Chapter 2: Discharge (2/2)

In the past, in all his dealings and meetings with warlords and arm dealers, Chen Zhang An had always stood out from the crowd. This man is used to cleaning up his appearance and had a presence of refined elegance. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be tossed on to the bed by the bastard he brought up.

Just thinking about the filthy desires the bastard he raised for 10 years had towards him, Chen Zhang An couldn’t help gnashing his teeth in anger.

'That looks so spectacular. Are they filming a movie?’ Chen Yang suddenly remarked.

Standing by the road beside Chen Yang for a taxi, Chen An snapped out of his thoughts. Following Chen Yang’s line of sight,he saw a chain of more than a dozen black limousines passing by in front of them.

Chen An narrowed his eyes. These cars and their license plates look very familiar. Aren’t they the cars he had in Shanghai? The only times he would use these cars was when he returned to Shanghai or had important events to deal with.

It was then a taxi arrived. Just as Chen Yang made a move to approach the car, a man decided to cut in line and pulled on the car door to enter.

'Hey! We were here first. You can’t just jump the queue!’, Chen Yang quickly grabbed the man.

'Move aside! Why are you pulling on me for?’ That man yelled a few words and slapped Chen Yang’s hand away. Just as he was about to enter the car, he felt a tug on the back of his collar.

Before he could respond, he was hauled down to the ground.

'What are you waiting for? Get in the car!’ Chen An stuffed Chen Yang into the cab before going in. The man on the floor scrambled up to rush towards them only to fall back down again from a ruthless kick from Chen An.

'Follow the cars ahead’. The moment the door was closed, Chen An coldly intoned as though nothing had occurred.

Chen Yang was completely stunned. 'Uncle, you were so amazing just now.’

Chen An threw a light glance at the silly kid beside him. 'You have a lot to learn.’