Super Combat Soldier-Chapter 21 - Don’t Speak Just Fight

21: Chapter 21 [Don’t Speak, Just Fight]

21 -21 [Don’t Speak, Just Fight]

West Suburb of Capital City, inside an abandoned factory, Chen Hao’s head was wrapped with bandages, his right arm in plaster and slung up, his face flushed red, with a ferocious look as he smashed his cell phone to the ground, shattering it into pieces.

“Listen up, you bastards, if that son of a bitch Ye Tianchen dares to come here, don’t talk nonsense, beat him to death for me.

If he dies, it’s on my, Chen Hao’s, head,” Chen Hao bellowed furiously.

Chen Hao had harassed Ye Qianwen at the entrance of Kyoto Middle School and got beaten half to death by Ye Tianchen.

Barely escaping with his life, yet unrepentant, he called upon the influence of his father, Chen Hu, and gathered more than thirty brawny men, all armed with steel rods and machetes, to kidnap Ye Qianwen to this deserted factory in the West Suburb, planning to lure Ye Tianchen in for his revenge.

“Young Master Chen, after all, Ye Tianchen is a member of the Ye family.

If we really kill him, I’m afraid…” a middle-aged man leading the group said, expressing his concerns.

“Afraid of what?” Chen Hao asked with annoyance in his voice.

“After all, the Ye family is considered one of the third-class families in Capital City.

If Ye Tianchen gets killed, the Ye family will definitely not let it go.

If they pursue the matter…”

“Hmph, to hell with the Ye family.

They’re just a third-class family, and a declining one at that.

They’re nothing.

Just kill him, that’s all that matters,” said Chen Hao with a disdainful snort.

The middle-aged man leading the group revealed a sinister smile; this guy was nicknamed Haozi, and though bulky in build, his sharp, monkey-like features gave him an uncomfortable look.

He took something out of his pocket and said with a wicked smile, “With this weapon, even if Ye Tianchen has three heads and six arms, he’ll still drop dead.”

As Haozi spoke, he handed the object to Chen Hao, who was so shocked that he hesitated before taking it, still a bit concerned as he said, “Guns…

it’s better not to use them under normal circumstances.

In China, shooting someone dead and killing with a knife are two different things!”

“Of course, if we can avoid using it, we won’t.

But if we must, then we can’t care about that anymore,” said Haozi with a wicked smile.

Chen Hao nodded, tucked the pistol into his pocket, and his eyes grew more cruel.

His father was the Snake of the southern district, and no one dared to offend him.

With his father’s big brother also holding significant clout in Capital City’s underground, even if he killed Ye Tianchen, it was unlikely that the Ye family would dare touch him.

“You despicable coward, you won’t have a good end,” said Ye Qianwen, tied to a chair on the side and seeing that Chen Hao might unexpectedly shoot her brother, she spoke vehemently.

“Hmph, Ye Qianwen, I’ve long told you to be my woman, but you refused.

Now that your brother has offended me, as long as you willingly be with me, I may spare your dog brother’s life,” Chen Hao strutted over to Ye Qianwen, laughing arrogantly.

“Ptui!

Someone like you, I’d rather die than like you.”

Slap!

Chen Hao struck Ye Qianwen’s face with a slap, his eyes bloodshot with fury as he yelled, “You ungrateful bitch, I gave you face, and you don’t want it.

Do you think your brother can save you?

Do you think your Ye family is still something?

The Ye family has long declined; your brother is the laughing-stock of the entire Capital City, a good-for-nothing.

If I kill your brother, no one will dare to do anything to me, Chen Hao.”

Ye Qianwen glared fiercely at Chen Hao, not wishing to speak another word with such a person.

In her heart, she silently prayed, hoping her brother Ye Tianchen wouldn’t come; it was far too dangerous.

Chen Hao had called over thirty thugs this time, all armed with steel rods and machetes, and with the gun that Haozi brought, if Ye Tianchen came alone, the odds were grim.

“You know, you’re truly beautiful.

Still a virgin, aren’t you?

I, Chen Hao, will surely make it a satisfying experience for you,” said Chen Hao, swallowing hard while ogling Ye Qianwen’s ample chest.

“What…

what do you want to do?” Ye Qianwen, seeing the greedy look in Chen Hao’s eyes as he stared at her, asked furiously and nervously.

“What do I want to do?

Of course, it’s to do what men and women do.

But don’t worry, I won’t do it now.

I’ll wait for your brother Ye Tianchen to come, so he can watch with wide eyes as his sister gets violated, to let him know the consequences of daring to lay a hand on me, Chen Hao,” Chen Hao roared with utmost arrogance.

After about twenty minutes, Chen Hao was getting impatient, mainly because the sight of Ye Qianwen’s beauty was increasingly hard for him to resist, and he yearned for a taste.

“Dammit, I guess that bastard Ye Tianchen doesn’t dare to come.

Haozi, record it with your phone for me.

I want all of Capital City to see, and especially Ye Tianchen to see, how I, Chen Hao, take Ye Qianwen’s virginity,” said Chen Hao, leering at Ye Qianwen.

