SUPER SOLDIER KING

Ye Qian smiled devilishly, and his eyes seemed to burst with blood-thirst as he walked forward.

The Zeng Da Fu had not realise that a great calamity was looming, and he was still enjoying the comforts of the girl who was serving him. In Shan Xi, he was quite a well-known person. At his youth, he didn’t study much and spent all his time fooling around outside, which deeply enraged his father while he was still alive. He later managed coal mines, and was able to find great fortunate a few years after. His own house itself cost several hundred millions. There were people richer than him, but he was well off compared to most people. The bosses of the Shan Xi coal mines had lately all been betting and speculation on the real estate of larger cities. Although he only had a bit of knowledge on real estate, he felt that since he held some wealth there was some opportunity for him there. This pushed him to vigorously become a member of the real estate group

This residential apartment was made for him to support one of his mistresses. Since he became wealthy, his faded old wife’s face has started to feel annoying. In no way did she resemble his mistress, not only because the mistress was young and beautiful, but also because she was a college student. He even covered for her university fees himself. He wondered: How could I have self-respect doing this? So what if I’m not a cultured person, anything was fine as long as I had my wealth. Yesterday proved this train of thought right. In the airport, he had beaten up an old man picking up trash. He ended up in a police station to make a statement, but all he had to do was to pay 2,000 RMB, which was just a single strand of hair from nine oxen (TL: a drop of water from the ocean, talking about his wealth).

Ye Qian knocked on the door. Zeng Da Fu’s annoyed voice immediately rang out, “Who is it?” A string of insult followed this. “Fuck, who could be annoying me in the morning. Ohh, ohh, ahh…”

“I’m from a real estate agency. Kindly open the door, I need to do some simple investigations,” Ye Qian said.

Not long after, there was heavy knocking that urged the door to open. The delicate girl opened the door in response. When she saw Ye Qian, her eyes lit up with the colors of spring. Zeng Da Fu was comfortably reclined on the living room sofa, his two feet propped up onto the coffee table as he shook his legs cockily, “Hurry up and say whatever you need to say, then get out of here.” Zeng Da Fu said impatiently.

Ye Qian sneered. He quickly advanced and violently shot his leg into the Zeng Da Fu’s body, making him fall off the sofa. “Aiyao!” Zeng Da Fu shrieked out, his fat body rolling off the soft cushions. He stared alarmingly at Ye Qian and asked, “You…It’s you!? What do you think you are doing?”

It was clear that he had recognized Ye Qian as the man that had sat next to him on the airplane. In addition, he also killed the gangster earlier and seemed to have a gift for violence, and so the man’s heart was immediately filled with dread.

“Just yesterday at the airport, you injured an old man picking up trash didn’t you?” Ye Qian asked as he continued to kick the man. Nearby, the mistress fearfully cried and after seeing Zeng Da fu blood-covered face, actually fainted.

“Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! I’ll give money, how much do you want?” Zeng Da Fu cried out in fear.

“Fucking... you think you can get away with your money?” Ye Qian said as he continued to trample the man ruthlessly. Such a person like this had probably exploited a lot of poor workers and have bullied honest citizens. If Ye Qian just kept hitting him to let loose all his pent up rage.

Zeng Da Fu cried out in anguish as he said, “Big brother, stop hitting me, stop hitting me! I beg you to spare me and my pathetic life.”

TL: 狗命吧, which translate to dog life, is the phrase used to describe someone whose life is pathetic. My own dog in real life does not fit this category as he is fat and happy always haha.

Ye Qian snorted, he then dragged Zeng Da Fu to the front of the sofa. He sat on the sofa and leisurely lit a cigarette, glaring at Zeng Da Fu in wordless silence.

Zeng Da Fu man lost the pretentiousness he had just a while ago. Tears, snot and blood covered his entire face. He look fearfully at Ye Qian and said: “Big… big brother, I was wrong. Spare me. I’ll do anything.”

Ye Qian kicked over Zeng Da Fu who was trying to get up again and again, and said, “Why don’t you explain yourself?”

