The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 270: I Really Can’t Help with This Matter_1

Chapter 270: Chapter 270: I Really Can’t Help with This Matter_1

Seeing Zhang Xian arrive, Buckteeth Zhou and the others rallied, morale surging as they charged at the security guards.

In battle, morale is crucial. Sometimes, even if you’re weaker than your opponent, having high spirits might be enough to turn the tables.

"Damn, these guys have lost it."

"What the hell are they doing? Can’t they stop fighting so hard?"

The security guards had been having the upper hand and fighting comfortably. But now these guys were like they didn’t value their lives, and the security guys were a bit scared to go up front. They even felt a little suppressed.

"Damn it..."

The captain jumped up from the ground, furious: "What’s going on? Who dares to sneak behind and strike me?"

Zhang Xian watched the captain, gave a cold smile, "To deal with a minor character like you, do I, young master, need to attack you from behind? Even if I confront you directly, it’s nothing more than a few slaps."

The captain stared at Zhang Xian, his face deathly pale, and asked, "You are that Brother Xian?"

Zhang Xian chuckled, "Yes, to show respect, my pals call me Brother Xian. What? You got a problem with that?"

The captain ground his teeth and declared, "Kid, you’re daring, not even considering Lekai Security Company as a threat. I will let you know how strong we are, you’ll regret making an enemy of us."

"All you know is to run your mouth?" Zhang Xian laughed.

Enraged, the captain charged a few steps forward, jumped into the air, and kicked towards Zhang Xian’s head.

Zhang Xian’s eyes focused, he picked precisely the right moment, brutally lunged out, and landed a punch on the captain’s head, then rushed towards the other guards.

"Boom..."

The captain’s leap was dashing, but his fall was a bit humiliating, lying motionless on the ground.

At that moment, in mid-air, he had nowhere to escape, nor did he clearly see Zhang Xian’s move. He only felt a figure flash by, then his head was hit by a punch, and then ... nothing.

"Boom...Boom..."

Zhang Xian plunged into the crowd, like a war god, invincible, with none of the guards being able to withstand a punch.

In this battle, he used quite a lot of strength, beyond anyone’s expectations. Even Buckteeth Zhou and others were shocked by Zhang Xian’s power.

What’s the idea behind facing these capable security guards and knocking them down one punch at a time?

The boss was scared out of his mind, sitting on the ground, and had forgotten to run. He had seen tough guys before, but he’d never seen anyone this tough. Is he even human? He’s even more ruthless than a robot!

"Boom..."

After the last security guard was blasted away, Zhang Xian coldly chuckled, standing in front of the scared witless boss.

This was the effect he wanted, to intimidate the boss. "So, do you have any other tricks up your sleeve? Better use them now, or you won’t get another chance."

The boss swallowed, keeping his face cold, asked, "What...What do you want to do?"

"What will I do?"

Suddenly, Zhang Xian pulled out a Golden Needle and stuck it into the back of the boss’s neck.

"Ahh..." A sharp scream erupted.

The boss clutched his head, rolling around on the ground, his face ferocious. It felt like there were thousands of ants gnawing in his brain, waves of indescribable pain kept surging through him.

This pain was intense, and he didn’t know how to describe it, but he thought the desire to die due to it should give a somewhat peculiar feeling.

At that moment, he would rather die instantly to end this pain. However, he couldn’t even faint, let alone die, every bit of his body was in too much pain to muster strength.

Zhang Xian sat nearby, lit a cigarette and quietly smoked, not paying any attention to the boss writhing in agony on the ground.

"Tsk tsk..."

Seeing the boss on the ground, Buckteeth Zhou and others couldn’t help but shiver, goosebumps covering their skin.

They didn’t know how much pain the boss was in, couldn’t imagine it. But from his grotesque appearance, it was easy to see that the boss was on the verge of collapsing from pain, yet he just couldn’t pass out.

A cigarette, soon burned out.

After Zhang Xian threw away the cigarette butt, he pulled out the Golden Needle, chuckling, "Want to try again?"

"Huh..." Suddenly, the pain disappeared. The boss was so relieved, he huskily moaned, "No...don’t want to do it again."

Zhang Xian smiled and said, "You should be clear about my strength now, and you’ve experienced my methods. But this isn’t the worst. I have many more ways to make you wish you were dead, and they’re even more terrifying than this. If you want to try, I won’t be stingy. I don’t have many merits, but I do have a bit of patience. We can play slowly."

The boss was desperately scared, "No...don’t..."

"Looks like you’re frightened." Zhang Xian smiled and continued, "Since you don’t want it, then behave yourself, go to the police station and surrender. Reveal all the dirty dealings between you and Tan Yaowei. If you miss even one, I’ll make you regret coming into this world. Of course, you can choose to run, but I advise you not to let me find you. I’m quite good at tracking people down."

The boss swallowed again and said, "Brother, give me a way to live! I can give you a lot of money. Even if you want all my property, I’d give it to you."

