Chapter 1615: All Get Down

Having no other choice, he had to seek help from Kawasaki Ye, but upon seeing Kawasaki Ye's livid face, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded. He tentatively asked, "Mr. Kawasaki Ye, I..."

*Slap*... This slap from Chen Yu was for Kawasaki Ye.

"Baka." Seeing their master humiliated, Kawasaki Ye's subordinates were instantly enraged and stepped forward, ready to take action.

"Bastards, get out, all of you get down!" Kawasaki Ye was furious; he slapped each of his subordinates once, driving them all back.

These subordinates were all bewildered, but after receiving a slap, they still bowed respectfully and then retreated.

Chen Yu beckoned to Kawasaki Ye, signaling that he hadn't had his fill of hitting yet.

Kawasaki Ye was stunned, then lowered his head, trotted over to Chen Yu's side, and offered his left cheek.

*Slap*... Chen Yu swung another palm, and Kawasaki Ye was sent flying several meters away.

This guy fell to the ground with a thud, struggled a few times, and only then managed to climb up; it was clear that Chen Yu's slap had caused him no small amount of damage.

After he climbed up, he trotted over to the front again, offered his other cheek, and said respectfully, "Mr. Chen, if you don't feel relieved, you can slap me two more times. It doesn't matter, my skin is thick, I can take the beating."

Everyone was stunned, even Huang Hong, who was sitting on the ground, was dumbfounded. This was Kawasaki Ye, the Young Association Master of the Santai Association.

This guy had never been one to fear trouble; he was always the arrogant one, and who would dare to act presumptuously in front of him?

But now, after Chen Yu slapped him once, he immediately offered his other cheek to be hit; after the left cheek was hit, he offered the right. Was this still the Kawasaki Ye of the past?

*Slap*... Chen Yu unceremoniously swung another palm.

This time, it was clearly a bit too forceful; Kawasaki Ye was slapped onto the ground and struggled for a long time without getting up. After finally getting up with the help of his subordinates, he stumbled over again.

It was clear that this guy was seeing stars, but he still couldn't resist the enthusiasm for being slapped. He stood there with difficulty, the muscles on his face twitching, squeezing out a smile that looked worse than crying.

"Your damn skin is truly thick." Chen Yu looked at this guy, speechless. Honestly, this fellow was so shameless that it actually made Chen Yu not know how to proceed.

Hitting him a few times was enough; if he kept hitting him, Chen Yu would feel like he was dirtying his own hands.

"Mr. Chen, if you aren't relieved, I'll do it myself." Kawasaki Ye said with a mournful face.

He didn't want to either. Think about it: he was the dignified Kawasaki Ye, the Young Association Master of the Santai Association, who had always been a tyrant.

Now, in front of so many people from both sides, he had been slapped on the left cheek and then offered the right. Not only was his dignity completely lost, but he also had to keep fawning and apologizing.

"Alright, the medical expenses for everyone injured here today will be covered by you. No problem, right?" Chen Yu stared at him.

"No problem, of course no problem. Besides medical expenses, I will provide compensation for everyone." Kawasaki nodded repeatedly. There were quite a few injured people; this time he was truly bleeding money.

"All losses, you must also cover. No problem with that, right?" Chen Yu asked again.

"No problem. Actually, Qishu has always been the senior I respect the most." Kawasaki nodded continuously; he had no temper left at all now.

"That's fine then. Take your people and get out." Chen Yu sneered, "Don't cause trouble anywhere in Chinatown in the future, otherwise, I will make your Santai Association disappear."

"Understood, I understand." Kawasaki Ye didn't even dare to say a word of dissent. He nodded repeatedly and slipped away with his subordinates.

"Qishu, send the injured to the hospital." Chen Yu turned his head and said to Qishu.

"Alright, my apprentice has already arranged it. Today's matter started because of me, and I must take responsibility for it." Qishu nodded.

"What are you taking responsibility for? Kawasaki Ye is paying the medical bills; tell the hospital to go find him. If he dares not pay, I will storm their headquarters tomorrow." Chen Yu sneered. Things should be as they are; this grandson Kawasaki Ye cannot be let off so easily this time.

"This... really?" Qishu's gaze paused slightly, finding it hard to believe.

After all, Kawasaki Ye was no ordinary person; he was the son of the Santai Association President, and in Chinatown, this guy was someone no one dared to provoke.

Now that he had retreated, was it really possible to ask him for money?

"Hehe, did you think I was joking with him just now?" Chen Yu grinned, "You go to the hospital and just tell them that directly. You don't need to worry about the rest."

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Chen." Qishu was overjoyed; Chen Yu was truly backing him up this time.

"Good, Mr. Chen is great."

"With Mr. Chen here, will that bunch of fools dare to bully us in the future?"

"I suggest we let Mr. Chen be the President of the Chinese Association. Any objections?"

"No objections..."

The people around couldn't help but start applauding. Everyone looked at Chen Yu with high spirits.

Everyone had seen Chen Yu's performance just now; after all, this was someone who had beaten Kawasaki until he didn't even dare to let out a fart. With someone like this as their president, they would never have to suffer the indignity from these people again.

Chen Yu pressed his hands down, signaling everyone to quiet down.

"Let's not talk about the president position for now, after all, I am only staying here for a few days." Chen Yu smiled, "But, no matter who becomes the president, they must serve our compatriots, right?"

"Right..." A uniform shout rang out at the scene, and everyone's emotions were very high.

"But this guy has been in office for several years, right? His father was the former president, and after he retired, he became the new president." Chen Yu pointed at Huang Hong and said, "Are they, the father and son, or even the Huang Family, trying to monopolize this position of president?"

"He can forget it! The Huang father and son are not acting like human beings; drive him off the stage!"

"Right, elect a new president, we will all listen to Mr. Chen."

"Get out, Huang the Skin-Flayer..."

Huang Hong's actions had already reached a point that angered both gods and men.

This guy and his father had been in power for decades and had not missed a chance to line their own pockets. The Huang Family had always held a high position in the Chinese Community.

Moreover, they had amassed a great deal of wealth for themselves over the years. If it weren't for the fact that Huang Hong's old man's health didn't allow it, that old fellow would still be hogging the president's seat.

But no one expected that after the old fellow stepped down, he would turn around and promote his son. Was this hereditary?

"Huang Hong, if you still want a shred of face, voluntarily give up the president's seat. If you do that, it will count as your resignation." Chen Yu smiled and said, "If you stubbornly cling to this position and are driven off by everyone, the nature of it will change; you will become someone who was expelled."