Chapter 72: The King of Comedy

The box of glutinous rice balls had been opened, and Lin Ruoxi took out a powdery white ball, pinching it between her thumb and forefinger. She nibbled on it, taking small bites, just like a cute little bunny munching on a carrot.

Seeing Yang Chen enter the room, Lin Ruoxi blushed, still chewing on the ball, blinking her eyes as she softly muttered, "I thought you left..."

"I'm not willing to leave. Otherwise, I wouldn't get to see the adorable sight of my wife eating glutinous rice balls," Yang Chen said playfully.

Lin Ruoxi's face reddened even more, but she couldn't bear to put down the half-eaten glutinous rice ball. Instead, she ignored Yang Chen and continued to enjoy her snack.

In fact, the Ice Queen also had a very cute side. Previously, it was discovered that she liked watching Korean romance dramas, and now it was found out that she liked eating glutinous rice balls. Her eating habits were quite childlike. Perhaps beneath her cold exterior, Lin Ruoxi had a more childish heart than women her age.

After leaving the hospital room, Yang Chen thought for a moment and dialed Rose's number. It had been several days since he last contacted her, mainly due to various unexpected circumstances and knowing that Rose had been busy lately. With things settling down now, he began to miss the insightful woman.

After three rings, Rose answered the phone, her voice still alluring. "Husband, finally remembered to call me? There's a hint of coquettishness and complaint in her tone."

"Been busy, and I know you're busy too," Yang Chen's heart warmed at the sound of her voice, and he chuckled, "Are you at home? I'll come see you tonight."

"Just coming at night, can't you come during the day?" Rose teased.

"Uh... I'm working during the day, but I'll come see you during the day next weekend," Yang Chen promised.

"Hehe..." Rose laughed happily, "I'm not at home right now, but if my husband is willing, you can come to Kennedy Nightclub in the southern part of the city. If you're lucky, there might be a good show."

Although Yang Chen didn't know what show Rose was referring to, he still agreed and quickly drove to Kennedy Nightclub in the south of the city.

In fact, this nightclub was quite famous even in the west district, but because it hadn't been renovated for many years and the security facilities weren't keeping up, it gradually became one of the several messy nightclubs. However, none of this mattered. What mattered was that the nightclub's location was right at the boundary between the Western Union Society and the Red Maple Society, the two major gangs in the west district. Currently, it was under the control of the Western Union Society. So, the only reason Rose would appear there was to claim territory.

When Yang Chen arrived at the entrance of Kennedy Nightclub, he was taken aback. Because from the entrance of the nightclub ahead, he saw Rose's familiar figure leading a large group of men dressed in unified black clothing.

Beside Rose was a middle-aged man in a white suit, who was speaking somewhat obsequiously. Rose occasionally nodded faintly, and they walked all the way to the parking lot. Only when she saw Yang Chen did she say something to the man before walking over to him alone.

Rose wore a well-tailored black ladies' suit, paired with white slim flare pants. She had her long hair, rarely seen, tied up, and in the night, she walked gracefully like an elegant black rose.

"What's the show about?" Yang Chen asked.

Rose smiled, seeming to be in a very good mood, but she didn't answer. Instead, she walked up to him and embraced Yang Chen, unfolding her arms around his neck.

Yang Chen naturally didn't refuse the sweet greeting from the beautiful woman and kissed her.

It wasn't until the breathless beauty in his arms that Yang Chen slowly let go and planted a kiss on Rose's forehead.

"The show you mentioned, wasn't it this wet kiss?" Yang Chen caressed Rose's smooth face and asked with a grin.

"Don't like it?" Rose blinked playfully.

"Just different from what I imagined. I thought there would be a big scene," Yang Chen replied honestly.

Rose blinked mischievously. "Husband, you're late. The big scene ended ten minutes ago."

"Then why did you still call me to come?" Yang Chen widened his eyes.

Rose innocently showed a trace of grievance in her eyes. "I wanted you to drive and pick me up. You've never picked me up before."

Yang Chen found it somewhat ironic that the boss of the underworld behaved like a little girl, asking her boyfriend to drive her home. Yet, he felt a bit ashamed of himself for not fulfilling Rose's simple wish.