Zhang Xian shook his head, "There is no room to negotiate about this matter, you didn’t give any others a way out, either."

The boss pleaded, "Brother, don’t be like this."

Zhang Xian stood up, ignoring the boss. He told Buckteeth Zhou, "Take this guy away. If he doesn’t behave, let me know. I will let him taste something even more exquisite."

Buckteeth Zhou nodded his head and motioned with a wave of his hand. Two of his subordinates stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right hoisting up their boss and dragging him towards a van not far away.

Zhang Xian glanced at the makeshift tent, asking, "How is the house hunting going?"

Buckteeth Zhou replied, "Still looking."

"Try to hurry it up! We can’t live here," Zhang Xian nodded and walked towards the makeshift tent not too far away.

Buckteeth Zhou gave a few orders to his subordinates and quickly followed Zhang Xian.

The old woman stood at the entrance of the tent, her murky eyes looking at the fighting in the distance. With her failing eyesight, she couldn’t clearly see what was happening, just that there was a fight going on.

One of the parties was seemingly the group that had been protecting her for the last couple of days. This made her worry, her dry hands continuously scraping at the tree trunk nearby.

After a while, someone approached.

The old woman instinctively tried to step back. But when she saw Zhang Xian approached, her heart settled and she approached him, "Young man, are... are all of you okay?"

Zhang Xian smiled, "Don’t worry, grandma, we’re fine."

"That’s good..." The old woman nodded, "I knew it. You all fought because of me, I... thank you. I’m truly thankful."

Zhang Xian waved it off, "Grandma, it’s nothing. You don’t have to thank me. Let’s go and see how your son is doing."

The old woman nodded and hurriedly led Zhang Xian into the makeshift tent.

Zhang Xian smiled and exchanged greetings with the middle-aged man on the bed, stopped him from politeness, and began the treatment.

Just as he finished the treatment and was getting ready to stand up, his phone rang.

Stretching his body, he took out his phone and answered, "Director Zheng, has that idiot given in yet?"

"Mr. Zhang, you really are highly perceptive."

Zhang Xian chuckled, "Alright, I’ll head right over to have a talk with that guy."

...

TianDu City, Bishui Villa.

Xie Wuming sat in a rocking chair, looking at Secretary Xia across from him and asked, "Old Man Xia, what made you think of coming to see me? You rarely come without a cause!"

"No choice, my special identity." Secretary Xia forced a laugh, "Brother Xie, I came here today because I need your help with something."

"Oh?" Xie Wuming was surprisingly, "What is it? If I can help, I, Xie Wuming, will definitely not refuse."

Secretary Xia stated, "I need you to take care of a kid."

Xie Wuming asked, "Secretary Xia, are you joking with me? You can’t handle a kid?"

"That kid is very powerful, a bunch of us can’t do anything about him," Secretary Xia smiled wryly.

Before coming here, he had gone to see Tan Yaowei and they had agreed to get rid of that bastard Zhang Xian. They were aware of the old woman’s situation and were preparing to take action.

But before they could make a move, for some unknown reason, Zhang Xian had showed up accompanied by quite a few protectors, leaving them with no opportunity to act.

After learning about Zhang Xian’s competence, they didn’t dare to rashly send anyone over; that guy had taken down several security guys single-handedly.

Out of options, they thought of Xie Wuming. At the same time, they marked another target for double insurance.

This matter needed to be resolved quickly. If Zhang Xian took the initiative, not only would Tan Yaowei be done for, but he, as the Secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection, would also be taken down and possibly sentenced.

"Who is this kid?" Xie Wuming sat upright suddenly.

For some reason, while listening to Secretary Xia, a name popped up in his mind. If it was that guy, he wouldn’t dare to send anyone there, at least not yet.

Secretary Xia said, "A guy named Zhang Xian."

"Er..." Xie Wuming gave a wry smile, "Old Man Xia, I can’t help with that."

Secretary Xia frowned, "Why not?"

Xie Wuming just smiled and didn’t answer, but emphasized, "Old Man Xia, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, it’s that I really can’t help you."

Secretary Xia frowned, "Brother Xie, you can’t just leave it at that. What’s the reason?"

Xie Wuming replied, "There are some things I can’t tell you. You should know me, if I can help, I will. But the issue is that I can’t help, I’m unable to."

From the side, Fu Meiting looked surprised. How did Zhang Xian manage to offend even the Secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection? What had happened?

"Brother Xie..." Secretary Xia wanted to say something else.

"Old Man Xia, I really can’t help," Xie Wuming interrupted Secretary Xia, turning his head and saying, "MeiTing, see Secretary Xia out for me."

Fu Meiting nodded, reaching out her hand and saying, "Secretary Xia, please! Master Xie really can’t help you."

Secretary Xia’s lips twitched unnaturally a few times, and he turned and walked out.

It was just a gangster, yet he dared to be this arrogant. Once he dealt with this matter of Zhang Xian, he must make this old coot Xie Wuming pay. Who does he think he is?