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137: Chapter 137: Shouldn’t You Lower Your Price Now?

137: Chapter 137: Shouldn’t You Lower Your Price Now?

Jisang hadn’t expected that Habog would completely ignore his intentions and instead yelled across, “Who helped us?

Was it Mr.

Grey Wolf?” He had seen it all from above just moments ago.

Zhao Guang slowly walked out, placing himself in a position where he could easily leave at any moment.

“That’s right, it was me.

I’m here to trade my painkillers.”

“What, no one else?

Impossible, I don’t believe it.

Where are the others?

Everyone, come out!”

In an instant, Jisang fell apart.

He could never have anticipated that his plan would be ruined by a single person.

Just one person had taken down dozens of his men.

If only he had known, he would have brought more men.

He still had many under his command; how could he possibly lose to one man?

“Thank you so much.

Your goods have been prepared.

Now, please allow me to take care of a small nuisance first.”

Zhao Guang waved his hand, “No problem, you handle it.

I’ve got plenty of time.”

At this point, Habog finally turned his attention to Jisang.

“Hello there, isn’t this Jisang, my old friend?

It’s been a long time since we last met.

Why the enthusiasm today?

You should have let me know you were coming.” The majority around them had been dealt with.

Those few who had surrendered were tightly bound, absolutely immobilized.

“Haha, Big Brother Habog, I just heard you were doing well lately and wanted to join you.”

“Wanted to join me, eh?

Too bad I’m not short on people, and I really don’t like your approach.”

Jisang immediately knelt on the ground, “Big Brother Habog, please spare me.

I was deceived by others.

I promise there won’t be a next time.

From now on, if you tell me to go East, I would never go West.”

“An enticing proposal, but I don’t trust you.”

Jisang’s eyes widened as he desperately tried to explain something, but Habog’s gun had already fired.

With a “Bang”, Jisang’s brain matter sprayed over a car, and Habog was so pleased he nearly danced with joy.

Fortunately, he remembered Zhao Guang was still nearby and didn’t let his excitement carry on.

“Haha, my brother, we’re the best of friends, not like that idiot,” he said.

Habog casually tossed the gun aside, pushed away the shield-bearer protecting him, and walked up to Zhao Guang with open arms.

“Of course, because we are partners,” Zhao Guang said, somewhat uncomfortable, but still embracing the man.

The smell of smoke and gunfire was truly unbearable.

“Come on, let me show you.

This time, I’ve brought all my inventory here,” Habog said excitedly.

Soon, the two men arrived at the warehouse, which already had many boxes filled with painkillers.

Zhao Guang mentally complained that the drugs he bought last time must have been procured from this guy’s stock; they looked identical.

Even the traces on the boxes seemed to have been made using the same mold.

He wondered if this was typical in Ah San’s country or merely a coincidence.

“This is it.

The quantity is quite large, but I can offer you credit, just this once.”

It seemed that his life-saving favor was only worth this much.

Zhao Guang didn’t mind.

“I mean, shouldn’t you be giving me a discount?” he said, catching Habog off guard.

“A discount?

Why a discount?

We’ve always had the same prices, unless you want more.”

Zhao Guang gestured dismissively, “I did save you, even if it was for my own goods, but shouldn’t you be giving me a discount?

If I hadn’t come, you wouldn’t even be seeing these goods.”

“Oh, well, okay, I think you make a good point.”

When someone brings up such logic, though Zhao Guang was alone, who knew if he had backup.

What if they were all as tough as him?

Habog wouldn’t be able to handle it.

“Half off,” Zhao Guang suggested, “You’d still make a profit.”

“No way, absolutely not.

Half is too much, I can only give you a maximum of ten percent off,” Habog retorted.

“Is your life only worth a ten percent discount?

Then I guess I’ll have to reassess your value.”

The two rapidly began bartering, and in that moment, Habog showed no sign of deference to his lifesaver.

Clearly, even one’s own life could be appraised when it came to profits.

In the end, however, a deal was struck with a thirty percent discount.

Zhao Guang took out all the gold he had, but didn’t buy all the painkillers.

It was somewhat regrettable.

Just then, someone came running in, “Big Brother, I heard you got attacked.” The newcomer looked somewhat like Habog, shorter but stockier and not as old.

He appeared to be around forty, but that was just Zhao Guang’s own estimate.

“You rascal, why are you only coming now?

I nearly got killed just now.

Let me introduce you; this is Mr.

Grey Wolf.

If not for him, you probably wouldn’t be seeing me,” Habog said.

Then, he introduced the newcomer to Zhao Guang, “This is my brother Hacha, the Controller of our family’s military forces.”

Just as Habog had moved forward, he saw his brother suddenly take a step back, avoiding his touch.

In contrast, several men behind raised their guns, pointing them at Zhao Guang.

Inconspicuously, there were even some who seemed to aim vaguely at Habog.

“What are you doing?

Put the guns down.

Have you forgotten our family rules?

To do business, we must follow the rules; we can’t violate them.

What are you doing?” Habog exclaimed.

Zhao Guang’s eyes narrowed slightly, sensing something was amiss.

“Funny how your brother arrives so conveniently,” he remarked.

At first, Habog didn’t want to entertain that direction of thought, but now he couldn’t ignore it any longer.

Could it be that his brother couldn’t wait a few more years?

He wasn’t young anymore.

Wasn’t he going to hand over the family business to him in the end anyway?

Why the rush?

It made no sense.

It was then that Hacha spoke up, “Big Brother, your transaction has ended.

Since it’s concluded, what follows is no longer within the scope of our deal.”

“This man is wealthy and he came here alone, which means he doesn’t have much influence in our territory.

If we capture him, we can gain even greater benefits,” Hacha explained.

“What are you talking about?

This doesn’t comply with our family rules.

Do you want to ruin our family’s reputation?” Habog protested.

Zhao Guang also chimed in, “Really, just for profit?

I don’t believe it.

You want to take down your brother and be in charge, right?

That’s why you won’t let me go, since I’ve witnessed all of this.”

“Are you really going to do this?

Did you set up the ambush with Jisang?

Why are you doing this?” he demanded.

Seeing the wrong expression on his brother’s face, Habog finally spoke out.