Chapter 1743: Assassination

"Finish your work first, then think about other things, alright? Who hasn't been young before?" The older bodyguard couldn't help but squint at the kid, his face full of disdain.

Indeed, young people dare to fight and struggle, relying on a burst of impulsiveness, but reality will slap them hard in the face.

Kawasaki Ye was squandering money recklessly like this; it was unknown how much time had passed, but he was finally satisfied. He swayed as he walked down from the stage, and then several subordinates hurriedly supported him.

He was drunk, muttering nonsensical things, and everywhere he went, all the waiters bowed to greet him.

But when passing by that young bodyguard, the young bodyguard held his head high, ignoring his existence.

"Hey, did you not see me coming?" Kawasaki Ye stared at the bodyguard, spraying alcohol fumes.

"I saw you." The young bodyguard nodded, but he still wore an arrogant expression.

"Then why didn't you bow and greet me?" Kawasaki Ye looked drunk; he was bigger than the boss in this club, and the service staff here were all like grandsons in front of him.

But this young guy held his head high, with his nostrils pointed at the sky, which made him very unhappy.

"I am an employee here, not your servant, why should I bow to you?" The young bodyguard was very unhappy.

This young man had a trace of hatred for the rich, especially since this guy had just been throwing money around like dirt, which made the anger in his heart grow a few points more.

"Heh, interesting, there is actually someone who dares to talk to me like this now." Kawasaki Ye laughed; he reached out and pushed away two subordinates, walked over unsteadily, and grabbed the bodyguard by the collar.

"But kid, I am a customer here, spending hundreds of millions of dollars here every year. I am your God, your provider; your salary is paid by me, so shouldn't you be a little more respectful to me?"

"Let go." A trace of anger flashed in the young bodyguard's eyes, and he backhanded Kawasaki Ye away: "My salary is paid by my boss, and I have also put in corresponding effort. This is money I earned myself, not something you gave in charity."

"Heh, not something I gave in charity?" Kawasaki Ye sneered: "Kid, how about this, you kneel to me, and I'll give you money."

As Kawasaki Ye spoke, he waved his hand, and a subordinate hurriedly handed over a briefcase.

Once the briefcase was opened, it was full of money, and it was US dollars at that.

"Kneel down, and this is yours." Kawasaki Ye took out a stack of money and stared at the young bodyguard.

"Don't think you can insult people just because you have money; I have dignity." The young bodyguard was furious.

"Dignity is worth nothing, kid, don't be ungrateful." Kawasaki Ye grabbed the money and slammed it onto the young bodyguard's head.

"You..." The young bodyguard was furious and stepped forward to take action, but the older bodyguard beside him held him down tightly.

"Mu Ye, think about your life, think about your family situation, don't be impulsive."

Hatred erupted from the young bodyguard's eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Heh, I thought your dignity was worth so much." Kawasaki Ye laughed: "Turns out it's nothing more than this, fragile."

"Young Master Kawasaki, he is new and doesn't know the rules, I'm sorry." The older bodyguard hurriedly bowed to apologize.

"I want him to bow his head, not you, get lost." Kawasaki Ye kicked the older bodyguard away, grabbed Mu Ye's hair, and sprayed alcohol fumes: "Are you going to bow your head or not?"

Mu Ye clenched his fists tightly, but in the end, he helplessly loosened them.

Like most young people, although he was full of hot blood, he had to face reality, and with his current strength, it was impossible to go up against Kawasaki Ye.

He had no choice but to lower his head helplessly, without saying a word.

"Kneel down." Kawasaki Ye became even more aggressive.

"What?" Mu Ye suddenly raised his head, his eyes even more furious.

"I told you to... kneel down." Kawasaki Ye repeated his words: "Do you not understand what I mean?"

"Why?" Mu Ye was unconvinced; why should he kneel down? Is having money so great? Can having money make one superior to others?

"Just because I have money, just because I am the future heir of the Santai Association, isn't that enough? Kid, don't think that everyone in this world is equal; this world has never been fair." Kawasaki Ye sneered: "Immediately, kneel down."

"Don't even think about it." Mu Ye gritted his teeth and stared at Kawasaki Ye, roaring.

"Haha, do you think you can resist? Make him kneel." Kawasaki Ye said sharply.

"Yes..." A group of Kawasaki Ye's lackeys stepped forward, grabbing Mu Ye and forcing him to the ground.

Mu Ye still wanted to resist, but he took several heavy punches to his body, and then he was forcibly pressed to the ground.

"Kid, who do you think you are? Let me tell you, this world has always been like this. If you want to play with me, be born into a better family in your next life. I'm in a good mood today, so I won't lower myself to your level, but you need to recognize who you are."

Kawasaki Ye slapped Mu Ye's face repeatedly, and then stepped on his face.

Mu Ye was kicked to the ground, his face pressed hard against the floor, and then he was met with a rain of fists.

Indeed, there is no fairness in this world at all. Mu Ye was the one who was harmed, but in the end, he was lectured by the boss and fired, and he wasn't even paid his wages.

Outside the clubhouse, Mu Ye dragged his injured body, looking disheveled. His gaze was full of resentment; he wanted revenge, but he had no ability.

"Want revenge?" Just at this moment, a figure walked to his side.

Mu Ye looked up and saw a young man with a Huaxia face.

"What does it have to do with you?" Mu Ye was full of resentment; he felt that this world was not fair, and he also felt that there was no justice to speak of.

"Perhaps I can help you." Chen Yu sat down beside him and handed him a pill.

"I don't need your help, I can solve my own problems." Mu Ye glanced at him and then said bitterly: "One day, I will make those people pay the price."

"Heh, only cowardly people make these meaningless threats. If someone truly has dignity, they usually take revenge on the spot." Chen Yu smiled faintly.

"What do you know? You don't understand at all! Who are you, why are you meddling in my business?" Mu Ye roared.

"You have quite a lot of dignity, don't you?" Chen Yu sneered: "In fact, this kind of dignity of yours is just inferiority, because you have no ability to reclaim your own dignity at all."

"Nonsense, I'm going to find him right now and kill him." Mu Ye roared.