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Chapter 735 - 567 Courtesy Before Force (Requesting Monthly Tickets!)_2

Chapter 735: 567 Courtesy Before Force (Requesting Monthly Tickets!)_2

Jiang Chen sighed from the bottom of his heart.

In Korea, he had indeed witnessed Lan Pei Zhi going on a killing spree, but the two situations were incomparable.

A woman standing proudly on the stage, with no one in the world daring to challenge her—what kind of peerless elegance was that?

Just thinking about it was enough to make one aspire to it.

Liao Xiangdong smiled faintly.

"Ding ding ding..."

With the clear and penetrating sound of the bell, the betting channels closed.

Another duel began.

Jiang Chen and Liao Xiangdong stopped chatting and turned their gazes to the stern and formidable octagonal cage.

That Gatling was a European, with a thick chest hair and the typical large bones of Westerners, tall and mighty.

Geng Long’s stature was already considered burly in Shenzhou, but Gatling was still a good half head taller than him. However, the vivid tattoo of the nine-dragon design somewhat compensated for the disparity in physique. The bronzed skin and the domineering muscle lines made this man, well-known in the Yangtze River Delta, radiate extreme masculinity.

Boxing was indeed a sport full of passion.

Underground boxing showcased that masculine passion to the fullest.

When narrow paths meet, the brave prevails!

Not a single one who dared to enter this cage was a coward.

Their fight was open and close, with each punch landing solidly, making the audience breathe heavily and their blood surge with excitement.

"He’s using... Muay Thai?"

Jiang Chen watched Geng Long.

After consciously training his physical fitness, he had come to understand a few of the world’s well-known martial arts.

The stance that Geng Long was using resembled that of the violence-renowned Muay Thai. This martial art discarded any semblance of visual flair, focusing entirely on lethality, aiming for the opponent’s vitals with every strike, hence it felt oppressively ruthless to the observer.

"Bang bang!"

Two sounds merged into one.

Gatling’s kick smashed into Geng Long’s waist.

Geng Long’s left punch thundered into Gatling’s side ribs.

Both staggered simultaneously.

"Good!"

Shouts erupted from all sides.

Many people were red-faced and enthusiastic.

Jiang Chen’s expression remained unchanged.

Every person’s success has its traces.

In other words,

There was indeed a reason why others could be a "big brother".

Geng Long, bare-chested, lifted a hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned, shuffled his feet, and struck again.

The cheering was endless, each wave higher than the last.

"Beautiful!!!"

Along with the hoarse cheers,

Geng Long soared from the ground, twisted in mid-air, and delivered a heartfelt and exhilarating spinning back kick, hitting Gatling, who was ferociously lunging at him, squarely on the side of his face.

If time could be slowed down, one could see Gatling’s facial skin tremble violently as blood spurted from his mouth, his eyes glazed over, and he fell backward uncontrollably.

"Bang!"

The heavyweight man crashed to the ground, and the ring seemed to shake.

Sweat poured from every pore, making those snarling azure dragons all the more intimidating.

Geng Long did not pursue the attack after landing. Instead, he stood where he was, displaying an unbeatable male dominance.

Gatling, lying on his back on the stage, struggled to rise, but ultimately, he failed to do so.

The outcome was decided.

Many stood up and cheered.

Jiang Chen raised his hand and lightly clapped.

He didn’t seem surprised by the outcome.

After the boxing match, the rich and noble spectators left in an orderly manner.

The underground parking lot.

Geng Long stepped out of the elevator.

"Brother Long."

About a dozen robust men bowed in unison.

Geng Long put on his coat and nonchalantly waved his hand.

Someone jogged over to pull open the car door for him.

Geng Long walked to the car and was about to get in when a voice sounded from behind.

"A-Long."

Geng Long paused, turned his head, and lifted a smile, "Xiangdong."

He turned around, walked over, and raised his hands. "Long time no see."

Two extraordinary men embraced briefly.

"Mr. Liao."

Geng Long’s subordinates stood with their hands behind their backs, speaking unanimously.

"Xiangdong, this boxing venue has been getting better and better. Miss Lan really didn’t make the wrong choice in handing it over to you."

Geng Long released his grip, his face brimming with a smile that sounded perfectly normal.

Liao Xiangdong felt the same.

