Chased to be A Husband

Chapter 6 That's the motherfucker!

    Chase hadn't been to work for many days because he couldn't go out to meet people. Those tiger women had "carved" his pancake face, and his face was full of abstract patterns. So how dare he go out.

    On the tenth day, all the scabs on his face finally disappeared. He couldn't stay free any longer and had to go to earn money for Donna. With a monthly allowance of 300,000 NS$, Chase felt that Donna, a fat woman, was even more stingy than Shylock in The Merchant of Venice.

    "Help! Someone is fighting! Help!" When Chase was about to get off work at midnight, there was a very exaggerated cry of  "Minister" Bobbie from the walkie-talkie. It was a bit stern and scary, but Chase knew that this woman always liked to put on airs. Although her voice was "sorrowful", he thought it might not be a big deal.

    "Sister Bobbie, what happened?" Chase asked casually by pressing the intercom button.

    "Dorky, come quickly! Someone is beating Daisy." Sister Bobbie shouted.

    "Why did Daisy go to the fourth floor? Isn't she the waitress in the restaurant on the second floor?" Chase wondered. He picked up the plastic baton and ran to the fourth floor. Daisy was Donna's cousin, the only person in the entire Weiner Village who had spoken for Chase, and he took her as a friend, of course.

    In Box 412, about four "princesses" were squeezing on the sofa and shivered, while Daisy had fallen to the ground, her cheeks were red and swollen, and blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth. But she didn't cry, and stared at Black Bear sitting on the sofa with burning eyes.

    Black Bear was not a black man, but because he was blacker than all the people of New South and big in size, he was called Black Bear. Black Bear was very good at fighting, and he's  Davis's sidekick. Davis took him everywhere because Black Bear was his top lackey.

    Davis was in the third box on the opposite side. He asked Black Bear to lead people to make trouble with excuses, just to attract Chase.

     Davis could be so wayward because he was the son of the wealthy Lawrance Davis, AKA Goldteeth's son. Goldteeth was a tycoon who took both black and white, a master who had made the whole country frightened.

    Daisy was a waitress in the catering department on the second floor, but today she was seconded to the fourth floor. She didn't expect that when it was almost time to get off work, she would be sexually harassed by Black Bear when she brought drinks over to 412, and she was forced to stay. Although Daisy was petite, she was aggressive, so naturally, Black  Bear couldn't do whatever he wanted.

    Relying on Davis's power, the domineering Black Bear slapped her a few times when Daisy resisted. The petite and skinny Daisy couldn't stand the big man's palm, her ears buzzed and went dizzy for a while, and she fell to the ground after shaking a few times.

    Seeing Chase rushing in, Daisy called out his nickname with a great grievance, struggling to stand up.

    Chase stretched out his hand to pull Daisy up, watching her pretty face turn into a pig's head, he felt a nameless fire rushing straight into his head: The bastard actually beat a woman. No matter who he is, he should die!

    "Who, who did it?" Chase's face was black as charcoal.

    "Brother Black Bear taught this rude b***h a lesson. What's your business? Who the hell are you?" A young man jumped out and said.

    "Brother Black Bear? This grandma's dry s**t?" Chase said, pointing to Black Bear.

    "It's he! It's this motherfucker who strangled Mr. Davis' neck. Catch him..." Suddenly a lackey screamed and rushed towards Chase. This lackey had met Chase that day. Chase couldn't recognize him, but  Davis specially arranged this lackey here to recognize Chase.

   BANG.

    Before the lackey wanted to get credit in front of Black Bear and leaped on Chase. Chase bent and stretched out his arms and slapped the lackey's face, and then stamped him on his stomach, kicking him directly to the corner of the wall, and the lackey hit the wall with a bang.

At the same time, Chase was confused: Who the heck is this "Mr. Davis?" And who is this Black Bear? Wait! Damn, don't tell me "Mr. Davis" is the scum I kidnapped that day. Holy s**t! He's is taking revenge now.

    Chase suddenly thought about what happened that day, knowing what was wrong. He took Daisy and turned around, and ran out.

    However, Davis, who was on the opposite side, was already blocking the door with his men. He had been paying attention to the movement here. As long as his lackeys shouted, he would come over. If it was someone else, Black Bear would deal with it.

    "Haha, Superman Chase Goodwill, where are you going? Why are you in such a hurry." Davis let two hunks guard both sides, stood at the door and sneered." The one who strangled my neck turns out to be a little security guard. It's interesting, haha! Come one, lads, hit him first! Hit him until he can't recognize his mommy, then take him back and discuss with him about how to torture him."

    After Davis finished speaking, he shrank back and hid behind the two hunks, fearing that he would be held by Chase again.

    "Ah, it's really troublesome this time. I am caught in the cafe. s**t, I'm not a stray cat. They want to close the door and catch... to catch the Superman? Don't even think about it."

    Chase looked back at Daisy, hinting that she should call Rennie as soon as possible. Then he took a step forward, raised his head, and laughed, "Haha, Mr. Davis? Bah, you are just a stinky s**t. Trash, you even dare to call yourself 'Mr.' ? This is an insult to human beings in this world. Trash, don't hide in the back, get out and let me throw you in the trash bin."

    "f**k, you guys get on and hit him! Hurry up!" Davis was furious, but he didn't dare to stand up, hiding behind the big men and yelling.

    Before he could finish his curse, Chase launched an attack and rushed out first.

    Soon, a burst of flesh and bones collided, the sound of fists and palms hitting the flesh sounded, and two lackeys had been beaten down by Chase.

    One party wanted to rush out to escape, and the other party wanted to grab the person and ask for credit. For a while, the fists flew in the box, and the wind of hands whizzed. In a moment, Chase had overturned four opponents, and he rushed into the aisle to fight with the two hunks that blocked outside and Black Bear.

    Chase's movements were light and dexterous, and his actions were mixed with simple or complex ones. In this narrow aisle, Chase was very flexible. On the other hand, Black Bear and the two big men who blocked the door were in a bad situation because the aisle was too narrow and they were restricted. The two sides fought for several rounds. A big man was kicked by Chase'S wicked trick, squatting on the ground with his crotch, screaming, yelling, and cursing Chase for using despicable and shameless tricks.

    Chase didn't care: Are you joking? It's the time about life and death. As long as I can survive, what's the matter of being shameless? If I got to die, what is the use of having the fame?

    "Stop, stop..." When Chase knocked down another fat man, and only Black Bear was left, Lil Labosky and the other security guards came over.

    "f**k, when did these bastards learn the police trick: always show up at the end of the matter?" Chase was pissed.

    "Yes, stop, or I'm going to kill you all." Just as Labosky's voice fell, someone behind them said, his voice as cold as ice.