Urban Romantic Divine Doctor
Chapter 32 - s, Borrow a Knife to Kill Someone

Chapter 32: 32 Chapters, Borrow a Knife to Kill Someone

"Grandpa Xu, rest assured, I absolutely won’t dare to trouble you again in the future, not even if I’m beaten to death," Zhao Dahua said, his face full of fear, as Xu Wendong had already intimidated him with his strength.

Faced with someone as ruthless as him, unless one resorted to firearms, there was no chance of victory by manpower alone.

However, he also knew once firearms were used, it would certainly bring about utter disaster.

"I hope you keep your word," Xu Wendong scoffed, then rode his bicycle and disappeared into the torrential rain. If not for his apprehension about Black Dragon Hall and not wanting to fall out with them, he would have certainly given Zhao Dahua a harsh beating.

Conversely, if he really fell out with Black Dragon Hall, his future days would surely be tough. He worried Black Dragon Hall might trouble his cousin, which was something he didn’t want to see.

Watching Xu Wendong leave, Zhao Dahua instantly breathed a sigh of relief. Although Xu Wendong was young, in his mind, he was akin to Yama. As long as Xu Wendong was by his side, he felt the illusion of brushing past Yama.

He looked at his brothers lying on the ground in the distance and shouted, "All of you, listen the fuck up, no one can leak what happened tonight, or don’t blame this old man for turning against you."

They were all from South City’s Black Dragon Hall. If it got out that sixty or seventy people were mobilized to deal with one person and were all beaten down by the opponent, Black Dragon Hall would certainly lose face, unable to stay in the underworld, and would even become gossip for the common folk.

If it really came to that, who would still fear Black Dragon Hall? How would they continue to lord over the common people?

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Under the rain curtain.

A black Mercedes Maybach stood quietly.

In the front passenger seat, an elderly man in his sixties watched Xu Wendong pass by the car window, looking serious, "Miss, although this young one is youthful, his power is exceptionally terrifying. I’ve been in the underworld for half my life and have never seen such a ruthless person."

In the backseat, a petite, vivacious girl of eighteen or nineteen held a tablet, indulging in playing a game, a lollipop hanging from her mouth.

While playing her game, she said, "Receiving such high praise from Uncle Fu is truly an honor for that guy! By the way, Uncle Fu, if you were to fight him, who would win?" She looked up, her bright eyes sparkling with a mischievous smile.

Uncle Fu paused, then chuckled, "If I were to get out of the car and fight him now, we should be evenly matched."

The girl’s eyes showed incredulous light, "Is that guy’s strength really that formidable?"

Uncle Fu solemnly nodded, "His strength is far more terrifying than Miss imagines, because I could tell when he first faced Black Dragon Hall’s men, he was very unfamiliar with Baji Fist. But as it went on, he became exceptionally skilled, handling it with ease. Even Zhang Zhenlin himself would have a hard time beating him in Baji Fist."

The girl was taken aback, "Are you saying, his Baji Fist went from beginner to mastery in less than five minutes?"

Uncle Fu’s face was full of seriousness, "Though it’s unbelievable, that’s the truth. His progress in those five minutes equals fifty years of hard practice for an ordinary martial artist. This young one is simply a martial arts prodigy."

"That’s why I said if I were to fight him now, we would be evenly matched."

"Firstly, he is extremely weak at the moment, and secondly, his understanding of Baji Fist hasn’t reached a deeper level."

"If the next time we meet, even if his Baji Fist hasn’t improved at all, once he regains his strength, I still wouldn’t be his match."

After a pause, he said earnestly, "Miss, if we can recruit him and have him work for us, Mr. Zhengzhong’s dream of unifying Qingyuan is just around the corner!"

Qingyuan had four underground forces, spread across North City, West City, South City, and the East City New District. The strength between these forces wasn’t vastly different. Each occupied its territory, and for many years, they never interfered with one another.

However, with a cake being divided among four, some would inevitably be discontent, dreaming of unifying Qingyuan’s underground forces. The reason no one dared to take the lead was, once peace was disturbed, the first to step up would undoubtedly face suppression from the other three powers.

"Miss, the construction of the East City New District is already saturated. From what I know, next, the city will focus on South City District for redevelopment. If we can take over Black Dragon Hall on this matter, our Shengpeng Group will certainly rise rapidly."

"And this young one is a very crucial link. As long as he is willing to join us, our Shengpeng Group can easily crush Black Dragon Hall."

"At that point, even the big shots from West City and North City would definitely not dare to trouble us."

"Shooting the first to stick their head out, if we recruit this person as Uncle Fu suggests, wouldn’t it be too blatant?" the girl played her game with her head down, "If I’m not mistaken, Black Dragon Hall’s boss, Zhao Sihai, is a man who values face tremendously."

Uncle Fu, "Indeed, Zhao Sihai was once a contractor who, with a ruthless nature, gained influence in South City, without much knowledge, valuing his face greatly."

The girl nonchalantly said, "Then let’s spread the word about today’s event."

Uncle Fu couldn’t help but ask, "Are you perhaps intending to borrow a knife to kill someone?"

The girl looked up, her face displaying a sinister smile, "Black Dragon Hall mobilized sixty to seventy people, yet were all heavily injured by a young man. If word of this spreads, where does Zhao Sihai’s face go? Wouldn’t he fume with embarrassment and seek revenge?"

"If that’s the case, Black Dragon Hall will definitely pay a steep price."

"And wouldn’t we then benefit as the third party?"

Uncle Fu hesitated, saying, "I admit Zhao Sihai is a rash and impulsive man, but among his subordinates, he has a strategist. I reckon things might not develop as you say, Miss."

"Things are managed by people!" the girl smiled slightly, "Uncle Fu, later contact Zhao Sihai, meet him privately, show goodwill, and you might even inform him about the South City District’s upcoming development."

Uncle Fu’s eyes were full of confusion, "What does Miss mean by this?"

The girl nonchalantly replied, "Zhao Sihai might be wary of that guy’s strength. However, if we get along well and have the support of our Shengpeng Group, do you think he’ll risk troubling that guy?"

Uncle Fu secretly swallowed his saliva. At this moment, he already understood Miss’s intention. Miss intended to feign friendliness to Zhao Sihai, giving him enough backing to cause Xu Wendong trouble.

In this way, when Black Dragon Hall couldn’t withstand them, Shengpeng Group would decisively stay out of it and then reap the benefits of those who profit from others’ conflicts.

Thinking of this, he treated Miss with utmost respect. This ability to strategize, how many could match it?

He looked outside the window, a trace of anticipation on his face, "The rain is getting heavier, and Qingyuan’s waters are getting murkier too! Who knows how many big fish can be caught in this murky water!"