Fanatic!

Chapter 116 Skilled at Communication

Inside the room, a fit man in his thirties slid down the wall, his arms twisted.

This cannonball strike broke his arm.

The man was in so much pain that cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he stared fiercely at the doorway. A young man with a tortoise-shell and crane-like appearance walked in from outside.

"The Tiger Claw of the Qi Observation Path has also learned a new technique. Ruan Fuxiong, Chen Jinyong, Chen Zhonghong... Which one are you?" As soon as the two sides exchanged blows, Chen Wujun figured out that his opponent's strength was about the same as Cunbao.

Although he couldn't even block one of his own punches, he was still considered a master in the West Dike.

After all, He Tu controls the entire East Ninth District's magnetic crystal smuggling channels, with most of them flowing into Beigang, and only a very small number flowing into Xidi each year.

Therefore, the local gangs are significantly weaker.

“I am Nguyen Phuc Hung, who are you?” Nguyen Phuc Hung stared fiercely at Chen Wujun, propping himself up to stand up.

However, they were completely out of the fight.

He still doesn't know who the other person is.

“Nguyen Phuc Hung…it seems we’ve found the right person.” Chen Wujun smiled, then suddenly kicked out, pinning Nguyen Phuc Hung to the wall.

Nguyen Phuc Hung immediately coughed up blood, feeling as if at least one of his ribs had been broken.

"I'm here today to discuss a business deal with you."

“If your boss Ruan Mingjin doesn’t die… how will you rise to power? I’ll help you take him out, how much are you willing to pay?” Chen Wujun said with a smile.

"Who exactly are you? What do you want?" