Song Yan thought Ye Long would yield without resistance, but the latter shouted in anger, "Dude, you'd better kill me right this instant. Otherwise, I swear I will hack your family to death!"
A steak of gloom flashed through Song Yan's eyes. "To kill you now would be a favor to you. I'd prefer beat you to a wreck than to kill you. Imagine this, if you become a disabled person, will you people still follow you? I think you may have many enemies. If your enemies know you can't fight anymore, nor have followers, how do you think they will treat you?"
The color drained from Ye Long's face; his body was quaking like a leaf. Song Yan was right. If Ye Long was a disabled man, his followers would abandon him and his enemies would seek revenge. The very thought brought him out in a cold sweat.
When he was in a world of his own, Song Yan's voice sounded again. "Are you still going to hack my family to death?"
"NO!" Ye Long admitted his mistake. "Brother, I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have taken advantages from her, and I shouldn't have offended you. Please forgive me."
A faint sneer hung on Song Yan's lips as he released Ye Long, wondering what he should do to punish him.
Suddenly, an idea came to his mind. He turned to one of Ye Long's followers and demanded, "You, come here!"
The man trembled at Song Yan's request as he moved slowly towards Song Yan and asked in a shaking voice, "Brother, what do you want from me?"
"Relax, dude. I won't beat you up." Song Yan smiled slyly and pointed to Ye Long. "As long as you do as I say, I will let you go. Now, spit at him and kick him."
"What? Brother, please don't do this to me!" He went down on his knees, begging.
"Either you do as I said, or I break your arms and legs." Song Yan offered in a chilly voice.
The man pondered hard on a long time before he made his choice. He walked up to Ye Long, spat right in his face and kicked him on the shin.
"Brother, may I leave now?" The man dared not look at Ye Long in the eye.
"You may go now." Song Yan waved his hand and turned to another one. It's his turn now.
Since someone had taken the lead, the man walked to Ye Long and did exactly what his companion had done. Then he left immediately.
Before Song Yan could say something, the third man took the initiative to proceed to Ye Long.
The fourth…
The fifth…
Ignoring Ye Long with a dirty face, Song Yan walked up to Su Mei'er and asked, "Sister Su, I've punished him for you. Are you happy now?"
"Now I feel a little gross. Ask him to leave, otherwise I'm going to throw up." She cast a scornful glance at Ye Long.
"Did you hear that? Leave!" Song Yan turned to Ye Long.
Ye Long took a deep glance at Song Yan before he turned around and ran away. The moment he turned, his face convulsed with rage.
"Little boy, I didn't expect you to be highly skilled in kung fu." She rolled her eyes at Song Yan.
"Sister Su, you are flattering me! I'm just a little stronger than that guy. By the way, stopping calling me little boy. I'm a man!"
"Really? A man, huh?" She looked to his crotch, giving him a teasing smile.