Urban Super Soldier King
Chapter 317 - 317 317 Is it a Dragon or Just a Worm

317: Chapter 317: Is it a Dragon or Just a Worm 317: Chapter 317: Is it a Dragon or Just a Worm Tie Zhuzi and Xiao Xuan left the place full, then sat there with no shame.

“You two go back first, and tell Jiang Chao and the others to quickly figure out the scope of Han Guoli’s former influence.

That’s all ours now,” Xiang Yu instructed them.

With a nod, Tie Zhuzi and the other person left first.

Seeing them all drunk, Xiang Yu couldn’t be bothered with them.

But since Miao Honglei was his elder brother in name, he had no choice but to help Miao Honglei onto the sofa.

Around eleven in the morning, Miao Honglei finally climbed up, groggy.

He felt pain in his cheek, and rubbing it uncomfortably, he looked at Xiang Yu and said, “Why do I feel like someone punched me in the head?”

Seeing him awake, Xiang Yu then poured him a glass of water and explained, “Big brother, you were drunk and hit your head on the table, then I helped you onto the sofa.”

Miao Honglei nodded, seemingly believing him, aware that in this place, no one dared to hit him—that would be courting death.

Not long after Miao Honglei woke up, Pan Wenjie and two other team leaders also came to.

Only Pan Wenjie’s face was swollen.

He had forgotten about the earlier incident and then sitting there, he looked at Miao Honglei and said, “Big brother, I drank too much earlier.

I don’t know who slapped me twice?”

Of course, Pan Wenjie’s main suspect was Xiang Yu, but without evidence, he didn’t dare to spout accusations.

“You must have been dreaming,” said Miao Honglei.

Although he was the big brother, he wouldn’t admit he ordered someone to slap Pan Wenjie twice and quickly added, “Wenjie, go and hand things over to Xiang Yu now.

Transfer all of Han Guoli’s territory to him.”

Pan Wenjie then remembered, and with reluctance nodded, standing up and walking outside.

Xiang Yu, not being pretentious, bid Miao Honglei goodbye and followed Pan Wenjie out.

Pan Wenjie planned to drive off sitting in the car, but just as he started the car, Xiang Yu settled himself in the passenger seat.

“Where’s your car?” Pan Wenjie asked irritably.

“Let the brothers take it,” Xiang Yu said indifferently.

Pan Wenjie did not call for any other brothers and drove towards the area that used to be under Han Guoli’s control.

“Xiang Yu, I don’t know what kind of damn luck you have to gain big brother’s trust.

But let me warn you, if you don’t have the ability and mess everything up, I definitely won’t let you off,” Pan Wenjie threatened fiercely.

On the drive, Pan Wenjie mumbled a lot—some of it threats, others advice for Xiang Yu to be smart.

But Xiang Yu didn’t utter a word, and just as they were about to reach their destination, Pan Wenjie glanced at Xiang Yu.

That look nearly made him spit blood, as he saw Xiang Yu slumped in the car, seemingly asleep, squinting his eyes—making all his earlier words a waste.

“Xiang Yu!” Pan Wenjie suddenly shouted.

Xiang Yu then opened his bleary eyes and, looking puzzled, said to Pan Wenjie, “What are you yelling about in broad daylight?”

Xiang Yu’s tone showed no sign of respect, making Pan Wenjie feel utterly infuriated.

Other team leaders were always respectful to Pan Wenjie, but Xiang Yu didn’t seem to take him seriously at all.

By now, they had arrived at their destination.

Without another word, Pan Wenjie got out of the car and slammed the door angrily.

This was a bustling commercial street, and they stopped in front of a three-star hotel.

The three-star hotel didn’t look very luxurious from the outside, and it seemed quite shabby on this street.

However, when Xiang Yu walked in, he discovered an entirely different world; it could be said that the interior had reached the level of a five-star hotel.

Pan Wenjie used to consider this place his headquarters, but now, he had no choice but to hand it over.

He called over his five squad leaders, all of whom had once been under Han Guoli’s command.

The five squad leaders—four robust men and one woman—approached Pan Wenjie with great respect and greeted him as “big brother.”

Pan Wenjie nodded and said, “Starting today, Xiang Yu will take over this place.

You should treat him well and listen to him.”

There was an ironic tone in Pan Wenjie’s voice, which all five of them could naturally detect.

They had heard of Xiang Yu before, and now they looked him over, noticing that he was quite young, even a few years younger than they were.

Having this greenhorn manage them was something they all had reservations about, and naturally, they weren’t going to follow Xiang Yu’s arrangements.

But still, they needed to maintain appearances, so they said in unison, “Don’t worry, big brother, we will definitely take good care of our new boss.”

Satisfied that they had grasped his meaning, Pan Wenjie nodded approvingly, gave a few more instructions, and then got up to leave.

His confidence in leaving so readily stemmed from knowing that among these five, there was a squad leader named Shi Potian who was known to be a thorn in the side.

Furthermore, whenever Han Guoli was away, Shi Potian subtly exhibited an air of domination.

Now that Xiang Yu, the new Monk, had arrived to take over as the boss, they naturally wouldn’t agree and would come up with all kinds of methods to get rid of Xiang Yu.

Indeed, as soon as Pan Wenjie left, Shi Potian unabashedly seated himself on the sofa, then propped his feet up on the table in front of it.

“Now that Boss Pan is gone, this is the life of ease and comfort,” said Shi Potian, lounging there and clearly enjoying himself.

He didn’t seem to take Xiang Yu seriously at all.

The other squad leaders, aside from the woman, all behaved similarly, echoing Shi Potian and paying no attention to Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu didn’t get angry; he didn’t say much either and leaned on the sofa, eating peanuts.

Shi Potian had hoped that such disrespect would provoke Xiang Yu, but Xiang Yu appeared not to be upset; instead, he seemed indifferent.

“You’re Xiang Yu?” Finally, Shi Potian couldn’t help but speak.

His words lacked any reverence and were full of provocation.

“Yes, I am your new boss,” said Xiang Yu, remaining composed as he sat there.

Hearing Xiang Yu introduce himself that way, the other squad leaders laughed.

“You may be our boss, but who acknowledges that?

Xiang Yu, let me remind you, you might be the boss on the surface, but you’d best keep your head down.

Whoever comes here, whether it’s a dragon, they must coil; a tiger, they must crouch.

Do you understand what I’m saying?” Shi Potian said arrogantly.

Xiang Yu still wore that nonchalant smile and nodded, “I understand.”

Xiang Yu’s expression left the others somewhat baffled.

Shi Potian was insulting him—could it be that this new boss, fresh on the scene, was too dull to see that?

The female squad leader watching sighed inwardly.

She had long been fed up with Shi Potian’s arrogance but was helpless to do anything about it.

Now, a new boss had finally arrived, and to her dismay, he seemed to be a pushover, so easily cowed by Shi Potian’s bluster.

Xiang Yu continued eating peanuts and then said with a smile, “May I make a suggestion?”

“Speak,” Shi Potian replied bluntly, as if he were the real boss and Xiang Yu merely his underling.

This feeling pleased Shi Potian greatly, and in his eyes, Xiang Yu’s smile was an attempt at ingratiating himself…