Sugar Daddy, Sweet Baby

Chapter １７: Fierce

Alice Chu had watched the Need for Speed movie before. Afterwards, she always felt that the driving skills in the movie were all processed by post-production special effects. How could there be such dazzling and crazy driving skills in the world?

Today, she witnessed it with her own eyes.

The old Jetta was spewing thick smoke and speeding on the road at eight o'clock in the morning. The road was still at the morning rush hour at eight o'clock, but the narrow and crowded gaps could not curb its madness at all.

Alice Chu held the handrail tightly, her heart pounding, her eyes full of panic, but at the same time she felt a faint excitement in her heart, as if she was riding a roller coaster...

The crazy roar of the old Jetta immediately stirred up the lifeless and resentful rush hour road, attracting surprised glances and screams - Wow!!!

The black jeep and van that were following behind also sped up, but they were not at the same level as the "light and graceful" old Jetta. They stumbled and were clumsy, occasionally scratching other private cars, which immediately caused a lot of complaints and shouts for the police.

Alice Chu's heart was beating like a deer, and she couldn't help but glance sideways at Scott Lin. She couldn't imagine what this gangster did before. Even if he had served in the army, he shouldn't drive so aggressively.

She could never have imagined that the gangster sitting next to her used to drive a Mustang jeep freely through the hail of terrorists' bullets while smoking a cigar.

With a squeak of brakes, the old Jetta stopped at the office building where Alice Chu worked. As soon as the car stopped, Alice Chu immediately opened the door and vomited, then took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, turned around and glared at Scott Lin hatefully, picked up the sachet and turned to walk towards the door of the office building.

Scott Lin grinned...

Almost as soon as Alice Chu entered the office building, a black jeep and a van chased after her. Scott Lin looked through the rearview mirror, smiled lightly, stretched his hand out of the window and raised his middle finger to the back, then stepped on the accelerator, and the old Jetta roared and rushed out again.

Alice Chu turned around when she heard the sound, and saw the black jeep and van chasing the old Jetta. Suddenly, she seemed to understand something in her heart, and an indescribable feeling came over her.

Alice Chu stood at the door in a daze for a moment, and whispered to herself: "Forget it, I don't care, let him fend for himself!" Holding the sachet, she walked towards the elevator in her high heels.

Scott Lin didn't know the origin of the jeep van behind him. He had just been driving all the way to take Alice Chu to work so that she wouldn't be late. Now he was driving all the way just for fun.

He wanted to have fun, but the old Jetta had been idle for so many years and could not withstand such a toss. When he was running on the coastal highway, the engine made a sad hum and broke down on the spot.

“I’ll go!”

Scott Lin slapped the steering wheel in frustration and glanced at the rearview mirror. The black jeep and van behind him were approaching quickly. He smiled wickedly and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

The jeep stopped in front of the old Jetta, and the van stopped next to the old Jetta. The doors of the two cars opened, and more than a dozen people got out in succession. However, these ten people all looked violent and had murderous looks on their faces. They were obviously gangsters.

The leader was a man with a flat head, about 1.8 meters tall, with a sturdy build and an imposing appearance. This man was none other than Philip, one of the four great warriors under Crazy Max and Crazy Max's close and capable assistant.

Scott Lin calmly sat in the car smoking, one arm resting on the window frame, the other hand holding a cigarette, completely ignoring Philip and his men as if they were air.

Philip came over with a gloomy face, snorted coldly, and said: "Boy, why don't you run again!"

Scott Lin glanced at Philip sideways, smiled frivolously, and said, "Dude, are you blind? Can't you see that my car is broken down?"

"Oh……"

Philip sneered and remained calm, but the younger brothers standing on both sides of him were angry. How could their dog brother be insulted casually? They immediately clamored to beat Scott Lin, but were stopped by Philip.

"Boy, you are looking for death, you dare to scold anyone!"

"Believe it or not, I will cripple you!"

"Damn it!"

…

A group of younger brothers were shouting.

Scott Lin didn't take it seriously at all, with a frivolous smile on his lips. He took a deep breath, exhaled a big smoke ring, and asked Philip lightly: "Brother, why did you chase me so far?"

Philip sneered and said, "Your car is broken, but ours is. Let's go, someone wants to see you."

Scott Lin smiled indifferently and frivolously: "You are going to force me to go, what if I don't go with you?"

Philip sneered twice, and said nothing more. He winked at the younger brothers beside him, and more than a dozen younger brothers immediately swarmed over, forcibly opened the car door, and dragged Scott Lin out of the car.

