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Chapter 109 - 98 Leopard Fist VS Muay Thai

Chapter 109: Chapter 98 Leopard Fist VS Muay Thai

Within the Yu Family’s manor, a young man holding a knife pointed at the old man opposite him.

"Old thing, I’ve said it before, the Yu Family will sooner or later be under my command!"

The elder opposite him was none other than the chairman of the Yu Group in New Country, as well as the current Family Head of the Yu Family, Yu Wenxian.

The Yu Family was a Chinese diaspora in New Country; they arrived over forty years ago and over time had developed into a gigantic enterprise of New Country, casting their influence across various industries.

The Yu Family was a typical family enterprise, with almost all key positions in its companies occupied by the family’s own members. The young man brandishing the knife in front of Yu Wenxian was Yu Li, his grandson. The reason he also carried the surname Yu was that Yu Li’s father had married into the Yu Family.

Yu Wenxian’s face was an ashen blue as he faced the knife pointed directly at his nose, showing no fear at all, and looked at Yu Li, "Do you think by bringing a bunch of men and wielding a knife in front of me today, you can take control of the Yu Family?"

"Ha ha ha ha!" Yu Li laughed almost maniacally, with tears streaming down his face.

Smack! He thrust the knife heavily into the wooden table, "Old fool, you’re really senile. I’ve come here with a knife, and you don’t think I’m here to give you a work report in the middle of the night, do you?"

Yu Wenxian glared at him tightly, "What do you want to do?"

Yu Li said, "I know that the company’s seal and all the secret documents are here with you."

Yu Wenxian scoffed, "Is that it?"

Yu Li walked up to the elder and looked down at him from a higher position, "Starting from tomorrow, you will no longer be the chairman of the Yu Group. I will be!"

Yu Wenxian’s chest heaved violently as he retorted furiously, "You’re dreaming!"

"Don’t get excited, don’t get too excited." Yu Li watched him with a smiling face, "I’m not here to ask for your opinion, just to notify you."

Yu Wenxian, "Are you even qualified?"

"Ha ha ha ha!" Yu Li laughed loudly again, wiping away tears as he did so, "Yu Ze, Yu Cheng, Yu Yilin, Yu Junhui, Qi Changshan, Ding Wu."

Yu Li slowly recited six names, and with each name, the old man’s complexion turned a shade paler.

"The shares owned by all six of them have been transferred to me. I am now the company’s largest shareholder. A board meeting is called for tomorrow, guess if I have enough votes to become the chairman?"

The Yu Group had developed over many years, and its involvement in various industries was vast and complex. Even the shares in Yu Wenxian’s own hands amounted to only 10%, which made him the largest shareholder of the company up until now.

The names that came out of Yu Li’s mouth were all major shareholders of the Yu Group. If the shares they held were all concentrated in Yu Li’s hands, then his shareholding would exceed 34%, granting him a veto power. By garnering the support of a third of the shareholders, he would have the power to dismiss and appoint the chairman.

"How could Qi Changshan and Ding Wu possibly transfer their shares to you?" Yu Wenxian stared at Yu Li incredulously.

Qi Changshan and Ding Wu were the only two non-Yu family members at the Yu Group shareholder meetings. Their ability to attend as outsiders, apart from their outstanding capabilities, also demonstrated the sufficient trust Yu Wenxian had placed in them. Therefore, Yu Wenxian found it hard to believe that these two would betray him.

Yu Li looked at Yu Wenxian mockingly, "Why wouldn’t they? Did you think they were content serving you like dogs forever? Over the years, you’ve thrown them a bone when you’ve been pleased, and when your useless descendants caused trouble, you made them take the blame. You think that’s a balance of kindness and authority?"

"Old man, it’s the 21st century; even keeping dogs requires keeping up with the times. Your old ways are long outdated."

Yu Wenxian was so angry that his lips trembled, unable to speak.

"Alright, I won’t waste words with you. The things I want, are you going to hand them over yourself, or shall I smash this place to find them?" Yu Li asked.

Yu Wenxian clenched his fists tightly and eventually closed his eyes slowly, appearing to have aged years in seconds.

"The things you want are in the safe behind me, the password is..."

...

Twenty minutes later, Yu Li emerged from Yu Wenxian’s house carrying a briefcase.

Outside the house was a large courtyard, now brightly lit. A middle-aged man wearing a grey shirt was surrounded by people.

With his back against the courtyard wall, the man in the grey shirt had a slightly bent waist and hands curved like claws, his gaze was piercing, resembling a leopard poised to strike at any moment.

However, he dared not act rashly because there were three Black Stars aimed at him.

When the man in the grey shirt saw Yu Li leaving the house, he shouted, "Yu Li! If you dare harm the old master, the entire Yu Family will not let you off!"

Hearing this, Yu Li twisted his neck and spread his hands with a grin, "You think you’re in a TV drama? How can you say such disgusting lines with a straight face?"

"Break his legs!" Yu Li’s expression suddenly changed, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered his men.

Just as the people surrounding the man in the grey shirt were about to act, a muscular man with his upper body bare, his right arm tied with ropes, and still bearing streaks of blood, entered the courtyard.

Wu Li and Zhao Lixin had been intently studying their opponent every day, Basong.

It was as if a ferocious beast had suddenly burst in; Basong’s arrival caused everyone to pause in their movements.

The man in the gray shirt brightened when he saw Basong, ready to join him in action, but he saw Basong nod toward Yu Li and say in stiff Chinese, "It’s done, Young Master."

