Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

"It's over, it's over! Someone's dead!"

The other security guards, seeing this scene, immediately showed expressions of sorrow and shock.

However, their acting was simply too poor.

Just now, the person and the car were extremely close, and even if the Chery 1.6 accelerated, in first gear, it could only rush up to 30 mph at most.

A 30 mph collision, with such a short distance, could it kill a person?

Clearly impossible.

Ye Ling didn't pay any attention to their cries. After parking the car, he made a point to observe the surroundings.

As expected, there were luxury cars on both sides of the Chery, an Audi Q7 and a Porsche Cayenne.

But to say there weren't any cars under 200,000 in the entire parking lot was bullsh*t.

At the very least, Ye Ling saw no fewer than 10.

These cars belonged to employees as well as customers who came here to dine.

If they couldn't afford a lavish meal, spending a few hundred for a buffet was still feasible, right?

"Ye Ling, he... he isn't really dead, is he?"

As she got out of the car, Liu Qiao'er asked worriedly.

Those security guards heard this and a sneer appeared in their hearts.

But Ye Ling's words almost made them spurt blood.

"No worries, if he's dead, then I'll just consider it as ridding the people of a scourge."

"Oh."

Liu Qiao'er obediently nodded her head.

She wasn't stupid. She knew that Ye Ling would have everything under control.

Watching the two of them head towards the hotel, the security guard around thirty years old immediately glared and shouted, "F*ck, a person is dead, and you don't give a damn?"

"Didn't I say? It's better if he's dead," Ye Ling replied indifferently.

"I'm telling you, if you save him now, you might be able to bring him back to life, at most you'll just pay for some medical bills. But if you don't save him, once we call the police, then you'll be charged with premeditated murder!" the man shouted.

"So it's medical expenses you want..."

Ye Ling laughed and released Liu Qiao'er's slender waist. He walked over to the young security guard.

"Hmm, scared now, aren't you?"

The security guard around thirty coldly sneered, "If you send him to the hospital now and he survives, pay some compensation for the loss, and we can pretend this never happened."

"No need."

Ye Ling said this indifferently and bent down. Suddenly, he struck out and slapped the young security guard across the face with a smack.

The slap was undeniably painful.

The young security guard, who had been feigning death just now, immediately let out a pained cry and opened his eyes.

"What are you doing?!" shouted the security guard around thirty.

"Saving him," Ye Ling shrugged.

Pointing to the young security guard, he said, "You see, isn't this method effective? He woke up instantly, and no need to pay for medical expenses now."

"Motherf*cker, is that how you save people?!" cursed the security guard around thirty.

Ye Ling's expression darkened, "Say that again?"

"What if I did?"

"Bang!"

No sooner had his words fallen than Ye Ling's foot was plastered across his face.

The guard's cap was kicked away, and his nose was almost level with his face, spurting blood continuously.

"Now do you understand what you said?"

Ye Ling walked over and pointed at him, "Shut your f*cking mouth tight, be careful not to let the wind blow through and choke you, you dogsh*t."

"You wait for me!"
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The young security guard cursed and took out his cell phone, but it was unclear who he called.

Soon after, a fat middle-aged man came out through the hotel's revolving doors.

The fat man was dressed in a suit and wearing a tie around his neck, but his excessive flesh nearly burst through his white shirt.

Ye Ling saw the name badge on his suit, which read Du Ping, the general manager of the Donghai City Welcoming Hotel.

"Sun Nan, what's the meaning of this?"

Upon seeing the young security guard's bruised face, Du Ping frowned and asked.

"Brother-in-law, you must stand up for me in this matter!"

As soon as Sun Nan saw Du Ping emerge, his confidence surged.

"Brother-in-law, this guy is too arrogant, too insolent, look how he beat up your brother-in-law here!"

After looking at Ye Ling and then at Liu Qiao'er, seeing their plain clothing, Du Ping felt a sense of relief.

Although he was the general manager here and newcomers to this five-star hotel were mostly from wealthy and noble backgrounds, Du Ping was really afraid that his reckless brother-in-law had offended someone they couldn't afford to provoke.

"What exactly happened?"

Du Ping asked again, looking serious.

"It's like this, brother-in-law..."

Sun Nan said, "This person drove a broken... drove a Chery here, and our hotel has a policy, right? Cars under 200,000 can't park in the parking lot, I didn't let him park, and he hit me, and he even ran me over with his car, look, that's his car."

As he spoke, Sun Nan pointed to Ye Ling's red Chery.

"There's such a matter?"

Du Ping frowned and said to Ye Ling, "Sir, this was wrong of you. The hotel has its own management methods. We're not the owners of the hotel to say whatever goes. It's too much that you resorted to violence and hit someone, isn't it?"

As Sun Nan's brother-in-law, Du Ping would naturally help, otherwise, he wouldn't have come out.

Moreover, a large part of the tips Sun Nan obtained through these means ended up in his own pocket.

Being the general manager of the hotel, it was embarrassing to have someone beat up his brother-in-law right at the entrance of his own hotel. If he didn't handle this well, how could he lift his head in the hotel in the future?

"You're his brother-in-law?" Ye Ling suddenly asked.

"What about it?" Du Ping replied impatiently.

"Figures. Birds of a feather flock together, not a single good one among you," Ye Ling scoffed.

"Hmph, at first I was considering settling this privately, but seeing you like this, it doesn't seem like you want to settle it privately. In that case, let's just call the police."

As he spoke, Du Ping took out his phone.

But he didn't dial 110 directly; instead, he hesitated, as if waiting for Ye Ling to beg for mercy.

After quite some time, Ye Ling still hadn't spoken.

When Du Ping looked up, he saw Ye Ling staring at him with a smile!

"Aren't you going to call?"

Ye Ling pulled out his own phone and said lightly, "You're not calling, huh? Alright, then I will."

Ye Ling wasn't dialing the number to report the incident to the police but called Shen Yuexin instead.

Shen Yuexin was the president of Huamei Group, and since the Welcoming Hotel was under the Huamei Group's banner, who else would he call?

"Is there an issue?"

Once the call connected, Shen Yuexin's aloof voice came through.

"True to form, the beautiful CEO, so direct," Ye Ling commented and then asked, "Where are you at?"

"What does it have to do with you? If there's nothing important, I'll hang up; I'm in a meeting," Shen Yuexin said.

"Hold on!"

Ye Ling quickly said, "I've run into a bit of trouble, and it involves your family's business. Thought I'd discuss it with you."