"Alright, stop making that face. Get in the car obediently. We'll talk on the way," Yang Chen patted Rose's back and said with a smile.

Rose immediately softened and punched Yang Chen's chest gently. "Don't act like this. My subordinates are watching. Don't hit my sensitive spot in front of them..."

"Come on, it's nothing," Yang Chen shrugged indifferently. "I'll be affectionate with my woman. Who cares about them? If anyone dares to challenge me, I'll take care of them."

"You're just talking nonsense," Rose felt pleased when she heard Yang Chen say "my woman." But she still gave him a shy glance and quickly got into the car.

Late at night, as the car drove back to the bar, there were hardly any vehicles on the road. Along the quiet road were rows of dark trees, with small night stalls appearing sporadically in some open areas.

Rose recounted the recent events at the Kennedy Nightclub to Yang Chen. "The man in white who spoke to me earlier is Kennedy's manager. Because the investment from the West Union Society was too little, they were running at a loss. So two days ago, he contacted me proactively, hoping to defect to our Hong Jing Society. I told him to hand over the two main henchmen from the West Union Society in his area, one called Four-Eyed Wolf and the other called Hua Diao. As long as he delivers those two to me, I'll trust him and invest in renovating Kennedy. At the same time, we'll provide protection for his territory."

"Did he agree?" Yang Chen asked.

"In fact, he had no choice but to agree. The person responsible for funding him from the West Union Society was none other than Chen Dehai, who you killed. Now, Chen Dehai's successor is Zhang Hu. After I gave him instructions, Zhang Hu selectively ignored a group of people and invested in another group I secretly arranged for him. Naturally, Kennedy couldn't survive," Rose explained with a fox-like smile.

Yang Chen admired, "This move is practical. On the surface, it seems like the West Union Society hasn't lost any territory, but in reality, when the West Union Society reacts, they won't have exchanged territory equally. Instead, they've been losing territory at an increasing rate, and by the time they realize it, it might be too late."

"It's a pity we only caught Hua Diao, while Four-Eyed Wolf escaped and took away some money. But at least there was no bloodshed, and we've firmly established our position at this border point. A few minor flaws don't matter," Rose said to Yang Chen.

"You never know," Yang Chen suddenly grinned mysteriously. "It might turn out to be a perfect ending."

"What?" Rose was puzzled, but the car suddenly slammed to a halt by the roadside.

"Look ahead," Yang Chen pointed to a spot not far from the car window.

In the middle of the road ahead were two Ford pickups. These modified 4WD pickups had exceptionally high ground clearance, and their roaring exhaust pipes sounded loud. The xenon lights of the pickups shone straight ahead, somewhat dazzling, illuminating the entire road as if it were daytime.

"It's Four-Eyed Wolf, he's turned back," Rose said, recognizing the figure at the forefront.

It was a thin man wearing glasses, with his hair standing up high. He was dressed in a white sleeveless shirt, revealing his shriveled muscles. Standing beside him were seven or eight burly men, but they all followed his lead.

"Four-Eyed Wolf isn't good at fighting himself, but he's very clever. It seems he's arranged for someone to monitor the situation at Kennedy. Seeing me returning alone with you, he plans to come and bully a weak woman like me..." Rose calmly analyzed.

Yang Chen asked curiously, "Doesn't he know about your skills?"

"His position in the West Union Society isn't clear enough for him to recognize that. So he thinks these men can stop me, and then he alone can turn the tide," Rose chuckled.

"He's really 'naive', but not cute," Yang Chen commented.

Suddenly, Rose whimpered and leaped into Yang Chen's arms from the passenger seat, cooing softly, "Honey, I'm scared, you have to protect me..."

Hearing this sultry "honey, I'm scared," Yang Chen's blood boiled, and he laughed and scolded, "Don't tease me like that, if you keep seducing me like this, I'll devour you right here in the car before we get home!"

"Well, but honey, look, they seem to be coming to smash our car," Rose said indignantly.

Yang Chen sighed. This woman was becoming more and more like a seductive enchantress, and he found himself unable to resist her provocations. Perhaps it was genuine affection, becoming increasingly difficult to resist.

