Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 2737: The Jianghu is Everywhere

Although Ye Shuai was only fifteen years old, because Ye Yuze was away from home for a long time and his young mother Kesselring was still like a child, he seemed much more mature than his peers.

Since primary school, he has been accustomed to being independent and taking care of his younger brothers and sisters.

If it weren't for the reliable nanny Wang Shuqin, Marshal Ye would probably be able to cook all kinds of meals by now.

Even now, he has learned how to cook northern Xinjiang cuisine such as barbecue and pilaf, and he is the chef every time he sees a patient.

My stepmother likes to play and has parties with neighbors from time to time, and they all rely on him to keep things going.

In addition, his brothers and sisters have grown up and they also have some gatherings, so he has become the head of the Ye family.

This time when he came in, he really didn't care about his future or anything like that.

What he misses most is his family. He doesn't even have deep feelings for his mother, but over the years in Boston, he really has become inseparable from his brothers and sisters.

Seeing Marshal Ye in deep thought, Curly-haired Dog-legged brought him another bottle of Coke.

Marshal Ye looked curiously and asked, "Is there anything in here?"

Curly laughed and said embarrassedly:

"Money, basically all of these can be bought with money."

Marshal Ye understood instantly that this curly-haired guy seemed to be not short of money.

After asking about the general situation, I learned that there wasn't anything serious going on here. They were all people awaiting conviction, and they were all minors, so the management was relatively lax.

We eat in the cafeteria, which is much better than the police station, where we are not allowed to go out of the house. Here we have two hours of activity time every day.

The environment became more relaxed, and Marshal Ye felt more relaxed. Now that his father was back, he would be able to get out sooner or later, so Marshal Ye simply took things as they came.

The big guy got up half an hour later. The remaining small guy was timid and didn't know who to please.

Ye Shuai was not interested in being the king here. What good could two or three kittens do? Just don't mess with me.

Curly moved the big man's luggage away from the window and moved Ye Shuai's luggage over there, as it was well ventilated and far from the bathroom.

The big guy was still lying on the ground, so naturally he didn't dare to express any of his wishes.

Marshal Ye did not reject Curly's kindness. This guy is smart and can do great things. Who wouldn't like such a kid?

Knowing that he would only be fourteen in a few months, Ye Shuai liked him even more and patted him on the shoulder:

"Go to sleep. You have to protect me if anything happens in the future."

Curly's bright smile froze in an instant. I was trying to curry favor with you, wasn't it because I wanted you to protect me? How did it become the other way around?

I went to the cafeteria for breakfast and the food was pretty good, much richer than breakfast at home, most importantly, there were more varieties.

When Wang Shuqin cooks for them, she only makes a few of the dishes they like. How could there be so many kinds?

Marshal Ye was a little greedy for meat, so he picked up some steak and chicken legs and ate some, then nibbled a piece of bread, then picked up an avocado and ate it, and then looked around.

There are so many people, which shows that youth problems are also social problems.

The little guys all looked stern and glared at anyone who dared to provoke them, imitating the way they looked in gangster movies.

It seems that there are gangs here, and they all have their own small organizations and form circles.

The big guy in their room was nodding and bowing to a fat guy, pointing at him and saying something?

Curly's face changed, and he whispered to Marshal Ye:

"Don't look over there. That guy is the boss of the big guys. The boss is called the Butcher. He is very ruthless. Don't mess with him."

Ye Shuai smiled: "Won't you protect me from now on? What should I do if you are afraid of me?"

Curly looked bitter: "I can't even beat you, how can I protect you?"

Before the two men finished speaking, the butcher and the big man came over. The butcher looked at him sinisterly and shook his head.

"You are so delicate, you still want to be a prison boss? Aren't you afraid that someone will stab your asshole? Bring in $10,000 within this week, or you will be in trouble."

Before he could finish his words, Marshal Ye picked up half a bowl of soup and splashed it on his face.

"Get the hell out of here before I lose my temper, or in a minute I guarantee you'll have no choice but to crawl."

Marshal Ye has been a little angry these past two days, mainly because he has realized that showing weakness is useless in such a situation.

My father is clear about gratitude and grudges, and he will take revenge immediately, so he has a group of loyal friends. But my eldest brother is driven by interests, so he is naturally much worse.

Although he was educated by his mother to be a gentleman since childhood, he has always followed this path and regarded his elder brother as his role model.

But this incident completely changed him, because a gentleman cannot save the world...

