036. The True Hungry Wolf Reveals Itself

Just as Dong Zhang was placing his hands on his waistband, about to unleash a classic taunt, Su Ye stepped through the door.

“Xiao Ye!”

Mai Shiranui was the first to spot Su Ye. With the agility of a swift bee, she launched herself straight into his arms. Su Ye caught Mai, her fragrance and silkiness enveloping him.

“Mai, we have guests.”

Reluctant as he was, Su Ye gently reminded her, coaxing her out of his embrace. After all, it wouldn’t do to greet visitors while holding her.

“Hello, are you looking for me?”

Letting Mai go, Su Ye approached Terry. Judging by his look and bearing, there was no mistaking him—Terry Bogard, Andy Bogard’s half-brother.

Terry was tall, even compared to Su Ye—well, Su Ye’s character was set at 186 centimeters, a bit taller than Terry’s 182. Yet Terry was robust, broad-chested, his sleeveless T-shirt unable to conceal his muscular arms. All of him radiated raw strength.

This burly man turned to Su Ye with a stern, resolute expression. After a moment, he suddenly declared, “Brother, I’m Terry. I’ve come to find you!”

“Pfft!”

Su Ye nearly sprayed him with soda. Brother? He called him brother? With his thirty-year-old, macho looks, he called Su Ye brother? Su Ye was only eighteen, not even graduated from high school!

“You’re sure you’ve got the right person?” Su Ye asked, although he knew it was unlikely Terry was mistaken. “Also, how old are you?”

Terry answered with perfect composure, “My foster father gave me your photo and address. No mistake! And I’m seventeen—almost an adult!”

He pulled out a photograph, taken when Su Ye graduated from middle school. Only Su Ye’s family had this photo, so Terry’s foster father must refer to Su Ye’s dad, Old Su.

Damn! Terry, you disaster star, you didn’t turn me into an orphan, did you? Did Old Su get killed by Geese Howard? Was Terry here to seek revenge with him?

With this thought, Su Ye quickly grabbed his phone and dialed Old Su, the father of his previous incarnation, whose feelings lingered in Su Ye’s subconscious.

The call was answered quickly, but by a woman, her voice soft.

“Mom? Where’s Dad?” Su Ye’s voice trembled with nervousness, dreading bad news.

He heard a smack, as if someone was slapped, then the woman’s impatient voice.

“Wake up! Your son’s calling you—sounds like something’s wrong. You sleep like a pig, never care about your son, don’t even answer the phone! Hurry up!”

Another slap followed.

Su Ye breathed a sigh of relief. Judging by his mother’s tone, Old Su was fine. That was a relief. He truly feared that his activities in America would somehow affect his parents back in China, and the thought of gaining power at the cost of sacrificing his parents was something he’d never accept.

“Xiao Ye, what’s wrong? Is it school, or the martial arts club? I have friends in America from business—if you can’t handle it, I can ask them to help. Don’t worry, take your time.”

Su Ye felt calm again, even in the mood to mock Old Su inwardly. A small workshop owner making plastic pellets, not even an OEM for fruit machine shells—since when did he have foreign friends? What a braggart.

“Er, about Terry—what’s going on?”

“Oh, you mean Little De?” Old Su’s voice quavered, but he also sounded relieved. “Little De found you? Was it at your place or the club? At this hour, let me see... You should be working at the club, so it must be there. I told him—”

“Wait, that’s not the point,” Su Ye cut him off. Could Old Su stop being so bureaucratic and get to the point?

“Why did he come to find me, and why does he call me brother? Did you... behind Mom’s back...”

“Shut up! You ungrateful child! How dare you tarnish my reputation? Do you want me to fly over right now and make you an orphan?”

Old Su’s tirade made Su Ye roll his eyes once more.

Could he stop with these orphan threats?

Finally, Old Su explained, “Terry is my godson...”

Su Ye protested, “Just days ago I asked if you’d adopted any half-brothers, and you said no!”

“Of course not. This one’s a younger brother, not an older brother. Did I say anything wrong?” Old Su argued.

“Uh...” Su Ye was defeated. Technically, he was right, but who would have guessed Terry would become Andy’s younger brother? Though the original plan for Fatal Fury was to make Andy the elder brother, that didn’t stick.

According to Old Su, Terry Bogard was the son of his dearest friend, Jeff Bogard. Recently, Jeff Bogard was killed, and before dying, he left Old Su’s contact for Terry. Terry reached out, and Old Su sent him to Su Ye.

The situation was much like the plot of Fatal Fury and King of Fighters: Jeff was killed by Geese Howard over a martial arts manual, and Terry’s sole purpose now was revenge.

The difference was, Su Ye’s role as Andy was no longer Jeff’s adopted son, but his best friend’s child.

“But I checked Southtown and Geese Howard’s whereabouts before, and found nothing,” Su Ye muttered.

Terry looked puzzled. “Southtown? Geese is in Northtown!”

Su Ye was dumbstruck. Not only had they made Terry the younger brother, but Southtown was now Northtown. No wonder he couldn’t find any information—the system was playing tricks on him!

After a bout of silent cursing at the system, Su Ye put away his phone and turned to Terry.

“All right, Terry, I understand your situation. Don’t worry, I’ll help you with your revenge. But…”

“A gentleman’s vengeance can wait ten years!” Terry clenched his fist, his expression resolute.

“I want to learn boxing from you, brother. Someday, I want to confront Geese myself!”

With such a sensible Terry, what else could Su Ye do but agree?

“Of course you can learn. Don’t worry, when it comes to Geese, you won’t be alone. Uncle Jeff was my father’s dearest friend, so your revenge is mine as well!”

Terry’s face suddenly took on an awkward expression. “Uh… Jeff is my mother!”

Jeff—no, it was Jeff, not Jeff. Old Su’s information was wrong!

Crash!

Su Ye felt a thunderbolt strike above his head. He sensed the world’s malice—and perhaps, the person before him really was his brother!

Old Su, you’re something else!

Fatal Fury—the hungry wolf—could it be Old Su himself?