Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 340 - 342: Plan

Chapter 340: Chapter 342: Plan

Chapter 342: The Plan

"Heh, who still shuns money these days?"

At that moment, Qiao Hongtian not only refrained from yelling out for help at the top of his lungs, but a bitter smile also hooked onto his pale, resolute face as he stared piercingly at Lin Zifeng.

He sneered, "If you have the guts, kill me!"

"Oh?" Lin Zifeng’s eyebrows raised, his interest piqued as he watched him, unexpectedly coming across someone stubborn.

"You’re really not afraid of death?" Lin Zifeng nonchalantly picked up a top-quality cigar from the office desk, slowly toasting it with a lighter, but his calm demeanor only made Qiao Hongtian, who was struggling for his life, increasingly uncomfortable. He simply couldn’t understand why the other wanted to kill his son and come after him. Was it just because he was involved in drug trafficking?

"Heh, if you don’t kill me today, you’ll definitely regret it in the future. As long as I still breathe, someone will eventually slaughter you!" Qiao Hongtian gasped heavily, his eyes starting to roll back white.

Despite the threat to his life, he didn’t forget to say things to infuriate Lin Zifeng, proving that this guy truly deserved his reputation as a titanic force in Zhonghai City, standing unyielding for decades. Even in death, he wanted to cling to a shred of dignity—infinitely superior to his useless son.

"Death? Haha. Don’t worry, you’ll die sooner or later, just not as enjoyably as you imagine," Lin Zifeng chuckled dryly.

"Big brother, how do we handle this old guy?" At that point, out of concern, Black Hawk couldn’t help speaking up. As long as Qiao Hongtian was alive, he felt a heavy weight in his heart, having suffered under this old man himself; he didn’t want his boss to suffer at this old man’s hands again.

"Don’t rush, he said he was not afraid of death, let’s play with him a bit longer," Lin Zifeng squinted his eyes and smiled meaningfully.

Black Hawk was somewhat puzzled by his side, remembering that Death God was never like this—he never procrastinated in anything and was extremely decisive with enemies. But now, Lin Zifeng gave Black Hawk the impression of being unfathomable, doing things that even he, his once close comrade, couldn’t fully grasp.

"If you have the guts, just kill me! Don’t act like little women, otherwise once I survive, both of you will have to die! Ah...!" Before he could finish speaking, Lin Zifeng suddenly charged forward in a swift step, his right hand clawing like a sharp iron hook, deeply piercing Qiao Hongtian’s abdomen, grabbing and twisting his abdominal muscles tightly, and as the strength in his arm increased, it nearly made the old man, Qiao Hongtian, cry from the pain.

"Letting you die is easy, but I just want to know how you’d prefer to die? You’ve harmed so many people, even if you died ten thousand times, it wouldn’t be enough to make amends!" Lin Zifeng narrowed his eyes, a chilling light bursting forth, his face feral—if he were to remove his mask, even a dark mob boss like Qiao Hongtian couldn’t help but lament how a young fellow could possess such a ruthless intensity that was beyond ordinary people’s understanding.

To achieve great things, one must be ruthless, and Lin Zifeng had that in spades.

"Kid! I don’t care who you are, but today, even if I turn into a Fierce Ghost when I die, I’ll never let you go! You think you’re safe just because you’ve killed me? Haha, let me tell you, you’re still green. If you dare, kill me swiftly today and leave no trace, or you’ll die a gruesome death. Haha..." At this moment, Qiao Hongtian was not scared at all; instead, he laughed maniacally like someone who had lost his mind.

"Old man, no need to provoke me. Although I haven’t looked into your background, if I’m not wrong, your backing must be related to the people from Fusang, right? First, I’ll kill you; then I will hand over all your criminal transactions to the Zhonghai City Bureau to deal with and spread rumors that you exposed all your trades out of despair from your son’s tragic death and guilt. Once the Huaxia police investigate, not only will your backer be exposed, but they’ll also push all the blame onto you. By then, not only your reputation will be well known throughout Zhonghai City, but your backers will not let you off either," Lin Zifeng said coldly with a sneer.

"You!" Qiao Hongtian’s face turned pale again; he had not expected his opponent to be so vicious, outmaneuvering even him, a fox who had dominated Zhonghai City for decades, nearly causing him to spew blood and die on the spot.

"I suppose you wouldn’t doubt the capabilities of the Huaxia police? Who would think that I, the puppet master? Hehe, if I wanted you dead, it would be as easy as crushing an ant. So now, I give you two options: either reveal who your backers really are, or, hmph! I think you know what the consequences would be without me spelling them out. And I also know you’ve fathered numerous illegitimate children with those mistresses you’ve kept in Zhonghai City, right? If you don’t want your family dragged into this, I suggest you tell me everything," Lin Zifeng’s eyes grew increasingly bright as he spoke, "Of course! You must die today. If you don’t, I truly won’t be at ease, just as you had said earlier. If you remain alive, my life would be threatened."

"You, you’re so cruel!" Qiao Hongtian finally realized he was no match for the young man before him, his pale cheeks displaying a bizarre expression, his gaze gradually becoming distracted.

"How can I compare to you, Chairman Qiao? After all, you’ve trafficked who knows how much over these years and have ruined countless lives. Haven’t you ever considered their feelings?"

"What do you want to know?" Eventually, Qiao Hongtian made a decision. Seeing as Qiao Bu’en was already dead and it seemed he would not escape misfortune today, if he was to die, he couldn’t let those mistresses and their children he supported outside suffer because of him. After all, they were his surviving descendants, and if they were all killed, that would be the end of his lineage.

"Your backers from Fusang!" Lin Zifeng’s gaze intensified, not expecting that even under his calculations, the old fox still ended up losing.

"If I tell you, will you keep it a secret? Please don’t spread rumors that I was the one who disclosed it; I fear for my family’s safety from them."

"Yes," Lin Zifeng said with a light smile.

After pondering for a while, Qiao Hongtian finally made his decision and revealed all about his backers and their years of trafficking activities in Zhonghai City, thoroughly. Given his current situation and Lin Zifeng’s intelligence, he dared not speak carelessly. Using his family as leverage, who knows what Lin Zifeng would do? As the saying goes, a dying man’s words are good.

When Qiao Hongtian detailed everything about his backers’ plans and their years of trafficking activities in Zhonghai City.