Chapter 68 What Language

The three of them quickly got into Yang Chen's car and rushed back to the hospital. Yang Chen also called Wang Mama to reassure her. Wang Mama was overjoyed and said she would immediately go to the hospital to see Miss.

In the car, Mo Qianni kept asking Yang Chen what had happened. Although Lin Ruoxi, with her indifferent demeanor, pretended as if she didn't care about anything, she was obviously quite curious, occasionally sneaking glances at Yang Chen.

To be honest, Lin Ruoxi's feelings towards her cheap husband had gradually changed from initial disgust and indifference to a slight interest. Especially in these days, some miraculous performances had made Lin Ruoxi, who had always been serious about work, have the urge to understand what kind of person he was. However, if it came to liking him or anything similar, it was still far from it. Just his usual lazy appearance made Lin Ruoxi, who took her work seriously, very disdainful.

Unable to resist Mo Qianni's persistent inquiries, Yang Chen casually fabricated a lie. He said that when he came, he had already called in the special forces stationed in the Zhonghai area to deal with their criminal organization. If they didn't leave quickly, they would be surrounded by the military. Lin Kun had lied to them about there not being any special forces here, so he was the bad guy. In the end, the other party wisely chose to take Lin Kun's money and retreat, no longer bothering with the three of them.

Such a lie was so transparent that even a three-year-old wouldn't buy it, but Yang Chen stuck to it stubbornly. Eventually, Mo Qianni had no choice but to sit in the car, ignoring Yang Chen with anger.

In fact, if it weren't for Yang Chen disregarding his own safety and, according to the request of those people, going alone to rescue them, they wouldn't have let Yang Chen off so easily and would definitely have pressed for the truth.

Lin Ruoxi didn't ask anything else, just suddenly inserted a question, "What language were you speaking with that man just now?"

"Oh, Vietnamese," Yang Chen knew he couldn't hide this.

Mo Qianni couldn't help but look at Yang Chen with a strange look. "You know English, French, Italian, Spanish, German, and Japanese, and you also know Vietnamese?!"

"Is it strange? Actually, I also know Thai. The two languages are quite similar," Yang Chen shamelessly interpreted Mo Qianni's expression as admiration, saying with a hint of smugness.

Lin Ruoxi's heart fluttered slightly. If it were just about languages, this man might really be a genius. But after a moment of thought, something felt off. "Why did you learn Vietnamese?"

Yang Chen grinned. "Wife, haven't you heard? Back in the day, Vietnam had a slogan: 'Sacrifice a generation of girls, prosper the Vietnamese economy'! Vietnamese girls are pretty good, with high quality and low price. I learned it by traveling to Vietnam often."

"..."

After settling Lin Ruoxi in the hospital, Yang Chen didn't linger. He left the rest to Mo Qianni and Wang Mama. Fortunately, no one had called the police yet, saving them a lot of trouble.

After leaving the hospital, Yang Chen made a phone call. The call was quickly answered, and a familiar rough voice came from the other end...

"Mr. Yang, the person you wanted to catch has been brought back, waiting for you to handle it personally."

"Is this Chen Gong... Oh no, now it's called Zhang Mansion, right?" Yang Chen chuckled.

The voice on the other end of the phone, Zhang Hu, chuckled with a hint of simplicity. "Thanks to Mr. Yang and Miss Rose's help behind the scenes, otherwise I, Zhang Hu, wouldn't be where I am today."

Yang Chen didn't bother with pleasantries. He said, "Zhang Hu, I'm coming over now. Before that, you can start giving that guy a taste of bitterness, but remember, don't hurt him fatally. Anything else is fine... I want him to never have claws to scratch with again..."

"Yes, Mr. Yang, you can rest assured to leave this kind of thing to me." There was a hint of ruthlessness in Zhang Hu's voice.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Chen drove slowly to Zhang Mansion. This was also to give Zhang Hu more time to deal with Lin Kun. If it were up to Yang Chen, he would definitely directly take Lin Kun's life. But since he had decided to integrate into ordinary society, killing his own father-in-law was definitely not right. Moreover, although Lin Ruoxi had completely lost hope in this father, if she knew he had killed him, it might create an unforgivable gap for a lifetime.

The feelings between people were the most difficult to fathom, just like the relationship between him and Lin Ruoxi. A few days ago, they were still strangers, but now, he couldn't help but consider the other's feelings.

When Yang Chen found a vacant spot to park and walked to Zhang Mansion, it had been over half an hour. The guards at the gate all bowed uniformly upon seeing him. From their eyes, Yang Chen sensed a hint of fear, probably recalling his previous intrusion here at night, a memory still fresh.

"Mr. Yang!" Zhang Hu's familiar booming voice echoed from the gate. He appeared with four or five burly men, all dressed in white shirts and Rolex gold watches, giving this rugged man a touch of authority.