The butcher was stunned for a moment, mainly because no one here dared to provoke him. He was also very famous outside and once chased three people with a knife.

What the hell is going on? Did the world change after waking up? How dare such a delicate and tender guy splash water on himself?

"Hahaha!"

A black man laughed at the butcher's miserable appearance and gave Marshal Ye a thumbs up:

"Not bad kid, keep going, come to me if you need anything!"

Marshal Ye glanced at the sturdy man and said, "Do you think you are better than him? Come here, I will splash you too."

"Fuck..."

Everyone was petrified instantly. The big man was called Shark. In this detention center, he and the Butcher were the two evil spirits that no one dared to provoke.

As a result, such a little brat actually shouted at them like this, and he who was originally watching the fun suddenly went crazy.

He took a few steps to stand in front of Marshal Ye and said, "Say it again!"

"Snapped!"

Marshal Ye said nothing, but just slapped Shark on the face, making him spin several times.

Curly was almost crying. As Marshal Ye's only subordinate, he had never expected that the new boss was so bold and daring. He was doomed to die this time, and he would be buried with him.

At this time, the butcher and the shark's people gathered around, there were dozens of them, of course many of them were trying to take advantage of the situation and buy a good one.

Marshal Ye stood up, picked up a chair, and broke off the two legs with his hands.

Just as he was about to rush up, someone behind him pulled his clothes:

"Boss, give me one. There are so many of them, I can't defeat them all!"

Looking back at Curly, he was looking at him with a fearless expression, but his whole body was shaking like a sieve, which made Marshal Ye laugh.

I reached out and handed him a chair leg, mainly to see if he dared to take action.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the chair leg was handed to Curly, the guy suddenly roared and rushed out.

The bench leg swung like a windmill and hit several people with a loud bang, mainly because it was too unexpected.

Those people cursed and were about to fight back.

The police began to shout and several people rushed over with batons and quickly dispersed the crowd.

They are usually too bored to care about minor conflicts and just want to watch the fun.

But nothing will really happen, otherwise, everyone will be held responsible. After all, they are responsible for guarding, and if something happens, it would be dereliction of duty.

If it gets more serious, you might have to move to another location and have to squat inside by yourself. No one wants to endure this result.

Being pulled apart like this, Shark and Butcher were naturally unwilling to accept this, but there was nothing they could do.

Although they are related, we naturally have to pay attention to the obvious impact.

The more successful a person is, the more versatile he is. Don't be fooled by their appearance. A real fool cannot be the boss and will be killed early.

After dinner, he returned to the cell. The big guy looked at Ye Feng with a complicated expression. He was beaten last night, and he hated this kid so much that he wanted to tear him into pieces.

However, he admired Marshal Ye's performance just now. He was really tough and dared to confront anyone!

But he was the one who filed the complaint, and he was afraid that Marshal Ye would beat him, so he was extremely nervous.

Shark was visited by two old brothers, and no one knew what they said. When Shark came back, he had a complicated expression.

Then the butcher was also visited, his expression was similar to the shark's, and on the way back, his pace was much slower.

Lunch was much richer than breakfast, and Marshal Ye ate it with great relish. When he returned to the cell, he wanted to move around a bit, but when he learned that he could go to the yard in the afternoon, he gave up.

Just now when they were eating, the shark and the butcher looked at him with very fierce eyes, which scared Curly so much that he trembled.

But Ye Shuai acted as if he didn't see it. He wasn't pretending to be cool, he really didn't care. It has come to this point, what is there to be afraid of?

If there is someone who is not afraid of death, then why should he be afraid? The worst that can happen is that they will die together.

My father always said to me when I was little: "When two people meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!"

During the afternoon exercise, there were only two guards standing outside the venue, but there were armed guards on the wall.

There are some sports equipment in the venue, and everyone plays basketball, football, and does some regular exercises.

The main purpose is to prevent long-term imprisonment from causing any harm to the body.

This was the first activity for Ye Shuai since he came in. He was good at baseball, but unfortunately there was no basketball here, so he had to go to the basketball area and play for a while.

Because they are mixed-blood, Ye Shuai and Ye Fei are both tall. Ye Shuai is now about 1.75 meters tall.

This is considered tall among young people, so he is very good at playing basketball.

In addition, he is very good at running and jumping and has strong collision ability. After a while, he became the focus.

I just played for more than ten minutes before being interrupted.

