The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 39 - 39 39 Brother Hu

39: Chapter 39 Brother Hu 39: Chapter 39 Brother Hu “Indeed, a beauty as enchanting as the national beauty, no wonder you’ve captivated Young Master Han.

A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold, I won’t distract Young Master Han from handling important matters.”

Inside a luxurious private room of the Imperial Lux nightclub, a bear-like bald man with a broad back chuckled as he stood up to speak.

“Thank you for today, Brother Hu.

Please take this money and have some drinks with the brothers.”

Han Qiming quickly stood up and clasped his fists towards the bald man, thanking him.

From the way Han Qiming addressed the bald man, it was clear that this towering figure was Brother Hu, a somewhat famous figure in the underworld of Zhonghai City.

It was he who had dispatched people to capture Ling Weiwei and bring her here.

The two black Accord sedans that pursued Lin Fei earlier were also his handiwork.

“We’re all brothers here, no need for such formalities.”

Brother Hu took a puff of his cigar with one hand and patted Han Qiming’s shoulder with the other.

“Have fun, Young Master Han, I’ll take my leave first.”

Saying this, Brother Hu signaled to the two men in black suits who were holding Ling Weiwei.

They immediately let go of Ling Weiwei and followed Brother Hu out of the private room.

Once out of the room, Brother Hu dropped the smile he had shown in front of Han Qiming and asked coldly, “Have Liuzi and the others returned yet?”

“Not yet.

Brother Hu, should we give them a call to check?”

“No need, if so many people can’t handle a pretty boy, they’re useless,” Brother Hu huffed, turning to look at the opulent private room with a wicked laugh.

“You two, keep a close eye on this place.

I’m going to the surveillance room; our fortune tonight depends on it.”

“Understood.”

The two men in black suits bowed their heads obediently in agreement.

Brother Hu glanced at the luxury private room once more before striding towards the surveillance room.

…

“Minister Ling, I bet you didn’t expect we’d meet in this manner?”

“I didn’t expect it, and I’d never thought you’d be even more disgusting than I imagined.” Smack!

Ling Weiwei’s sarcasm and struggle infuriated Han Qiming.

He released her chin and slapped her stunningly beautiful face.

“Me, disgusting?

I’ve treated you with nothing but kindness before, and you were ungrateful.

Moreover, you even used me.

Ling Weiwei, it’s you who are disgusting.”

Han Qiming had grown up in luxury, pampered by Han Zhenhai in every way.

When Han Zhenhai informed him that Ling Weiwei was using him, Han Qiming’s darker side completely emerged.

“You’re not even worth using.

You just make me sick.

I had thought you were merely an entitled and useless rich boy, but I didn’t expect you to stoop to such a vile and despicable level.”

After the initial panic, Ling Weiwei’s beautiful eyes contained no trace of fear, only disdain for the man in front of her.

Ling Weiwei’s eyes were filled with humiliation and fury.

She could never have imagined Han Qiming would say such a thing.

For a woman, especially an unmarried one, reputation is extremely important.

Han Qiming’s words made it impossible for Ling Weiwei, who had always prided herself on her integrity, to accept.

“Han Qiming, you bastard!” Ling Weiwei’s heart was filled with endless shame.

Yet, what was even more unbearable for her was that Han Qiming had also captured Lin Fei.

Upon this thought, Ling Weiwei suppressed the shame in her heart and said solemnly to Han Qiming, “Lin Fei’s involvement is not important.

It was your relentless pestering I couldn’t stand, which is why I asked Lin Fei to hit you.

Take it up with me, let them release Lin Fei.”

“Already worrying about him, yet you say there’s nothing between you!”

To Han Qiming, Ling Weiwei’s plea not to implicate Lin Fei only confirmed his suspicions.

Unable to contain his rage, Han Qiming slapped Ling Weiwei’s face again.

“Bitch, what’s so good about that Lin Fei?

What does he have?

He has nothing, what do you see in him?!”

Ling Weiwei’s face flushed red, the bright imprint of five fingers evident on her delicate, perfect face.

When Han Qiming struck her in anger, how could Ling Weiwei, a soft and gentle woman, not feel pain?

