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Chapter 290: Red Blood Hall Counts for Nothing!

Chapter 290: Chapter 290: Red Blood Hall Counts for Nothing!

"How is it him?"

"Brother Lin, what’s there to fear? Even if King Yama himself showed up today, we’d still beat him just the same!"

Brother Gou, seeing the expression on Lin Xing’s face, quickly supported him and kept cheering him on.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a fierce light flashed in Lin Xing’s eyes. With the speed of lightning, he slapped Brother Gou hard across the face.

"You damn fool, you really don’t recognize Taishan, do you? You think you can afford to offend this man?"

"Brother Lin, did you hit the wrong person?" Brother Gou asked shamefully, his face showing clear handprints and blood streaming from his nose and mouth.

"Smack!"

"It’s you, you dead dog, always looking down on people!"

Lin Xing slapped him again, causing several of Brother Gou’s teeth to fly out, blood and flesh a blurred mess.

In the bewildering moment for Brother Gou, Lin Xing shouted, "Everyone, stop! When the great flood washes over the dragon temple, we’re all from the same clan."

"Uh...."

The underlings were all stunned on the spot; damn it, after all the fighting, it turned out to be a misunderstanding, utterly ridiculous.

Of the four Great Vajras, only one was left standing; the other three lay on the ground, groaning in pain.

"Master Three, what do you mean ’our own people’?"

"Shut your mouth!" Lin Xing strode forward to Luo Yusheng, bowed with folded hands, and said humbly, "Mr. Luo, what a pleasure! I must apologize for today; it was all due to my poor management that led to this embarrassing scene."

Oh my god, as Brother Gou’s brain short-circuited in confusion, what on earth was going on?

His newly recognized boss was now treating his enemy like brothers; they seemed quite familiar with each other.

All the underlings stood there dumbfounded, frozen in place.

Luo Yusheng looked at Lin Xing and sneered coldly, "Lin San, your Red Blood Hall’s claws reach quite far, daring to stir up trouble in Zhonghai City?"

"Mr. Luo, no, Mr. Luo, it’s all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding indeed."

Lin Xing knew he had indeed overstepped his bounds; he was a sworn brother of the Red Blood Hall’s head in Nan City, known as Master Three.

Nan City, in Huaxia, could only be considered a second-tier city, and as the provincial capital, it had already developed to its peak with no grey income left.

As a significant figure in Nan City’s underworld, he had set his sights on the lucrative opportunities in Zhonghai City, hoping to nibble away at it bit by bit.

However, his first step had just been taken when he was caught red-handed by Luo Yusheng, a major player in Zhonghai City.

Luo Yusheng looked at him indifferently, his gaze turning fiercely cold, "Lin, I just want to know one thing—is targeting Zhonghai City your own idea, or is it an intentional setup by Wang Laohu?"

"This, Mr. Luo, it was all my own doing!"

Lin Xing was utterly embarrassed, as overstepping territorial boundaries was a significant taboo in the underworld.

As the saying goes, horses don’t get fat without night grass, and people don’t get rich without windfalls; those in the underworld always look for shortcuts.

And a demolition company is just such a shortcut, a business where one can turn nothing into something extremely lucrative, typically controlled by local big shots to prevent outsiders from interfering.

But there are exceptions when "within the four seas, all men are brothers."

If an outsider wants a foothold in the demolition industry in Zhonghai City, the first step is to present a tribute and pay respects locally, earning a share only by giving a portion of the stake to the local big shot.

However, Lin Xing had not done so, breaking an unspoken rule of the underworld.

These days, making a fortune in silence isn’t that easy.

"Mr. Luo, in respect of Brother Wang Laohu, please grant your brother a way out."

"Oh? Wang Laohu’s respect? You’ve completely disgraced him," Luo Yusheng said through gritted teeth. As a boss himself, having someone exploit opportunities right under his nose was a major loss of face as well.

Xiao Zheng stopped Luo Yusheng, saying solemnly, "Lin San, right? How do you plan to handle this matter?"

"Who is this?" Lin Xing recovered his senses, staring at Xiao Zheng but unable to recognize him.

"Bang..."

Luo Yusheng’s kick was quick as lightning, knocking Lin Xing to the ground as he angrily said, "This is my boss, not someone you can just casually inquire about!"

"Master Three, are you alright?" The underlings rushed to help but were angrily pushed away by Lin Xing.

He scrambled up swiftly, looking at Xiao Zheng with fear. Luo Yusheng’s boss? Good heavens, what kind of person could that be?

After all, if Luo Yusheng was already the overlord of Zhonghai City, anyone he submitted to must be no ordinary individual.

"Sir, Lin San admits defeat. Kill or slash as you please, I’ll obey your decision fully."

"Hey..."

Xiao Zheng took a deep drag on his cigarette, exhaling the smoke onto his face as he slowly said, "I didn’t expect Nan City’s desperate hero to be such a tough guy. Wanting to save your life is possible, agree to my three conditions."

"Sir, you say the word. Don’t mention three conditions, even a hundred, I would agree to them all."

Joy surged within Lin Xing’s heart, it seemed there was still room to turn things around.

Xiao Zheng sauntered slowly, speaking indifferently, "Lin San, although you have overstepped boundaries, I admire your courage to admit your mistakes and face the consequences. The conditions are simple; first, you must apologize to the Shen Family. Second, your demolition company must leave Zhonghai City. As for the third..."

As he spoke, his gaze drifted toward Da Gou, looking at him as if he were a dead man.

Lin Xing, quick-witted, immediately said, "Sir, I accept all three conditions. A dog is just a dog, better off dead."

"Hmm?"

Da Gou, observing their unfriendly looks, felt a disagreeable premonition that he could not shake off.

Lin Xing’s efficiency in handling matters was very high; without any dithering, he apologized to the three members of the Shen Family and even left a hundred thousand in cash, purportedly for emotional damages.

The fate of Da Gou was even worse. He was dragged away like a dead dog, his previous arrogance gone.

"..."

After Lin Xing left, Xiao Zheng turned around nonchalantly and returned to the Shen residence.

Wang Qingyun once again prepared a table full of fine food and drinks to host Xiao Zheng, placing the hundred thousand cash on the table and saying anxiously, "Ah Zheng, we can’t take this money, we dare not accept it!"

She had to be anxious, for the entire family had witnessed everything that happened. The scene was even more gruesome than before.

As ordinary people, where could they have seen such scenes? As the saying goes, when immortals battle, mortals suffer; keeping this money would only be useful if one remained alive to spend it.

Considering this, Xiao Zheng’s status must be extraordinary, evident from the two people following him.

Shen Wenlong and Shen Jiayi were also pale and restless.

Shen Wenlong was inherently cowardly, and now looked even more disheveled; Shen Jiayi, however, felt that Xiao Zheng had changed, becoming cold-blooded and decisive, far removed from the youthful innocence of his earlier days.

Xiao Zheng picked up the cash, placing it in front of Shen Jiayi, gently saying, "Jiayi, take this money. Buy some clothes and cosmetics. You’re a grown girl now; you can’t keep skimping and going without makeup."

"Brother Xiao, I don’t want it. Money earned without labor doesn’t sit well with me," Shen Jiayi pursed her lips, nervously biting her lower lip.

Xiao Zheng patted her shoulder, silently smiling, "Silly girl, this is earned by your Brother Xiao’s own ability. Take it with ease."

"Okay."

Shen Jiayi hesitated briefly, then blushing, she accepted and bowed her head down to her chest, avoiding his intense gaze.