Urban Super Soldier King
Chapter 238 - 238 238 Shi Jian's Sudden Misfortune

238: Chapter 238: Shi Jian’s Sudden Misfortune 238: Chapter 238: Shi Jian’s Sudden Misfortune Now that the message had gone out, Xiang Yu was sure it wouldn’t take long for the other party to make contact.

Around eleven o’clock at night, the three of them were sitting on the sofa, waiting.

Suddenly, Xiang Yu’s phone rang.

“Who is it?” Xiang Yu picked up the phone and asked directly.

“Hello, Boss Xiang,” the other party spoke in standard Mandarin, the voice was the same as the one who had called the other night offering thirty billion to purchase the land.

“My brother is in your hands,” Xiang Yu said directly.

“Boss Xiang, you really are an impatient one, aren’t you?

Indeed, your brother is here having tea with us.

Why don’t you come over and have a couple cups too?” the other party joked.

“All right, where are you guys now?

I’ll come right away,” Xiang Yu said succinctly.

The man laughed heartily, then gave an address and said, “We don’t have much space here, so just come on your own, don’t bring anyone else.” The man hung up after speaking.

By this time, Tie Zhuzi and Xiao Xuan were both ready to go and became anxious when they heard that only Xiang Yu would be going.

“No way, Brother Yu, I’m coming with you.

These bastards are unreasonable, what if they decide to keep you there too?” Tie Zhuzi exclaimed with his eyes wide.

“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine, their goal is that plot of land, they shouldn’t make it difficult for us,” Xiang Yu assured him.

Although Tie Zhuzi and Xiao Xuan were worried, there was nothing they could do but clench their teeth in anger.

Xiang Yu made some preparations, then told Tie Zhuzi not to do anything rash before driving off.

The agreed location was between two cities, in the middle of a wasteland, with a structure resembling a chemical plant in the center.

It took Xiang Yu a good while to find the place.

Standing outside, Xiang Yu could feel that many people were lurking around.

These people were well-trained, they lay in ambush without moving, like statues.

But Xiang Yu, too, was a person with professional training; he could sense the atmosphere.

Xiang Yu went alone, walking confidently towards the inside.

As soon as he stepped in, he saw a person hanging in the central area.

“Shi Jian,” Xiang Yu hurried over when he saw it was Shi Jian.

Shi Jian hadn’t been injured, but he looked listless and his eyes were blurry.

When he saw Xiang Yu, there wasn’t much surprise in his gaze.

“Boss Xiang, you’ve arrived.” It was at this moment that a young man suddenly appeared on the second floor.

This young man was slender and tall, wearing glasses, with fair skin.

He looked like an aspiring young man, but Xiang Yu knew this person must be a Japanese spy hidden in China.

Xiang Yu glanced at him but ignored him, then took out a dagger to cut the rope holding Shi Jian.

“Shi Jian, how are you?” Xiang Yu patted Shi Jian’s face and asked.

There was a baffled look in Shi Jian’s eyes; he looked at Xiang Yu as if he was a stranger.

“Did you drug him?” Xiang Yu asked coldly, looking at the bespectacled man on the second floor.

At this moment, Xiang Yu’s heart was ice cold.

Brotherhood was what he valued the most.

You could hurt him, but he would never allow harm to come to his brother.

“We just invited him for a cup of tea, that’s all,” the man on the second floor said with a sinister smile.

Xiang Yu stood there about to speak when he suddenly felt a chill at his back, and with his experience, he knew someone must be trying to ambush him.

Without time to think further, Xiang Yu did a forward roll to move away.

Turning to look back, he saw Shi Jian glaring at him angrily, a knife now in his hand.

“You son of a bitch, I’m going to kill you,” Shi Jian yelled as he lunged at Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu was startled at first—could it be that this man was not Shi Jian but someone disguised as him?

But he quickly dismissed the possibility.

The aura emanating from the man, along with his speed and moves, left no doubt that he was indeed Shi Jian.

“Haha…

How does it feel to be betrayed by a brother?” At that moment, the bespectacled man on the second floor burst into maniacal laughter.

Xiang Yu had no time to pay him any mind, understanding that Shi Jian must have been drugged by someone, his mind in a state of confusion.

As Shi Jian charged at him, Xiang Yu made a snap decision, stepping beside Shi Jian and striking him hard on the back of the neck, knocking him out cold.

“Sorry about this, brother,” Xiang Yu said before gently laying Shi Jian on the ground.

“What exactly do you all want?” It was only then that Xiang Yu raised his head to address the people upstairs.

The bespectacled man, taken aback by Xiang Yu’s decisiveness, couldn’t help but feel surprised, then shook his head in some regret.

He had been hoping to witness a good show of brother turning against brother, but Xiang Yu had resolved the situation too quickly.

“You’re quite ruthless to your brothers,” said the bespectacled man as he walked down from the second floor.

Although only he had appeared, Xiang Yu could feel many people lying in ambush around them, probably all aiming guns at them.

“Cut the crap.

Are you the one in charge here or not?

If you’re not, then get lost.

Don’t stand there and bullshit me,” Xiang Yu said irritably.

The bespectacled man was obviously just someone sent out to scout or to negotiate terms on behalf of the Japanese, and not a person of significant status.

“You…” The bespectacled man’s face changed color, too angry to speak, but what Xiang Yu had said was indeed all true.

“What ‘you’?

You look like a woman—are you already castrated?” Xiang Yu finished, glancing casually at the man’s groin, infuriating him to the point of nearly passing out.

The bespectacled man just snorted coldly, acting as if he wouldn’t stoop to Xiang Yu’s level and said, “I’ve heard about Boss Xiang’s skills.

Today, I just happen to have two brothers here.

How about we make a bet?”

“What kind of bet?” Xiang Yu asked, unafraid.

“If you win a round, I release one person; if you lose, I kill one,” the bespectacled man gestured with a wave of his hand.

Two men were escorting a young man from behind.

Xiang Yu saw that the young man was Qin Ming, a regular intermediary who, unexpected to him, had been captured here after the failed negotiations.

Qin Ming’s mouth was gagged.

He was making indistinct noises, tears nearly falling, as he looked at Xiang Yu with eyes begging for rescue.

“Wait,” Xiang Yu interrupted directly.

“I don’t care about this guy.

Just kill him instead.

I only need to win one round, and then I’m taking my brother and leaving.”

Qin Ming, hearing what Xiang Yu said, was stunned and cursed Xiang Yu hundreds of times in his heart.

But with his mouth gagged, all he could do was make indistinct noises.

The bespectacled man certainly hadn’t expected such an outcome, but it made sense.

Xiang Yu was just a thug, and he couldn’t care less about others.

“Hmph!

If you lose a round, both of these men must die,” the bespectacled man said in frustration.

No sooner had the bespectacled man spoken than two men slowly closed in on Xiang Yu.

It was clear from the way they moved that they were trained fighters; one was fat and the other thin.

But Xiang Yu was not the least bit intimidated and moved forward to meet the two men head-on…

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