Yet she defiantly met Han Qiming’s gaze, showing no sign of submission.

“He might have nothing, he can sometimes be shameless, but he is a hundred times better than you; at least he doesn’t hit women!”

“You…”

Han Qiming raised his hand again, almost striking Ling Weiwei’s face, but under the defiant gaze of Ling Weiwei, his hand ultimately did not fall.

…

At the same time, in the surveillance room where Brother Hu and his men were located.

A few men dressed as security guards were gathered around the monitor screens, pointing and discussing animatedly, as Brother Hu, a burly bald giant, loomed behind them.

“Old Han really has the guts to lay his hands on her, doesn’t he fear spoiling such a beauty’s looks?”

“You don’t know shit, this is just the foreplay…”

“Cut the crap, all of you, focus on getting the recording right.

If anything goes wrong, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Brother Hu, with a cigar clenched in his teeth, coldly interrupted the security guards’ mockery of Han Qiming.

His agreement to help Han Qiming capture Ling Weiwei was not without his own ulterior motives.

Brother Hu was well aware of Han Qiming’s identity, knowing that his father was Han Zhenhai, a director of Mu Group.

He had always wanted to take advantage of Han Qiming.

After understanding the situation from Han Qiming’s call for help to capture Lin Fei and Ling Weiwei, Brother Hu had had malicious thoughts.

Poor Han Qiming still thought Brother Hu truly saw him as a brother, a classic case of someone blindly helping the very person selling them out.

As Brother Hu watched the monitor screen, pondering how much to extort from Han Zhenhai afterward, the surveillance room door was kicked open with a bang.

The sudden loud noise startled Brother Hu and his men, who were deeply engrossed in the monitor screens, and they quickly turned to look.

A rather gaunt young man stood at the door of the surveillance room, his left hand still raised from the punch, and from the pose, it was clear that the solid wooden door of the surveillance room had been smashed open by his fist.

Brother Hu, having been in the underworld for a few years, was not completely scared stiff by the sudden change of events.

Remembering that this was his gang’s territory, Brother Hu forced himself to calm down and asked with a stern face.

The slightly gaunt young man at the door, with the timid security guard’s hand pointing shakily towards Brother Hu, stuttered, “He, he’s Bro, Brother Hu.”

Brother Hu’s heart sank, realizing that the newcomer was specifically targeting him.

After the security guard spoke, the gaunt young man swept the security guard aside with a wave of his hand, then slowly lifted his head to lock eyes with Brother Hu.

The moment Brother Hu was under the gaunt young man’s gaze, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had been targeted by the most terrifying of predators or deadly snakes.

It was an indescribably cold gaze, devoid of the slightest bit of emotion, deep as a boundless abyss, and the murderous intent in his eyes surged toward Brother Hu like a tide the moment his eyelids flicked, causing a cold sweat to drench Brother Hu’s back.

This gaunt young man was none other than Lin Fei, who had rushed over from the suburbs, worried about Ling Weiwei’s safety.

Lin Fei had driven at maximum speed straight to Imperial Lux nightclub.

Due to Lin Fei’s high-speed journey, Shen Peini’s Audi Q7 was nearly totaled, barely making it to Imperial Lux nightclub.

“Did you kidnap Ling Weiwei?”

Lin Fei eyed Brother Hu, stepping closer to him.

“Attack, now!

Take this brat down for me.”

Overwhelmed by Lin Fei’s daunting presence, Brother Hu, his courage breaking, desperately called his security guards to stop Lin Fei.

At Brother Hu’s bidding, the security guards charged towards Lin Fei.

If any members of Hell’s Judgement Organization or anyone familiar with Lin Fei were there, they would recognize the murderous intent in Lin Fei’s eyes as extremely intense.

Usually, when Lin Fei’s eyes carried that look, it was one reserved for the dead.

In fact, the moment Lin Fei had seen the images on the surveillance screen, he had made his move, and even Brother Hu, who had been watching Lin Fei, hadn’t noticed how he did it.

By the time Brother Hu regained his senses, Lin Fei had already grabbed him by the throat, and the security guards who had charged at Lin Fei were scattered on the ground, all silent.