Chapter 45: The Wicked Old Man, The Old Mischief

Yang Changfeng’s slap was exactly what some people had been longing for. The elderly believe their age gives them reason, that their age makes them untouchable; if you dare raise your voice to them, they’ll extort you for every penny, let alone if you lay a hand on them. If it were possible to deal with those elders who behave disgracefully, someone would have done it long ago.

But Yang Changfeng was not afraid.

This old woman was clearly one of those who often danced in the square, healthy and vigorous. With his penetrating gaze, no one could hide their true physical condition. Choosing to act against this old woman was a decision Yang Changfeng had made after careful consideration.

Others might indulge them, but he wouldn’t.

Extortion? Excellent. He was short on money anyway—if they failed to extort him, they’d have to compensate him instead!

The old woman shrieked and collapsed onto the ground with a deliberate slowness, clearly afraid of pain. “He hit me! He hit me! This young man hit me, don’t let him get away!” She lay there, wailing and pounding the floor, clutching Yang Changfeng’s trouser leg for effect.

Yang Changfeng paid her no mind, raised his hand, and briskly slapped two more elderly people. He didn’t hold back; after two strikes, their mouths were swelling at the corners.

Chen Aijia, furious, said, “You really went and did it! Though honestly, they deserved it.”

“If they deserve it, then let them have it. Want to extort me? Don’t interfere—just watch and see how I deal with these shameless old fools today. Acting like society owes them something? Damn it, if I don’t see them locked up behind bars for a few days, I won’t be called Yang.” Yang Changfeng sneered, grabbed the collars of two old men, flung them aside, and strode over to step on the masked man who was crawling toward a handgun. He glanced at the security camera and spoke to the three bank staff who had opened the security door and come out, “You should be witnesses. If I hadn’t acted, the criminal would have recovered his weapon and posed a deadly threat to us all.”

The female staff member was hesitant, but the male colleague gave a hearty laugh. “No problem, I can testify—and the security camera will provide evidence.”

The female worker protested, “Still, you shouldn’t use violence! Haven’t you heard of respecting the elderly and caring for the young?”

Yang Changfeng retorted, “Do they have the right to demand respect?”

“But you shouldn’t use violence—they’re old!” The female staffer was persistent.

Chen Aijia, unable to bear it, raised her brows and said, “Fine, I’ve noted your employee number. You’d better keep your words consistent, or I’ll file a complaint with headquarters about your attitude.”

The male employee, apparently a supervisor, stepped in to mediate. “Let’s compromise. After all, they’re family members of staff. Let it go.”

The old woman cursed, “So you’re siding with outsiders, are you? Zhang, just you wait—I’ll see you stripped of your rank. Do you know who I am?”

So, it wasn’t just that the bank was open late because of someone—it was because these elderly folks were relatives of the staff, and that’s why the doors were still open?

Yang Changfeng sneered, pointed at the old woman, and said, “You’d better see this through. Don’t back out halfway.”

“What are you doing?!” The female worker pushed Yang Changfeng aside and snapped, “Don’t you see how old she is? I can’t believe you think violence is the only solution.”

Chen Aijia, dialing the police again, laughed coldly, mocking, “They’re not his parents. Why should he have to do everything they say just because they’re old? Want to be strict about it? No problem—I just hope you don’t regret it.”

The company had a legal department, plenty of professional legal advisors; if it came to a lawsuit, as long as they were thorough, no malicious elder could get away with it.

Yang Changfeng caught Chen Aijia’s hand as she reached for her phone and smiled softly. “Relax, it hasn’t come to that yet. We’ll see how the police handle things. If they want to take it seriously, they shouldn’t blame me for being ruthless. If they want to bankrupt me, let them bankrupt themselves first. Don’t worry, I know my limits.”

Chen Aijia pulled her hand away, pouting. “Fine, if you don’t want me to interfere, I won’t. I’d like to see how you deal with this.”

Within five minutes, a police car arrived with a shriek. A squad of fully armed SWAT officers rushed in, secured the scene, signaled safety to the backup and medical teams, and immediately carried two barely breathing security guards out at a sprint. Now it was a battle between medical staff and the Grim Reaper.

The dead criminals, of course, received no such treatment. The masked man, still barely alive, glared viciously at Yang Changfeng, who smiled and said, “Go peacefully. When you get out, I’ll make sure you go right back in. Someone like you is too much of a threat to the public.”

The SWAT captain exclaimed, “You handled it yourself? Brother, you must be trained! To take out criminals under three guns, protect yourself and others—well done!”

Yang Changfeng grinned. “I’m self-taught, nothing too impressive. Tell me, I won’t be accused of excessive force, will I?”

“No, the criminals fired their guns,” the captain replied.

Yang Changfeng nodded. “Good, that’s a relief. By the way, one escaped—dressed the same, driving a Santana, heading out of town. Block the highway, and you’ll catch him.”

“Why didn’t you say so sooner?” The captain hurriedly contacted his superiors.

Yang Changfeng knew the score: fleeing the city to the highway was suicide. No matter how fast the car, it couldn’t outrun a phone call. Escape on foot? On an overpass, any random vehicle could teach you about free fall.

At that moment, the group of elderly men surrounded the SWAT captain, each pitifully beginning their accusations.

“Officer, that man assaulted us! He was fiercer than the criminals, nearly killed us—look what he did to us!” The old men collectively played the victim.

The SWAT captain was stunned; he’d thought the old woman was knocked down by the masked man, but it turned out it was the young fellow.

“This isn’t our department’s concern. But, there may have been reasons—no need to equate him with the criminals, surely?” The captain looked deeply displeased. What was wrong with these people? The man had saved them, and now they were turning on him, biting the hand that rescued them. Such ingratitude.

But they were elderly; he couldn’t do much.

“If you don’t arrest him, I won’t go to the hospital. If I die here, it’s your responsibility,” the old woman clung to the captain’s trouser leg again.

Chen Aijia sneered, “So you just want money. Go ahead—how much are you trying to extort?”

The SWAT captain was clearly troubled—he still had a mission to complete. The rest of these matters belonged to another department; until all the criminals were apprehended, he couldn’t withdraw his team.

But the old woman refused to let go, and with her age, he couldn’t simply shake her off.

What to do?

As soon as Chen Aijia spoke, the old woman pointed at Yang Changfeng and spat, “I want him dead! Don’t think I care about your filthy money, you pair of little wretches.”