Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 758: When the Wall Falls, Everybody Pushes

Chapter 758: Chapter 758: When the Wall Falls, Everybody Pushes

"This won’t work, that won’t work, are we just supposed to sit here and wait for death?"

A young heir slouched despondently on the sofa.

"It seems like it wasn’t really us who borrowed this money," suddenly a voice spoke up. The other young heirs, initially somewhat in despair, all turned to look at the person who had just spoken.

"Feng Kai, what did you just say?"

The heir named Feng Kai repeated what he had just said earlier: "This money was borrowed from Dong Xing and Xiao Mingyue, and it seems like it was also him who signed for it. This doesn’t seem to have much to do with us."

As soon as Feng Kai spoke, the other young heirs’ eyes lit up; damn, it truly seemed to be the case.

Although they had all contributed to creating the entire situation, Dong Xing had always been the one pulling the strings, whether it was controlling the stock market or borrowing money from Xiao Mingyue. They had indeed been involved, but it could also be said that they weren’t.

After all, from start to finish, it was Dong Xing who had been at the forefront; they were merely onlookers.

Granted, they had all discussed the plan, but there was no proof; they hadn’t written anything down or thumb-printed any documents. As long as they denied it, even going to court wouldn’t scare them.

This meant that the two trillion had nothing to do with them; what they could lose was merely their own companies, their private funds, and the loans they had taken from banks. Although not an insignificant sum, compared to two trillion, these were peanuts.

At worst, they would endure a fierce scolding when they went home, something they could deal with.

Thinking of this, the young heirs seemed to come back to life. As for Dong Xing—may the dying die, but may I live.

As for the Dong Family—one of the Eight Families backing Dong Xing—even if they wanted to rage, they could not do much against their collective might. Moreover, with a debt of two trillion on their backs, the Dong Family might suffer a crushing blow.

That Xiao Mingyue was known as the "Demon of Sea City," with connections much greater than the Dong Family. Would the Dong Family dare to default?

Perhaps after this, the Eight Families might have a change in leadership.

When Dong Xing heard these bastards planning to betray him, although his head was still spinning a bit, he snapped sober in an instant.

If these people really went through with it, he would truly be doomed, and the Dong Family would be dragged into the mess. Xiao Mingyue wouldn’t care whether it was his personal doing or the family’s; if Dong Xing couldn’t come up with the money, she would undoubtedly turn to the Dong Family to pay off the enormous debt.

"You wouldn’t dare."

Dong Xing leapt up from the sofa and shouted, "None of you can wash your hands of this; don’t think about making me take the fall alone."

"Ha, Dong Xing, from beginning to end, this was your instigation. Initially, we had planned to share the profits with the Jin City Circle. If it weren’t for your persuasion, how could we possibly have boarded your doomed ship?"

"Exactly, without you, how could we have staked our companies and borrowed so much money from the bank? We haven’t even settled that score with you yet."

"Dong Xing, quit your nonsense. This was all due to your stupidity; otherwise, how could you have fallen for Li Feng’s trap so miserably? It’s all your responsibility."

When the wall is down, everyone pushes.

The young heirs present didn’t have the slightest concern for past friendships. What could friendship be worth when compared to two trillion?

Now, they only had one option—to sell out Dong Xing.

"Dong Xing, you better think about how you’re going to repay the money," a young heir said coldly, glancing at the doomed Dong Xing before swiftly turning to leave.

Was there any point in staying here?

No, there wasn’t. They had come hoping to revel in the joy of victory, but now all that remained were feathers scattered on the ground. Since the masks had fallen off, there was no use in pretending anymore.

"Pah."

One left, and the others turned on their heels to follow. Lan Tianfang watched Dong Xing, his face darkening by the minute, and shook his head.

"Dong Xing, don’t blame me." Lan Tianfang turned and walked away, two hundred billion was simply too much for him to shoulder.

"Go, all of you go."

Dong Xing watched as Lan Tianfang also left, and in a fit of madness, swept the bottles on the table onto the floor. After venting his frustration, Dong Xing slumped into the sofa.

He was too confident.

From the beginning to the end, he never doubted that there would be any problems this time, he saw Li Feng as meat on the cutting board, Li Feng, the chairman of Century who didn’t have a strong foundation, was at his mercy to be manipulated.

With just one move, Li Feng would have been obliterated.

But now.

Dong Xing grabbed a bottle of wine and guzzled down two mouthfuls.

He remembered what Li Feng had said earlier, "I’ll buy all your shares for one hundred and fifty billion." One should know that these shares cost him at least two hundred and thirty-four billion.

Those three hundred billion they raised, plus the two hundred billion borrowed from Xiao Mingyue, and yet Li Feng managed to swallow shares worth more than two hundred and thirty billion with just one hundred and fifty billion.

In and out, a net profit of eighty billion.

This was more ruthless than robbing a bank.

Actually, using this money to buy a large stake in Century Group wouldn’t necessarily be a loss, considering Century Group was still one of the top ten groups, with its reputation standing firm.

But Century Group was facing troubles both internally and externally, the stock price plummeted upon Chen Qinian’s death, it dropped drastically again when Li Feng assumed power, and the power struggle within the group was widely reported, causing the stock to fall once more.

And Li Feng, from start to finish, didn’t come out to do any PR, nor did he clarify anything, he was completely indifferent to the affairs of Century Group; it seemed he was thinking of how to sell Century Group for a good price from day one as the chairman.

The shares he snapped up at a low price, he made a fortune just by increasing the stock price, the shares sold by Dongfang Wenzheng definitely weren’t sold at a high price. So not only did Li Feng make a killing with that eighty billion, but he also made at least another two or three hundred billion from the appreciation of the shares.

Hundreds of billions.

Was this the "door-crashing waste" on the internet, the so-called king of living off women?

This was just leading people astray.

Dong Xing threw the wine bottle in his hand, which smashed into smithereens.

"You dare to celebrate New Year’s Day, then don’t blame me for playing the fifteenth."

Dong Xing’s eyes were filled with rage.

Now, he had only one path left - to go home and admit his mistake to his father; the shares he held could still sell for one hundred and fifty billion, and the remaining fifty billion, his Dong Family could still afford it.

Though taking out fifty billion would cause the family to suffer a significant blow, it was better than being flayed and devoured by Xiao Mingyue.

"Full?"

Zhou Zhishan and Liu Xuan patted their slightly bulging stomachs, "Can’t eat anymore, even though I still want to."

Since it was Li Feng dining, the head chef from the Michelin two-star restaurant personally took charge, bringing out all sorts of top-notch ingredients as if they were free, and even though the portions of Western food were small, the quantity was substantial.

The two women ended up feeling a bit too full.

"If you want to eat, come back next time. I’ll have someone get you two membership cards, you can eat for free. Now get up, let’s go downstairs for a walk to help digest."

"And buy you a few pieces of clothing."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhishan and Liu Xuan’s faces lit up again.