Zombie Bodyguard
Chapter 429 - 428 More Fun

Chapter 429: Chapter 428 More Fun

"Brother Lin, I won’t hide it from you, the company is still in my name. The Japanese didn’t pay, nor did they cure my son; naturally, I had to keep a card up my sleeve and wouldn’t just simply hand over the company to them." Qi Dapeng said unexpectedly.

If what he said was true, then what was the deal with the news reports about Rizhao Group acquiring Dapeng Entertainment?

Lin Tian probed, "But the news I saw didn’t say that."

"It was just a release of a message. The real agreement hasn’t been signed yet. Even if I sell to them, I’ll likely not see the money. Maybe the Japanese released the information to prevent me from backing out, but if it really comes down to a do-or-die situation, who will care about what others say." Qi Dapeng said.

Issuing news and then reneging is generally taboo in business, damaging to one’s reputation, but Qi Dapeng didn’t care at all; moreover, he was willing to give his entire fortune to Lin Tian, it seemed his son’s illness had pushed him to desperation.

"Get up first, I’ll think it over." Lin Tian replied.

Qi Dapeng stood up, not wanting to press too hard. Lin Tian was neither his kin nor his friend; groveling or insisting on staying on his knees would only cause annoyance. Moreover, he had some understanding of Lin Tian’s character; he could only proceed gently, force would not work.

"If Brother Lin is worried I might go back on my word later, we can sign an agreement. I would rather give the company to a compatriot from Huaxia than to hand it over to the Japanese," Qi Dapeng declared generously.

Lin Tian just gave a cold smile. Qi Dapeng’s hatred for the Japanese was real, but his statement was half true, half false – believing it entirely would be absurd. How could one give away the business he had worked so hard for willingly? It was only because he was driven into a corner that he made such appealing promises.

Besides, Qi Dapeng surely had other wealth; sacrificing a company for his only child’s life was a very worthwhile trade.

Seeing Lin Tian’s indifferent expression, not as pleased as he had imagined, Qi Dapeng felt this young man was even more unfathomable than he thought. If he wasn’t forthright, he might not get the help he needed from him.

"Brother Lin, I won’t lie to you. Aside from Dapeng Entertainment, I also have some savings in overseas accounts. Since becoming a fighter, I’ve understood one principle: always have a backup plan. The wise rabbit has three burrows. If I hadn’t been so cautious, I might have died long ago or ended up as a beggar on the streets," Qi Dapeng admitted frankly.

"I think the money in your overseas accounts is in your son’s name. And by sacrificing Dapeng Entertainment, you could still make a comeback with the money from abroad. Am I right?" Lin Tian said with a smile.

Qi Dapeng was stunned, realizing he couldn’t hide anything from the young man before him, and could only nod, saying, "That’s right, coming from the underground boxing ring, one would have several enemies, it’s essential to leave a way out for the family. Even not considering starting over, if something happens to me, it will ensure they have no financial worries."

"Don’t worry, I’m not interested in that money overseas," Lin Tian said nonchalantly, revealing no concern for how much money he might have left. With Qi Dapeng’s cunning nature, he certainly wouldn’t tell the whole truth.

Relieved by this comment, Qi Dapeng relaxed significantly, though he quickly restored his respectful demeanor, realizing his relief was too obvious.

"How do you want me to help you?" Lin Tian thought for a moment, finding the deal very favorable.

There is no such thing as a free lunch. Lin Tian didn’t feel obliged to help the Qi Family, who were even enemies before, and Qi Dapeng wouldn’t be asking for help if he hadn’t been driven to a dead end.

Therefore, Lin Tian didn’t mind receiving a reward. Hiring bodyguards cost a fortune nowadays, let alone dealing with the Japanese, which posed even greater danger.

"Brother Lin, as an Ancient Martial Artist who has seen much and knows much, could you take a look and see what illness my son has?" Qi Dapeng held onto a sliver of hope, then with a shifty gaze and narrowed eyes, he said, "Also, help me shake off the Japanese. If possible, kill Futian Yizhi!"

When he spoke the word "kill," a heavy malevolence radiated from him, the kind of malice that comes from taking lives. In the Underground Boxing Ring, where brutal fights are the norm, and bloodshed is unmatched, fighters are beaten to death daily, and he was no exception; the number of people who have died at his hands was countless.

He wanted to use someone else’s hand to kill his enemy, but Lin Tian wasn’t that foolish. To help him break free from the Japanese was one thing, but to kill for him would turn Lin Tian into his puppet.

"Healing your son, I can do, but forget about killing. I’m a good citizen, after all. Let’s leave the fighting and killing out of this," Lin Tian said indifferently. "Now go. Exit as you normally would. When the time is right, I will naturally come to find you."

Qi Dapeng dared not disobey and could only nod his head in agreement before leaving the restroom. Two minutes later, Lin Tian turned off all the water and exited the restroom as well.

In the corridor outside the restroom, Qi Dapeng and two women had left, leaving only Zhou Botong by himself. His posture was a bit strange though, leaning against the wall, face upturned, with an expression of utter bliss.

"Cough, cough..." Lin Tian shook his head, amused, and deliberately coughed twice to wake Zhou Botong from his reverie.

Zhou Botong jolted awake and, upon seeing Lin Tian, became immensely embarrassed.

"Look at you, all sleazy. Seems like you got along quite well with those two Japanese women," Lin Tian teased.

"Damn it, you think I wanted this? Those women are too powerful. They used some kind of technique on me. Just a few touches, and I embarrassingly reacted, and it felt strangely amazing. It’s freaking humiliating," Zhou Botong lamented.

Lin Tian glanced at his lower body, which indeed had not yet returned to normal. He knew what this technique was about; it was a special massage method that stimulated certain acupoints or sensitive areas to arouse strong desires.

"Brother Zhou, don’t fret. They’re trained female spies with methods designed to deal with men. Holding out for as long as you did is already quite impressive," Lin Tian said earnestly.

What he didn’t say was, your Ou Mengmeng must have trained you well to withstand a female spy’s test.

"Really? I knew it. A man as awesome as me couldn’t possibly fall so easily," Zhou Botong said, puffing up with pride once he understood the situation.

There was really no helping this moron. Lin Tian shook his head helplessly and said, "Let’s hurry up and go."

"Go where? It’s rare that we get out. How could it be enough without a few more drinks?" Zhou Botong complained unwillingly.

"What’s the fun in drinking? Let’s do something more thrilling," Lin Tian said with a mysterious smile, then quickly pulled him toward the exit of the hall.

But with Zhou Botong’s reaction still evident, he walked with a hunched back, fearful of others noticing, leading the female servers in the hall to think he had diarrhea and came up to ask if he needed help.

"You all carry on; he’ll be fine once he lets it out," Lin Tian waved off the servers, not wanting them to worry, and dragged the inconvenient Zhou Botong out of the bar.

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