Shark and Butcher each came over with a group of people and dispersed the people playing ball. They wanted to play a game.

Ye Shuai wanted to leave, but was stopped by Shark: "Let's have a fight, you and Shark. If you beat us, everything that happened before will be written off."

The butcher also grinned: "Same, if you help me defeat them, then what happened before will be as if it never happened."

Marshal Ye curled his lips and said, "Why? It has nothing to do with me whether it's broken off or not. If you have the guts, just hit me!"

The butcher shook his head: "You don't dare, do you? If you are scared, just go down and we will fight on our own."

This made Ye Shuai feel uncomfortable and he hooked his hand:

"Whoever doesn't come is a grandson!"

Curly, who was cheering for Marshal Ye just now, looked worried:

"Boss, don't fight them. Why do I feel like they have bad intentions?"

Curly came close to Marshal Ye to wipe the sweat off his face and took the opportunity to remind him.

Marshal Ye smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Even if I don't fight, they will still cause trouble, right?"

Curly immediately understood that the boss was powerful.

A lot of people gathered around, and everyone understood that these two guys were definitely not up to no good. How could they not fight back when being slapped in the face?

Although there were many people who sympathized with Marshal Ye, they would never stand up for him, mainly because they could not afford to offend those two.

The game was very exciting. I have to say, there were a lot of talented people involved, including the Butcher and the Shark, who both had good skills.

After playing for more than half an hour, everyone was exhausted. Ye Shuai received the ball and dunked. The Shark stood in front of him and blocked his shot, trying to knock the ball away.

Unexpectedly, Ye Shuai made a fake move, then jumped and shot from the side with his right hand, and the ball went in.

Before Marshal Ye's body hit the ground, the shark kicked him in the stomach.

Ye Shuai turned in the air and kicked sideways, colliding with Shark's foot. Both of them took a few steps back.

Before Ye Shuai could stand firmly, he rolled forward and came in front of the shark again, and punched out with his right fist, which was the straight punch from the Baji small frame.

Marshal Ye started practicing this punch since the first time he met his father. It can be said to be his strongest move.

"bump!"

The shark groaned, then crawled on Marshal Ye's fist, its whole body seeming to be paralyzed.

Seeing this, several people around him quickly attacked Marshal Ye. Marshal Ye moved around and knocked down several people in succession.

At this time, the butcher's people also joined the battle, and more than a dozen people began to besiege Marshal Ye.

No matter how strong Marshal Ye was, he was surrounded and had no way to defend himself, and he was hit several times accidentally.

"what……"

An inhuman cry was heard outside.

It turned out that Curly found a wooden stick from somewhere and rushed towards the crowd.

When he reached the outside of the fighting circle, he swung the stick and hit Marshal Ye on the head and face, making a hole. Then he thrust the stick into Marshal Ye's hand.

"Boss, go ahead!"

Then he put his hands on his head, squatted on the ground and prepared to be beaten, because he knew he couldn't get out.

With the stick in his hand, Marshal Ye instantly became more powerful than a tiger. With just a swing, he made a circle, and then chopped, swept, poked and lifted.

After a dozen moves, there was basically no opponent in front of him, and he stood there majestically, looking at his opponent with disdain:

"Who else is coming?"

The butcher covered his arm and glared at him fiercely: "Bastard, I will kill you sooner or later!"

Marshal Ye swept his stick across, and the butcher lay on the ground, covering his leg and screaming.

The guards rushed in, but there were too many onlookers. They couldn't get in at all.

Curly looked at the spoils on the ground, dancing with joy. He took the stick from Marshal Ye's hand and hit each of them.

The crowd didn't know whether they were doing it on purpose or not, and they squeezed tighter and tighter than each other. When the guards finally rushed in, Ye Shuai and Juanmao were just leisurely smoking cigarettes and watching the people struggling on the ground.

A guard asked angrily:

"How did this happen?"

Curly shrugged, "They were playing ball. I suggest that we cancel this kind of sport in the future. It's too debilitating."

After checking, they found no wounds, so the guards gave up. There was no fuss about punishing the murderer.

After all, a group of people took on one person and were defeated by him. It would be embarrassing if this matter were made public. So the matter could only be left unresolved.

After returning to the cell, the big guy immediately knelt down in front of Marshal Ye. He was afraid that he would be killed by Marshal Ye.

Marshal Ye waved his hand: "Get up, you are not worth my attack..."

Here come the big guys