Scott Lin did not resist and was dragged to the door of the van. His idea was simple, since someone wanted to see him, he would go and meet him, it was no big deal, and it would save him from being in the open while others were in the dark, which was quite passive. But who knew that someone was so blind that when pushing him into the van, the other person raised his foot and kicked him in the butt. Well, this was going to be a good show.

It is said that you cannot touch a tiger's butt, but can you kick the butt of the Wolf Fang Corps, the king of the Mohanland Military Region?

The frivolous smile on Scott Lin's lips suddenly turned cold, and his whole face suddenly became gloomy. He turned around and slapped the little brother who kicked him with his palm...

Bang!!!

There was a sharp bang, like the sound of fat meat falling on an iron plate. The people around did not react to what happened. They only felt a gust of wind blowing across their cheeks, followed by a scream of "Ah". The face and body of the beaten brother twisted to the side, and he fell backwards. At the same time, two fresh teeth flew out of his mouth, and a series of blood flowers and stars fell...

There was another loud bang, and the beaten brother spun around and hit the door of the old Jetta. His whole body collapsed against the door and he finally lay on the ground and fainted.

Everyone took a deep breath...

Without waiting for these younger brothers to fully react, Philip suddenly roared, swung his fist as big as a bowl, and smashed towards Scott Lin. Suddenly, a sharp wind whistled in the air.

The younger brothers quickly came to their senses and moved to the sides.

Scott Lin narrowed his eyes and was slightly moved. He had long seen that Philip should be quite capable, but he did not expect that these two brushes were quite strong, not much inferior to the ordinary special forces of the Mohanland Military Region.

The four Vajras under Crazy Max are no ordinary guys. Let's not talk about the three ruthless characters Tiger, Leopard and Wolf, just talk about Philip now. Five years ago, he was the number one gangster in Middle Land City and he was invincible in the gangster world.

Scott Lin half-closed his eyes and was calm and composed. Philip rushed towards him with a fierce momentum. The pair of fists as big as bowls were getting closer and closer. The whistling wind from the fists rolled up endless murderous aura and rushed towards him. It was hard to say how much power was condensed in these two punches, but if he was really hit, broken bones were inevitable.

The speed of these two punches seemed as fast as lightning in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Scott Lin's eyes it was like a slow motion camera.

The younger brothers on both sides held their breath, their eyes filled with high fighting spirit and admiration, just waiting to see their dog brother beat up the boy in front of them.

Whoosh!!!

The fist instantly arrived in front of Scott Lin, less than five centimeters away from Scott Lin's face. If it really hit him, Scott Lin's handsome face would definitely be disfigured, and his head would probably be severely injured as well.

At this time...

Scott Lin's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, two rays of light shot out from his pupils, his face still had a calm expression, his upper body did not move, but his feet kicked out with a lightning kick...

Philip's fist is as fast as lightning, which is visible to the naked eye, while Scott Lin's footwork is as fast as lightning, which is completely invisible to the naked eye.

There was a muffled 'bang' sound, not very loud, but powerful, like the sound of a professional football player kicking a football. Philip immediately groaned, his throat felt dry and salty, his chest felt stuffy, and his whole body staggered backwards.

Clang clang clang…

He took five steps back before finally stopping.

Philip raised his hand to cover his chest, his lips tightly pursed, his chest heaved violently, and he suppressed the blood that was about to burst out of his throat. He raised his head and looked at Scott Lin again, his eyes full of fear.

The brothers on both sides were stunned for a moment. How could this be possible? How could their mighty brother be kicked by that kid...

What everyone present, including Philip, didn't know was that Scott Lin had only used 30% of his strength in that kick. If he had used a little more than 20%, Philip would definitely not be standing now.

Scott Lin smiled indifferently, glanced at the faces of the younger brothers around him, and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you make a move on me again, I guarantee you will all go back lying down." After that, regardless of the livid faces of everyone around him, Scott Lin bent over and got into the van.

The younger brothers all looked at Philip. Philip stood up straight, pretending to be uninjured, and waved to the younger brothers, "Let's go, get in the car."

After Scott Lin got on the bus, he sat in the last row with his eyes closed to rest. The brothers in the car didn't dare to look at him directly. Their faces were stern as if they were facing a great enemy, for fear that this guy would suddenly go berserk.

Philip sat in the jeep. He lit a cigarette and took a puff. His lungs felt hot. The kick had injured his internal organs. He took out his cell phone and quietly sent a text message to Crazy Max...