"You're looking quite well, like a big brother now," Yang Chen teased.

Zhang Hu's face reddened, "Heh, it's all thanks to Miss Rose's excellent leadership. I'm just a rough man, my men are all tough brothers, don't understand these things."

Yang Chen asked with curiosity, "Is Rose very close to you?"

Zhang Hu hesitated for a moment, then smiled casually, "I know what Mr. Yang is worried about. Don't worry, Mr. Yang, the people from the Western Alliance Society placed around me have all been avoided by me. My contact with Miss Rose is also very discreet. The President of the Western Alliance Society, Sītú Míngzé, even had a drink with me yesterday, seeming to appreciate me for turning down Chen Dehai."

"Oh? Sītú Míngzé didn't suspect anything?" Yang Chen couldn't believe the formidable leader of the Western District's underworld lacked intelligence.

Zhang Hu excitedly said, "Miss Rose staged a good show a few days ago. When her men from the Hongjing Society clashed with mine over a piece of territory, a few people died, and ultimately I seized the territory. Actually, it was just a distraction used by Miss Rose to negotiate with me. But after sacrificing a few low-level waste, Sītú Míngzé has officially invited me to the Elder Council of the Western Alliance Society."

"You can't be careless. Until the last moment, no one knows how things will turn out," Yang Chen reminded him, feeling things weren't that simple.

Zhang Hu nodded seriously, but his gaze towards Yang Chen was filled with strong confidence. Even if Sītú Míngzé didn't truly trust him, so what? With this man here, couldn't he storm into the old ghost's den and finish him off, just like he had single-handedly dealt with Chen Dehai?

Yang Chen roughly understood Zhang Hu's thoughts, but he didn't bother to say more. While he wasn't afraid to take action himself, the trouble he could potentially bring upon himself by doing so might disrupt his peaceful life. That was also why Yang Chen didn't act rashly most of the time.

"Where is Lin Kun?" Yang Chen asked.

Only then did Zhang Hu know that the pitiful old man was named Lin Kun. Pointing to a warehouse in the distance, he said, "He's in there. My sister, Zhang Ying, heard that it was Mr. Yang's business and volunteered to go in."

"Your sister?" Yang Chen recalled the naive girl who had foolishly asked him "why not escape" that night. It seemed that life had been comfortable for her since her brother became the boss here.

Zhang Hu smirked, "Mr. Yang might not know, but my sister is much more skilled at messing with people than I am. When Mr. Yang said anything goes as long as no one dies, my sister immediately went in."

Yang Chen believed Zhang Hu's words because he had witnessed Zhang Ying being tied up and tortured by Chen Feng that night. After enduring such inhumane torture, psychological distortion was inevitable, and of course, she would think of using some perverted methods on others.

Led by Zhang Hu, Yang Chen walked towards the inconspicuous little warehouse. Even before stepping inside, Yang Chen could already hear the screams coming from inside the warehouse, clearly emitted by Lin Kun, but sounding quite "plaintive" and "painful."

Not much sunlight penetrated into the warehouse, with the space lit up by a few incandescent bulbs.

The air was filled with a smell akin to burnt coal, and various abandoned furniture materials and curtains were piled up around.

The moment they walked in, the scene that greeted Yang Chen's eyes, as well as the big men around him like Zhang Hu, sent shivers down their spines!

On a small patch of ground, Lin Kun's expensive clothes had been thrown to the ground, even his underwear was nowhere to be seen. Years of indulgence had left his once fair flesh loose and heavy.

His hands were tied by two ropes hanging from the beams, unable to move, while his feet were bound together by another rope, only able to bend up and down.

If it were just this scene, the onlookers wouldn't have had such strange expressions. But behind Lin Kun, there was a slender young man also naked, clinging to Lin Kun's waist, doing things that men shouldn't do to other men, panting and emitting hoarse cries of relief...

Lin Kun was being violated by another man! No wonder he kept emitting those "accusatory" cries, always the one playing with others, and now being played with himself, he probably didn't even have the strength to cry!

Yang Chen had seen scenes like this abroad, but never such an unattractive pair, and every detail was so vividly visible before him.

"Mr. Yang, bro, how was it? Wasn't my move great?" Zhang Ying, standing in the corner of the warehouse, saw the newcomers and walked up with a coquettish smile, seeking praise.

"Yingzi, this move is a bit ruthless!" Zhang Hu shivered.

Zhang Ying snorted disdainfully, "Daring to provoke Mr. Yang, this is still light. If it weren't for sparing his life, I could play even harder!" Zhang Ying said, casting a slightly seductive glance at Yang Chen.

But Yang Chen dared not engage too much with this eccentric woman. He smiled without denying, then looked back at the scene of evil before him and suddenly realized... why did the young man violating Lin Kun look somewhat familiar?