The driver shook his headlight and honked his horn loudly.


    Jiro Kobayashi frowned and muttered, “Damn, is there even a bus that runs this way at night?”


    After expressing his frustration, he turned to the men dressed in ck and urged, “Get out of the way quickly! If passers-by start to get suspicious, it’ll lead to unnecessary trouble!”


    Just as one of the men in ck was about to step forward, the bus pulled up right in front of the two vehicles that were staged to look like a car ident.


    With the window rolled down, the driver shouted, “What’s going on here? There’s been a car ident, and you’re blocking the whole road!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    One of the men in ck quickly replied, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Move aside, move aside right now!”


    The driver, irritated, yelled back, “Come on! What’s taking so long? What a f*cking mess!”


    At this, the man in ck felt a surge of annoyance and shot back, “Bhaga! Why are you talking to me like that?!”


    The driver sneered, “Oh, I’m still Japanese, huh? What’s the big deal? Don’t act like you own the ce! This is f*cking China, you know? Come on, get with it—China!”


    This man in ck, a respected martial arts master back in Japan, was incensed by the bus driver’s disrespect. While he might not be as skilled as Nanako Ito’s master, Yamamoto Kazuki, he was still formidable. He felt the sting of indignation and muttered, “Damn it! If I don’t teach you a lesson today, you won’t understand the consequences of your cheap mouth!”<fn4efe> Fresh chapters posted on </fn4efe>


    Jiro Kobayashi quickly shouted, “Musashi! Keep your head in the game and don’t start trouble! Move the cars and let the bus through!”


    Reluctantly, the man in ck grit his teeth and pointed at the bus driver, cursing, “You’re lucky today! I’ll let you off this time!”


    The driverughed, spat out of the window, and continued to berate, “You little chicken feathers better behave, or I’ll kick you all the way back to Japan!”


    Jiro Kobayashi was taken aback that a bus driver would dare to call him ‘little feather.’


    An unprecedented wave of shame surged within him!


    As the president of Kobayashi Corporation and head of the Kobayashi family, he couldn’t tolerate such disrespectful names and insults!


    Just moments ago, he had told Musashi to keep calm, but now he was pointing angrily at the bus driver, shouting, “You lot, teach this bastard a lesson! Make sure he regrets opening his mouth!”


    Furious, the men in ck charged forward at hismand.


    They stormed to the side of the bus, mmed the door, and yelled, “Open up! We’re going to take you down today, you jerk!”


    Unfazed, the bus driver pressed the button to open the door while cursing, “You bunch of wannabes! You think you can mess with me? Let’s see if I won’t take you down!”


    As soon as he finished speaking, the door swung open fully.


    A few of the Japanese masters in ck rushed inside, ready to beat the driver to a pulp.


    However, they were caught off-guard when the door suddenly mmed shut behind them. In an instant, more than forty muscr men emerged from the shadows, brandishing pistols aimed directly at them inside the darkened bus.


    Just as they were about to panic, Charlie stood up with a yful smile and coldly ordered, “Everyone, get down on the ground and cover your heads! Otherwise, I’ll make sure you be a pile of human-shaped coal!”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>