"With Miss Lan’s high regard, I naturally can’t let down her trust," he said.

Geng Long nodded and noticed Jiang Chen standing beside, "And who might this young brother be?"

"Mr. Liao, I am Jiang Chen, pleased to meet you."

Jiang Chen stepped forward, extending his hand proactively.

Geng Long, who apparently hadn’t heard the name before, extended his hand with an unchanged smile.

"Hello."

"Ah Long, Jiang Chen has a business deal he’d like to discuss with you."

"Oh?"

Geng Long looked from Liao Xiangdong to Jiang Chen, without putting on airs, "I’m all ears."

"Mighty Finance is one of Mr. Geng’s businesses, right?" Jiang Chen didn’t show any intimidation.

Geng Long’s expression remained unchanged and he nodded agreeably without any hesitation, "That’s correct."

Mighty Finance was a company that provided financial services, primarily offering loan services, to put it plainly.

Untroubled Loan was one of Mighty Finance’s main operations.

Of course, that was not something you could find out from public records.

"Mr. Geng, I have some interest in microloans as well, and since you’re an expert in this field, I was wondering if you would be willing to offer some guidance."

"Ha, no problem at all."

Geng Long’s smile was hearty as he grandly stated: "No need for formalities among our own; Xiangdong and I have been friends for many years. If you’re interested, I certainly welcome it wholeheartedly."

"I also invested in a peer-to-peer lending company, but it’s definitely not comparable to yours, Mr. Geng. As far as I know, Untroubled Loan is the hottest online lending platform on the market now."

Jiang Chen seemed to be making casual conversation, his smile warm.

Geng Long frowned slightly, looking at Jiang Chen for a moment, but still did not deny it, brushing it off with, "That’s too much credit; it’s just so-so at best."

Jiang Chen pressed on, "A couple of days ago, I was drinking at Platinum Han, and the hostess I hired was working there only because she was in debt to Untroubled Loan. I chatted with her briefly, and, Mr. Geng, I think that the operating model of Untroubled Loan could possibly be slightly improved."

Despite Jiang Chen’s politeness and subtlety, someone of Geng Long’s status might get upset with a young man lecturing him.

Perhaps out of regard for Liao Xiangdong, he graciously did not take offense and asked with an impassive smile, "Do you have any suggestions?"

"I think there might be some liquidity issues in operation. If Mr. Geng is willing, I could make an investment. With the various online lending platforms in a state of disarray, a major overhaul is bound to come sooner or later. Before that happens, reducing interest rates for a steady and long-term benefit might just be the strategy for longevity."

Hearing this, Geng Long’s smile finally began to fade from his face.

He clearly understood what the other party meant.

It sounded polite, but it was actually a roundabout way of accusing him of usury and exploiting others.

He didn’t speak but looked at Liao Xiangdong, and a smile returned to his authoritative face.

"Good suggestion, I’ll take it into serious consideration."

Then, without giving Jiang Chen a chance to speak further, he ignored him, smilingly said to Liao Xiangdong, "Xiangdong, come visit Zhijiang when you have time."

Liao Xiangdong nodded.

Geng Long didn’t linger, turned around, and got into his car.

His followers quickly followed suit.

The motorcade drove away.

"I said it was unnecessary."

Liao Xiangdong spoke flatly.

"At least he listened to me that much."

Jiang Chen sighed softly.

Liao Xiangdong and Geng Long were both dominant figures in the Delta region, so they both had intricate connections with Lan Peizhi.

"Faces should be given due consideration for Buddha’s sake."

If things could be settled peacefully, that would of course be best.

But clearly, his ideas were not accepted by the other party.

"You’re not a policeman; there’s no need for you to meddle in other people’s business," Liao Xiangdong said.

"Brother Liao, you’ve had your hardships before, haven’t you?" Jiang Chen asked as he watched the motorcade disappear.

Without waiting for an answer, he continued, "I’ve had my share of difficulties too, and I’ve also taken out student loans."

Liao Xiangdong was silent for a while, then he spoke, "You might discuss it with Miss Lan."

Jiang Chen neither agreed nor disagreed, merely smiling, "Thanks, Brother Liao."

After bidding farewell to Liao Xiangdong, Jiang Chen walked to his car, opened the door, and got in.

Liao Xiangdong remained standing in place, watching him drive away.