Chapter 197: The Face of a Foreign Slave

When Cao Xiaowan saw Kanu, she immediately threw herself into his arms like a little bird, first kissing him on the cheek, then saying, “Kanu, these are my two best friends, Qin Chuchu and An Yimo.”

“Hello, two beautiful ladies!”

Kanu’s tone of voice was stiff. After he finished speaking, he chuckled at the two of them, and his teeth appeared exceptionally white against his skin.

Watching this ugly, beast-like giant smile at them, both women felt a tingling sensation on their scalps and goosebumps all over their bodies.

Qin Chuchu even retreated directly to Ye Bufan’s side, reaching out and taking his arm, only then feeling a sense of security.

Cao Xiaowan said, “Chu Chu, Xiao Mo, how about it? Isn’t my man excellent? Kanu also has a few brothers and friends. How about I introduce them to you too?”

Qin Chuchu quickly said, “I already have Xiao Fan, so I don’t need anyone else.”

An Yimo said, “I also want to find my Prince Charming; I don’t need anyone else.”

Cao Xiaowan pouted and said, “I really don’t know what you two are thinking. What’s so good about Chinese men? How can they compare to our excellent Kanu?”

Kanu sized up Qin Chuchu and An Yimo. These two Chinese girls were much more beautiful than his own woman, and his eyes couldn’t help but gleam with lust.

He said, “Two beautiful Young Misses, I’ll show you my excellence in a moment. Our African men are far superior to your Chinese men. I believe you will come to like us.”

Qin Chuchu obviously didn’t want to continue this topic, nor did she like hearing him slander Chinese men, but out of consideration for Cao Xiaowan’s Face, she didn’t directly refute him.

She changed the topic and said, “Mr. Kanu, what kind of competition is it today?”

“It’s like this: the night before last, a few ignorant fellows at this martial arts hall offended my brother, so today I’m going to show them a thing or two and challenge their martial arts hall.

Chinese men are really too weak. In a moment, you will see the grace of me and my brothers.”

This guy even showed off his strong muscles as he spoke.

“I never thought that a dark Face could be so thick-skinned,” Ye Bufan said. “It was clearly your people who molested girls in our China and got taught a lesson, yet you still speak so righteously.”

Qin Chuchu was slightly taken aback and asked, “Xiao Fan, you know about this?”

Ye Bufan nodded: “The night before last, two black men, drunk, harassed Chinese girls, and as a result, they were encountered by three students from this martial arts hall.

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The two sides clashed, and one of them was Han Shuai, my dorm brother.”

Hearing this situation, Qin Chuchu and An Yimo’s expressions changed.

As Chinese people, they naturally knew which side they should stand on, but they never expected to be dragged by Cao Xiaowan to stand with Kanu and cheer him on.

An Yimo said discontentedly, “Xiao Wan, why did you call us here for this kind of situation? To make us traitors and betrayers of our country?”

Before Cao Xiaowan could speak, Kanu spread his large hands and said, “Beautiful Young Miss, it’s not like that. My brother merely greeted them. You should know that hugging is a custom in our region; this is not harassment at all.

And those people were clearly jealous of my brother, so they came up and acted without distinguishing right from wrong. That was a very rude act, so I will make them pay the price.”

Cao Xiaowan glared fiercely at Ye Bufan, clearly blaming him for being meddlesome, and said discontentedly, “Did you hear that? This was not harassment at all, but a custom from Kanu’s hometown.

This matter can only be blamed on the ignorant people at the martial arts hall who don’t understand anything, and yet they came out to fight for justice in such a situation.

It’s clear that they offended Kanu’s compatriots, and such a mistake is unforgivable.”

Although the two of them glorified the matter in a righteous manner, Qin Chuchu and An Yimo were both very intelligent women and naturally understood what was going on.

Ye Bufan sneered, “Customs? Then I’ll tell you, we in China also have our customs: good wine for guests, and hunting rifles for wolves.

Those who dare to offend our China will ultimately pay the price.”

Although Kanu understood Chinese, he was not particularly proficient in this statement and heard it somewhat vaguely, not fully grasping its meaning.

Cao Xiaowan, however, heard it clearly and immediately shrieked, “Ye, what do you mean by that?

What’s the big deal about Kanu’s brother hugging that woman? It should be their honor. Instead, you people are making a fuss. Can’t you be more generous?

Since those people at the martial arts hall don’t respect foreign friends, then they deserve to be taught a lesson.”

Ye Bufan’s expression turned cold, and he looked at her with burning eyes, saying, “A foreign slave like you truly doesn’t deserve to live in China.”

Cao Xiaowan said disdainfully, “Do you think I want to? In a few days, I’m going with Kanu to his place. I’ll be a queen soon.

A queen, do you understand? It’s something ordinary people like you can’t even imagine.”

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Listening to their conversation, Kanu seemed to understand what Ye Bufan had just said. He said, “Chinese man, if you have an opinion, you are welcome to come on stage later, and I will teach you how to be a person.”

Cao Xiaowan followed up, shouting, “Did you hear that? If you dare to go on stage, they will tell you what a real man is.”

Ye Bufan smiled coldly: “Alright then, I’d like to see how these black devils run wild on Chinese territory.”

Hearing him say that, Cao Xiaowan got angry again, “Ye Bufan, how can you speak like that? Don’t you know how to respect foreign friends?”

“Enough,” Qin Chuchu said with a Face full of anger. “Xiao Wan, we don’t object to your personal preferences, but please, you and your boyfriend also respect us Chinese people.”

An Yimo followed up, saying, “Exactly, it’s clear that this is their fault. They made a mistake and didn’t apologize, and instead came here to provoke. Such people are not worthy of our respect at all.”

“You… how can you speak like that?”

Cao Xiaowan was clearly very dissatisfied with the performance of her two best friends.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the venue. At ten o’clock in the morning, the competition officially began.

In the center of the martial arts hall was a standard boxing ring, which was also today’s competition venue.

Since it was a holiday period, there weren’t too many spectators in the martial arts hall, only about a few dozen people.

Although Kanu was their leader, he did not go on stage. The one who went on stage was his other companion, Tulam.

Kanu was once a boxer and later fought in underground boxing for money. Tulam was a companion he met while boxing.

Today, five people came from their side in total. Only he and Tulam were truly capable fighters; the other three were just spectators cheering them on.

However, in Kanu’s opinion, the two of them were enough to deal with these Chinese people. After all, they were both masters who had fought in underground boxing, while the opponents were just some show-offs, not worth mentioning at all.

On the martial arts hall’s side, the one who went on stage was the curator, Geng Ziyu, a handsome young man in his early 20s.

Although Geng Ziyu was relatively robust among Chinese people, standing at a full 1.85 meters tall, he was still a size smaller compared to Tulam opposite him.

He had been a martial arts enthusiast since childhood, specializing in * * boxing. He was currently a third-year university student and also the curator of the martial arts hall.

Tulam looked at Geng Ziyu disdainfully and said in a stiff tone, “Little bean sprout, I advise you to just admit defeat directly, so you don’t end up with broken arms and legs later.”