to transfer the money first, then find a chance for payback and send this kid to jail!

Jiang Ning glanced at him.

Boss Ma felt a chill in his heart, as if his schemes had been seen through, leaving him terrified!

Jiang Ning’s words floated over: "I advise Boss Ma to refrain from any crooked thoughts. If I suddenly get in a bad mood, I might just destroy your whole family."

Boss Ma only felt a tingling on his scalp!

Yes, even if he could put the other party in jail, what if something unexpected happens along the way? With this person’s recklessness, what if he comes and wipes out my whole family?

Boss Ma didn’t want to give up the money, but he also wanted to keep his life.

He looked around and found that all his brothers were down, his son and the people his son brought were also down, and no one was paying attention to him.

He forced a smile: "Young man, if I admit my mistakes, are you really willing to let this go?"

Jiang Ning lifted his eyelids: "Sure."

Boss Ma gritted his teeth, grabbed the ashtray on the table, and looked at the yellowed tea water inside, along with the cigarette butts and ash either sinking or floating. It made him nauseous.

Boss Ma closed his eyes and took a gulp.

The bitter tea and cigarette butts mixed into his mouth, and the human body’s instinctive reaction made Boss Ma spit it out immediately, retching continuously, tears streaming down.

Xue Chuchu watched this scene, feeling incredulous. She still remembered how humble she and her mother had to be when they went to ask for wages.

But now, the roles had reversed.

Boss Ma retched for a while, then looked at the ashtray with more than half of the dirty tea left. He really couldn’t stand it!

Having been accustomed to a life of ease for so many years, having fish and meat every day, it was unbearable.

Boss Ma coughed twice, taking several deep breaths: "Young man, can I choose to kowtow?"

Jiang Ning: "You can."

Boss Ma thought about it; since all his men and his son were knocked out, it wasn’t embarrassing!

His knees went weak, and he knelt in the direction of Jiang Ning and Xue Chuchu.

The extreme contrast between past and present manifested in Xue Chuchu’s mind, making her feel dazed.

Boss Ma was considered ruthless. He kowtowed five times in one breath, and just as he was about to make the sixth, he inadvertently looked up.

He happened to see Jiang Ning recording with his phone.

Boss Ma was stunned, then accused, "How can you record?"

Jiang Ning looked calm and composed: "Did I say you couldn’t? Keep kowtowing, later I’ll show the Hu Temple People Boss Ma’s elegance."

Upon hearing this, Boss Ma exhibited great anger and dissatisfaction.

Xue Chuchu whispered, "How could you owe wages?"

Boss Ma was angry for a moment, but ultimately he resigned with defeat.

Money is important, but compared to true dignity, it falls short. If people saw the video of him kowtowing, even his business might be affected.

Boss Ma completely gave in: "I’ll give you the money."

Jiang Ning clicked his tongue in wonder: "Boss Ma really knows how to make decisions."

The previous experience was thrilling, yet Xue Chuchu, for some reason, found it somewhat humorous.

Her clear eyes met Jiang Ning’s, as if asking, ’How did you come up with such a method?’

Jiang Ning smiled but said nothing, learned from Director Wang of the security department at Fourth Middle School.

...

Jiang Ning walked out of the banquet hall, carrying a heavy black bag in his hand.

Boss Ma had a safe installed in the banquet hall. He had eighty thousand in cash and took some gold bars to barely scrape together one hundred eighty-eight thousand yuan.

Xue Chuchu moved her gaze from the black bag, her eyes complex. She had guessed many ways the situation could resolve, never expecting it to end like this.

He had used the most brutal way to completely trample on the rules.

Just as he said before, beat all the grudging ones to death.

Xue Chuchu rode her electric bike, taking Jiang Ning away from the banquet hall, heading toward Xue Xiaozhuang.

Confusion emanated from her brow and eyes.

Things that seemed impossible in youth were easily resolved today by Jiang Ning, suggesting a peculiar sense of redemption.

’No wonder Tongtong became so unreasonable around him...’

She held the handlebars, her mind full of thoughts.

Suddenly, without warning, a faint tickle came from her waist.

It wasn’t the wind or the friction of clothing but carried a warm touch.

It was Jiang Ning’s fingers!

The next second, those hands gently aligned, covering Xue Chuchu’s slender waist.

"Ah?" A short gasp escaped, Xue Chuchu’s body stiffened, all sensations focused on her waist, she could clearly feel the shape of the palms.

Xue Chuchu’s eyes widened suddenly, eyelashes gently trembling, her face blushed to her earlobes.

She wanted to resist, to speak, to stop it, but all the panic, in the end, turned into a sigh:

’He saved me, now it’s my turn to save him.’


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