"Alright, alright, get up first. I'll get out and deal with them so they don't smash my car. I can't afford the repairs," Yang Chen said.

Four-Eyed Wolf's attempt at a clever counterattack had no effect. As a result, he and his eight men were all quickly incapacitated, and the two pickup trucks they planned to escape in were seized by the Redbud Society's men who arrived shortly afterward. As for the money they intended to take, it was no longer an issue.

However, even as Four-Eyed Wolf was being loaded into a sack by the Redbud Society's men, he still couldn't figure out who this man suddenly getting out of the BMW was. There was no such figure in the Redbud Society, and he hadn't heard of anyone in Zhonghai City who could fight like this.

Four-Eyed Wolf felt very aggrieved. He wished this was a fighting arena where he could fight another day, as he still had a Type 54 pistol hidden in his pocket that he hadn't had a chance to draw during the fight...

Unfortunately, the fate of the eight men was sealed the moment they fell. They were thrown into sacks, tied with lead weights, and sunk into the sea along with the sacks.

The potentially fatal incident, as perceived by others, did not affect the mood of the young couple. After Rose made a call to Xiao Zhao to handle the aftermath, she and Yang Chen quickly returned to the quiet suite in the back of the Rose Bar.

After several disarmament sessions overnight, Rose was exhausted. She lay limp on the large bed, feeling satisfied with Yang Chen's performance just now but also ready for another round. She couldn't help but scratch Yang Chen's back teasingly, complaining, "Unfair! How can men last longer than women? That's not scientifically sound!"

Yang Chen chuckled inwardly, knowing well that his endurance in bed wasn't just a result of being an ordinary man. In fact, his stamina was one of the "side effects" caused by the changes in his body. Perhaps this was the most comforting aspect to him psychologically.

However, he couldn't say such things in front of Rose. So, he simply said, "That's why I'll be with many women in the future. You'll have to understand. After all, I have this ability."

"Go tell that to your main squeeze. I, as the mistress, have no say in your affairs," Rose said sarcastically.

Lin Ruoxi wouldn't care how many women I'm with, Yang Chen thought to himself. Feeling rested enough, he once again pounced on Rose...

In the morning, Rose naturally refused to get out of bed, and Yang Chen left after getting dressed.

Since it was Sunday and Yang Chen didn't have to go to work, he didn't bother going to the market in the west district to buy breakfast. After leaving the Rose Bar, he drove along a relatively clean and wide street. He stopped at a small noodle shop and had a large bowl of noodles. Yang Chen thought about whether he should go to the hospital to accompany Lin Ruoxi. However, he realized there might be many unfamiliar visitors there, so he decided against it.

As he exited the noodle shop, there were more people on the street. Yang Chen planned to drive back to the villa to watch some TV and relax when suddenly someone called out to him.

"Yang Chen!"

The voice was crisp, somewhat familiar, but Yang Chen couldn't immediately place it.

He turned his head and saw a somewhat unfamiliar young girl walking towards him from across the street. She was wearing a bright yellow t-shirt, tight jeans with a hint of a disheveled look, a pair of light green striped sneakers, and her shoulder-length black hair shone brightly, adorned with a cute starfish-shaped blue hair clip. Her innocent and lively face was bare of makeup, yet there was a hint of natural charm between her eyebrows, indicating a budding allure that would mature into something captivating in a few years.

"Do we know each other?" Yang Chen genuinely couldn't recall meeting such a young girl before. Moreover, despite her younger age and still-developing figure, she was undeniably attractive, making her unforgettable.

The girl pouted playfully, proudly saying, "I knew you wouldn't recognize me. With my natural beauty, changing my style would definitely confuse you."

Observing her proud expression, Yang Chen began to feel a sense of recognition. Upon closer examination, he noticed a small purple butterfly tattoo on the back of her hand, and suddenly remembered who she was. After looking her up and down, he remarked, "I didn't recognize you at first. Dressing up as a schoolgirl suits you, you look like the actress from 'King of Comedy'. Why not braid a couple of pigtails?"