“I…I…I really don’t know what to saw!” After seeing Ye Qian’s severely cold eyes, he had recalled how just a moment ago, when he had said he’d give money, he’d been kicked in the body even more. At the moment he had no idea what to say, and he lamented this fact.

“The People’s Hospital, bring your money there to my father and apologize!” Ye Qian furiously yelled.

“I’ll go, I’ll go there at once … at… once. ”Zeng Da Fu repeatedly said, I’m afraid that if I’m not careful and I accidentally provoke him, he will suddenly burst out in violence.

Only then was Ye Qian satisfied enough put out his cigarette. He stood up and walked out the apartment. When he reached the door, he halted as though he recalled something. Turning around, he walked towards fearful Zeng Daifu, who watched Ye Qian approach with an expression of extreme horror. “Peng”, Ye Qian’s foot shot at the Zeng Da Fu’s head, completely knocking him unconscious. ‘Pei,’ Ye Qian fiercely spatat the man. Feeling his anger satiated, he turned around and walked out.

When he left Qian Jiang Gardens, the guard simply asked, “Leaving so soon?”

“Yes, bye!” Ye Qian said indifferently, mildly smiling.

He couldn’t bring himself to use the Diamond and Gold card, but decided to use it anyway so his father could be comfortable and be able to enjoy his later years. He wondered himself whether he should get himself a job, but he didn’t really have a great education and neither did he have any work experience. Looking for a job definitely wouldn't be easy.

With troubled thoughts he walked into the town’s roads. Ye Qian’s thoughts were troubled. It seemed like living the ordinary life he wanted wouldn’t be so easy after all.

While he was walking,, a group of people suddenly stopped him. Ye Qian confusedly raised his head to catch a glimpse: he saw seven young men with fiendish glares directed at him. Ye Qian recognized one among the seven, it was the same thief from last night. Ye Qian didn’t expect the guy to be released so soon. In an instant, he understood what had happened all too well. These people have come for revenge.

“Elder brother Dong, it’s him. If it weren’t for this guy last night, I wouldn’t have been arrested by the police.” The thief said angrily as he pointed at Ye Qian.

“Get him!” Shouted elder brother Dong as he locked his sight at Ye Qian, signaling the others with a wave.

While firm voice echoed into the air, Ye Qian’s shot out a foot that sent a man flying outwards and leading to the man crashing heavily into the ground. His hands couldn’t stay idle, like a tiger pounce at a flock of sheep, Ye Qian burst into a violent and ferocious agility. In mere seconds, the seven people in front of him found themselves suddenly at beaten to the ground, crying pitifully. Ye Qian was impossibly skilled, leaving the gang unable to resist his attacks, but he made sure that didn’t receive any major injuries; they basically just all suffered from minor muscle and bone injuries.

Ye Qian slowly walked up to Elder Brother Dong. He squat down and said, “Elder Brother Dong, right? I cam called Ye Qian, Qian means modest. Do you have anything to say to me?”

“No….none!” Elder Brother Dong nervously replied, “Modest…. Modest brother, my humble self couldn’t see how great you were. Forgive us all just this once!

TL: 有眼不识泰山 is an idiom that translates to “having eyes that fail to recognize Mt Tai”, which means to fail to recognize great talent. Mount Tai is the first and foremost of the Five Great Mountains of China, which has been a place of worship for 3,000 years.

“Brother Dong, are you kidding me? It ought to be me asking for the sparing.” Ye Qian replied with ridicule.

“Brother Qian, stop joking.” Dong replied fearfully.

“Pa”, the sound of Ye Qian’s fist connecting to Dong’s body.

“Do I look like I’m joking? Honestly, I’m not in a good mood today, so you’re out of luck. Since you guys attacked me, I can’t let you off so conveniently.” Patting Dong’s body with derision and fishing out a key from his pocket, Ye Qian said: “I’m going to take your car, and then I’m going to sell it. You should be able to have a way to find me, right?

Translated by: Fatty_Uncle

Edited by: patrick_the_father_of_dragons