"Basong! You’re playing both sides against the middle!" The man in the gray shirt was first taken aback, then cursed in anger.

"Please, don’t use idioms. He’s from Thailand and doesn’t understand, okay?" Yu Li mocked.

Basong suddenly stepped forward, pointed at the man in the gray shirt, and said to Yu Li, "Him, Kung Fu, master, I think, fight."

Upon hearing this, Yu Li clapped his hands and laughed, "Ah, this is good! I heard that before you arrived, he was the top fighter in the Yu Family. After your arrival, you took the title of the top fighter from him, but the old man always suppressed the issue and didn’t let you guys fight. Now it’s good, I’ll let you fight!"

After that, he waved his hand, signaling his people to disperse.

The five subordinates surrounding the man in the gray shirt didn’t relax and slowly backed away, creating a clear space.

Basong twisted his neck, walked into the circle, and stopped three steps in front of the man in the gray shirt. He wet his fingers with some blood left on his chest, smeared it across his lips, then crooked his finger at the man in the gray shirt, his eyes bloodthirsty.

The gray-shirted man, named Qin Hui, was a boxer trained by the Yu Group. Just as Yu Li had said, before Basong’s arrival, he had been the top fighter of the Yu family, dealing with many disputes for them. As he got older and his physical strength was no longer at its peak, Yu Wenxian had him step down and brought Basong in as his replacement. Due to Yu Wenxian’s suppression, the two had never sparred.

Qin Hui was forty-seven this year, having practiced Leopard Fist for thirty-seven years. However, his Leopard Fist wasn’t learned domestically but rather in Southeast Asia under a local Chinese boxer.

His lineage of Leopard Fist originally came from Shaolin but had been reformed generation after generation by overseas boxers, becoming very practical in actual combat and forming its own branch. Even in Southeast Asia, it had a resounding reputation.

Ten years ago, Qin Hui was known as ’Bloody Leopard,’ with a formidable name. It was uncertain, after so many years, how much chance the once ’Bloody Leopard’ stood against the now flourishing Muay Thai King.

Qin Hui was the first to make a move!

He took a bow stance, his thigh muscles suddenly tightened like bowstrings, and his explosive power in that instant was even stronger than when Wu Li had used Tiger Form to pounce four meters in a few steps!

Though Qin Hui’s physical strength was indeed no longer at its peak, his lineage of Leopard Fist had also trained and nurtured sinew and bone, and he could exert the ’Dark Force’ of Internal Fist. Moreover, after years of training and nurturing, the strength of his sinew and bone was actually still at its peak, which was the confidence he held to dare confront Basong.

Swoosh! The air ripped by the edge of his clothes, producing a piercing sound against the night sky.

With one step, Qin Hui was in front of Basong. He reached out with his right hand, all the pads of his five fingers recessed, revealing his long fingernails, which shone sharply under the light as they aimed for Basong’s belly button, like a wild leopard pouncing on its prey.

This move, Wild Leopard Claw, was Qin Hui’s signature ultimate skill. Who knew how many people’s bellies had been torn open by this sudden burst of power back in the day.

Basong felt a chill at his navel, a gust of wind approaching. His tall left arm suddenly dropped down, like an iron rod blocking in front of Qin Hui’s right claw.

A hint of coldness flickered in Qin Hui’s eyes; he didn’t alter the trajectory of his strike, but directly grabbed onto the left arm and dug his fingers in fiercely, his nails plunging deeply into his opponent’s flesh.

Basong seemed to feel no pain, as unaffected as ever, he stepped forward, his right arm bent at the elbow, creating a whooshing wind as he smashed toward Qin Hui’s head.

After grabbing Basong’s left arm, Qin Hui had intended to keep applying force, aiming to render the arm useless with a bone-disrupting technique. However, Basong disregarded the damage, directly striking with his elbow, clearly willing to sacrifice this arm to hit him.

If Qin Hui continued, he could have disabled Basong’s left arm, but he would also have to take an elbow to the head. Just hearing the tearing of air beside him told him he couldn’t take the hit, so Qin Hui had no choice but to retract his arm and retreat.

Yet as Qin Hui was about to let go, Basong’s face bore a cruel smile as he twisted his left arm actively.

Swish! Basong’s twist created such a fierce power, spiraling with a crushing force like a suddenly activated meat grinder.

Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack!

When Qin Hui used Wild Leopard Claw, his finger pads actively retracted, reducing the points of force on his nails, making them easier to break or pull out than usual. Basong’s twist cleanly ripped off all five of Qin Hui’s fingernails!

The saying goes, ’each of the ten fingers is connected to the heart,’ and ancient torture often included nail-pulling, exceedingly cruel. In an instant, Qin Hui had all five fingernails torn off. The intense pain was so extreme it made him howl, his movements faltering, and Basong’s elbow struck him in the temple.

Bang! Qin Hui, with blood streaming from his right hand, was knocked flying, landing on the ground, his expression somewhat dazed.

The fight between the two lasted less than five seconds.

"Yo, that was fast? The top fighter? Basong, it seems like you’re the right replacement," Yu Li sneered.

Basong walked over to Qin Hui, who was on the ground, looked down at him, and said, "Your, Kung Fu, garbage!"

After speaking, he suddenly stomped on Qin Hui’s knee, and the sound of bones shattering rang out.

Under the night sky, the shrill screams and unrestrained laughter intermingled, carrying far into the distance.

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