A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 141

Inside the lobby.

Ye Fan had already thrown his phone over to Zhao Li-Chun.

The latter looked down and saw the caller ID displayed on the phone. The name was "Lei San."

"Boss, I think this fellow is just bluffing."

"Why bother with him?"

"Let's just break his leg."

Inside the restaurant, the other gangsters were laughing mockingly at Ye Fan, as if he were a moron.

After all, Ye Fan was just a poor person from the countryside. And he looked like a greehorn. Even if he were to join their gang, he would only end up as an insignificant errand boy.

He said he knew Master Lei San of Jingzhou?

And made Master Lei San kowtow to him?

Even the crown prince of the Lei family had to kneel and beg for mercy in front of him?

They were probably lies.

Made-up stories that only an idiot would believe.

The burly men laughed sinisterly as they walked forward and readied themselves to whack Ye Fan.

But, at this moment, Zhao Li-Chun suddenly stretched out his hand to stop them.

"You bastard. You put on a good act."

"Fine. I will play your game."

"I want to see exactly how long you can keep up with this act."

As he was speaking to Ye Fan, Zhao Li-Chun tapped the "Answer" icon on the phone.

And then he set it on speaker mode. He also turned up the volume to maximum so that everyone could hear the conversation.

"Hi, is this Mr. Chu?" The voice of a middle-aged man drifted through from the other end of the line.

Zhao Li-Chun asked for the caller's identity instead of answering the question.

"I am Lei San?”

"Lei San of Jingzhou. Mr. Chu, did you forget? We just met." A hint of doubt could be heard in Lei San's voice.

Zhao Li-Chun burst out laughing immediately.

"Hahaha~"

"Hey everybody! He says he is Lei San!"

"Do you believe him?"

"Haha~"

Zhao Li-Chun and his men laughed mockingly. They looked as if they had just heard the funniest joke in the world. Even Zhao Li-Chun's coquettish female companion was laughing. Her body shook gracefully as she covered her mouth with her hand.

"Mm?" "You are not Mr. Chu?"

"Who are you?"

"Where is Mr. Chu?"

After Lei San heard what Zhao Li-Chun had to say, he realized that something was wrong. His tone immediately turned sombre, cold and authoritarian.

"Who ami?" "I am your father." "Come on, son. Call me daddy. If you do that, I might spare your Mr. Chu." "Hahaha~"

Zhao Li-Chun's words caused everyone to burst out laughing.

They looked as if they were having fun teasing a moron.

"How dare you!"

"Who the hell are you people?"

"How dare you talk this way to me, Lei San?"

"I think you must be tired of living in this world." Lei San was clearly enraged. When he spoke, one could feel the overwhelming coldness and authority that were packed into his words, even though his voice was coming through from the other end of the phone line.

"Damn it! You really think you are some kind of big shot, huh?"

"You are Lei San?"

"If you are Master Lei San, then I am your father!" "How dare you put on airs before me.' "I am Zhao Li-Chun! You freaking think you can scare me so easily?!"

Zhao Li-Chun's voice was frosty cold as he lashed out at Lei San, and his eyes were filled with mocking laughter.

"I said, I am Lei San," the caller repeated himself.

Zhao Li-Chun sneered and said, "And I said, I am your father."

"I am really Lei San."

"And I really am your father."

"Do you have a death wish?!” The heavy voice of the male caller drifted through from the other end of the phone line, and it sounded even colder this time.

But one could easily hear the towering rage that was suppressed underneath his words.

It seemed that the caller was already on the brink of going berserk.