Urban Super Soldier King
Chapter 351 - 351 351 Xiang Yu Kneels and Is Framed

351: Chapter 351 Xiang Yu Kneels and Is Framed 351: Chapter 351 Xiang Yu Kneels and Is Framed When Pan Wenjie saw Xiang Yu charging towards him, he despaired, knowing he was no match for Xiang Yu.

The fury on Xiang Yu’s face made it clear a beating was inevitable today.

Pan Wenjie hoped his brothers below would hurry up to back him up, but hearing the roars downstairs, he knew for certain that Xiang Yu hadn’t come alone—the big, dumb guy might be with him, too.

In front of Xiang Yu, Pan Wenjie didn’t stand a chance to fight back.

Like a torrential rain, Xiang Yu’s fists pounded Pan Wenjie, accompanied by his screams with every punch.

“Xiang Yu, you’re dead meat.

If you don’t kill me today, I’ll kill you tomorrow,” Pan Wenjie yelled hysterically.

But Xiang Yu, like a man possessed, didn’t say a word, instead straddling Pan Wenjie and raining down punch after punch, reducing Pan Wenjie to a wailing mess.

Now a big brother himself, how could he ever suffer such humiliation?

Long Wu stood to the side, watching Xiang Yu, feeling a surge of anger; but was it for herself?

She suddenly felt that Xiang Yu still cared about her.

She didn’t know how he had found her, but his timing couldn’t have been better—it was enough.

Xiang Yu’s iron fists disfigured Pan Wenjie’s face beyond recognition.

Ugly to begin with, it was now utterly grotesque.

Pan Wenjie no longer had the strength to shout; he couldn’t threaten Xiang Yu, because he knew any threats were nonsense to Xiang Yu, who simply wouldn’t listen.

Just when Pan Wenjie was at his last gasp, the noise downstairs suddenly quieted.

Using his last ounce of strength, Pan Wenjie cracked a smile, as if he saw his salvation approaching.

It was then that Xiao Xuan suddenly appeared at the door, forced there at gunpoint.

Seeing it was Xiao Xuan, Long Wu quickly moved to stand beside him.

Xiang Yu didn’t look around, focusing only on landing punches on Pan Wenjie’s face, until someone pressed a gun to Xiang Yu’s head; only then did he stop.

By now, Xiang Yu’s hands were covered in blood, and Pan Wenjie was battered beyond human recognition.

Xiang Yu stood up and finally lifted his head to look at the crowd.

Around the entrance stood many figures, one in the middle as bulky as Tie Zhuzi—it was their boss, Miao Honglei.

Unafraid, Xiang Yu stood there and locked eyes coldly with Miao Honglei.

In that moment, they seemed more like mortal enemies than subordinate and superior.

“Take him away,” Miao Honglei said and immediately turned to go downstairs.

The people around hurriedly seized Xiang Yu and Xiao Xuan, taking them downstairs, with Long Wu following.

Others quickly helped Pan Wenjie to his feet.

Only when saved did Pan Wenjie allow himself to laugh, a chilling sound akin to that of a vengeful ghost, as he went downstairs, too.

Kneeling there with several men holding them down, Xiang Yu and Xiao Xuan stayed silent while Miao Honglei just sat, saying nothing.

The room was a shambles, likely due to the havoc wrought by Xiang Yu and Xiao Xuan.

“Boss,” Pan Wenjie said as he was helped from upstairs and sat down next to Miao Honglei.

“Who told you to sit?” Miao Honglei turned his head, his expression indifferent as he looked at Pan Wenjie.

With so many brothers gathered there, Miao Honglei’s blatant disrespect made Pan Wenjie look bad.

But ultimately, he was forced to stand up again.

“Kneel,” Miao Honglei commanded coldly.

Pan Wenjie looked at Miao Honglei in disbelief.

He had been the one beaten, and now he was being ordered to kneel?

He refused to comply.

“Big brother…” Pan Wenjie began to protest, but a single look from Miao Honglei frightened him into kneeling promptly.

“What exactly happened?” Miao Honglei asked.

Pan Wenjie, enduring the pain on his face, began, “Tonight I went to Yang Ming’s place, and he presented me with a beauty.

Then I brought her back, planning to enjoy myself, but before anything happened, Xiang Yu attacked me.

Look at what he did to me.”

At this time, Miao Honglei turned to look at Xiang Yu, who just knelt there calmly without any intention to argue.

“Your silence indicates your admission,” Miao Honglei’s voice suddenly turned icy.

He was very displeased with Xiang Yu’s attitude, and recently, Xiang Yu seemed a bit too arrogant.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to teach Xiang Yu a lesson.

Xiang Yu simply gave Miao Honglei an indifferent glance and said nothing.

He couldn’t believe that Miao Honglei was unaware of the whole story.

The only reason Miao Honglei was putting on this questioning act was to give Pan Wenjie room to lie.

Xiang Yu couldn’t be bothered to argue with him.

“To come to blows over a woman, what a lack of decorum.

It seems she is the instigator of today’s trouble,” Miao Honglei said, then turned his gaze to Long Wu.

A flash of surprise crossed Miao Honglei’s eyes.

He knew the entire incident stemmed from Pan Wenjie’s desire to mess with Xiang Yu’s girlfriend, but he hadn’t anticipated the woman to be so beautiful that even he was somewhat tempted.

“What’s your name?” Miao Honglei then abruptly asked Long Wu.

Although Long Wu tried her best to keep calm, when Miao Honglei’s gaze fell on her, she couldn’t help but lean toward Xiang Yu.

After all, she was also involved in the underworld, yet she had never seen a big shot like Miao Honglei before.

Long Wu did not speak and continued standing there.

“Tie her up,” Miao Honglei ordered, his voice tinged with anger.

“The trouble started because of her, so she should be punished to preserve the brothers’ harmony.” He glanced at Xiang Yu with some irritation—his words were clearly intended for Xiang Yu to hear.

And indeed, punishing Long Wu was meant as a spectacle for Xiang Yu to witness; he wanted to see Xiang Yu’s reaction.

As expected, upon hearing Long Wu was to be harmed, Xiang Yu looked around.

Those who intended to capture Long Wu stepped back half a step, frightened.

“This has nothing to do with her,” Xiang Yu simply stated.

“Then who does it have to do with?” Miao Honglei was incensed by Xiang Yu’s response, feeling his authority was being challenged.

“If there’s someone to punish, punish me,” Xiang Yu declared decisively.

Today, Xiang Yu was utterly enraged.

If it wasn’t for Pan Wenjie capturing Long Wu, today he would have settled everything without any trouble.

“Good, very good, Xiang Yu, ah, Xiang Yu, I really didn’t misjudge you,” Miao Honglei said with a sneer.

“Someone, beat him,” he ordered succinctly.

He had wanted to discipline Xiang Yu anyway, to remind him that the prestige of the ‘big brother’ is not to be provoked.

At the same time, to ensure that Xiang Yu stayed in line and didn’t become too presumptuous.

Although Xiang Yu had skills, lately he was getting ahead of himself and disregarded everyone else.

Four men approached Xiang Yu, preparing to strike, when Xiao Xuan broke free from the two restraining him and swiftly positioned himself in front of Xiang Yu.

“Who dares?” Xiao Xuan shouted, his eyes shooting daggers.

Xiao Xuan was not one to lose his temper easily; on the contrary, he was quite composed.

But today, seeing Xiang Yu kneeling here and knowing someone meant to hit him, he no longer remained passive.

It was fortunate that Xiao Xuan was the one who came.

If it had been Tie Zhuzi, the fight would have started by now…