“You…

get away, get away, don’t come here, don’t…” Ye Qianwen saw Chen Hao suddenly go into a frenzy, she struggled with all her might, but couldn’t break free from the ropes that tightly bound her.

“I advise you to stay still and serve me well; you might be okay then.

Otherwise, after I’ve had my fun, I’ll let the thirty guys downstairs have a good time with you too,” said Chen Hao with a sinister smile.

“Ah, get away, get away…” Ye Qianwen tried desperately to kick Chen Hao, but she couldn’t move at all; tears flowed down ceaselessly, and fear overwhelmed her heart.

“Don’t blame me; blame your brother instead.

He actually dared to hit me; he really doesn’t know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is…”

Chen Hao was speaking when he suddenly reached for Ye Qianwen’s chest.

Just as his eyes gleamed with lust, boom!

With a loud noise, the entire abandoned factory’s rolling shutter door was blasted off, startling Chen Hao and his thugs, causing them to retreat several steps.

Ye Tianchen, riding a motorcycle without even a helmet, had sent the rolling shutter crashing outward.

He brought the bike to a halt in the center of the abandoned factory, his face cold as he stared at Chen Hao.

“Well, I didn’t expect you, you bastard, to actually dare to come.

Kneel before me right now, and I might spare your dog life,” Chen Hao said, his brow furrowing as he saw that Ye Tianchen had indeed come.

“Let go of my sister!” Ye Tianchen simply said.

“Brother, go, hurry, they’ve got guns, go…” Qianwen never expected her brother to come alone to save her.

She was unconcerned with her own danger, reminded of her childhood when her brother had always adored and protected her.

“Don’t be scared, I’m here!”

Ye Tianchen dismounted from the motorcycle, his face void of any expression.

While speaking, he coldly walked towards his sister, Ye Qianwen.

“Damn it, you, what are you all waiting for?

Kill that brat,” Chen Hao roared furiously, unable to fathom that Ye Tianchen wasn’t frightened or retreating in the face of such a situation and kept walking straight toward them.

More than thirty burly men armed with iron rods and machetes charged at Ye Tianchen.

Tianchen continued his advance without a pause, clenching his fists tightly.

He didn’t even bother to summon the superpower inside him; these ordinary thugs didn’t warrant the use of his superpower.

Swish!

The brute at the forefront swung his blade at Ye Tianchen’s head.

Tianchen’s eyes turned icy as he moved faster than the attacker’s blade, punching him squarely in the chest and sending him flying back into the several thugs charging from behind.

They collapsed in a heap on the ground, screaming in pain, while the man Tianchen had punched had his chest caved in, likely with his heart shattered by that blow.

Bang, bang, bang—Tianchen’s iron fists swung relentlessly.

With every punch thrown, another thug was sent flying.

No one could get close.

All this, without even invoking his superpower.

Chen Hao was dumbfounded, and Haozi by his side was equally stunned.

Even Qianwen, through her tears, watched her brother in disbelief.

She could never have imagined he was this formidable.

Even as a special forces soldier, it seemed impossible for Ye Tianchen to dispatch thirty armed brutes with such ease.

In the face of these ferocious attackers, Tianchen was as unperturbed as if he were battling lifeless wooden figures.

Within five minutes, iron rods and machetes littered the ground, and all thirty-plus burly men lay screaming in agony.

Ye Tianchen, still expressionless, advanced toward Chen Hao.

In his eyes, Chen Hao was as good as dead, a man who dared harm his family had to pay with his life!

“What…what do we do now?” Chen Hao, scared and sweating profusely, originally thought that with his thirty vicious thugs, Ye Tianchen would end up crawling on the ground even if he had been a soldier.

But the reality was shockingly different: Ye Tianchen was like the grim reaper, unstoppable in his quest to save his sister.

“Hmph, this guy’s not too bad.

Let me handle him!” Haozi snorted contemptuously, clenched his fists, and strutted forward, pointing at Ye Tianchen with his right index finger.

“I didn’t expect you to be quite skilled.

Let me have a few rounds with you, but don’t cry too hard when I beat you!”

Ye Tianchen remained silent.

In his eyes, there was only the desire to rescue his sister, Qianwen.

Everything and everyone else was irrelevant.

Whoever tried to stop him would be met with a thunderous punch.

“Court death!”

Haozi, ignored by Tianchen, felt slighted.

After all, he was skilled himself, far more so than the other thugs, and couldn’t bear being disregarded by Tianchen.

He bellowed and charged swiftly at Tianchen.

As he neared, Haozi let out a smug laugh, leaped over a meter high, and swung his fists at Tianchen, thinking a full-powered attack would surely defeat him, especially since he had practiced the martial arts of an Ancient Martial Sect.

Chen Hao, seeing that Haozi was so skilled, withdrew the hand reaching for the gun in his pocket, confident that Haozi would handle Ye Tianchen.

Boom!

Faced with the assault of an overconfident Haozi, Ye Tianchen simply delivered a kick.

What seemed like a typical kick sent the leaping Haozi flying back, who then crashed to the ground, screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

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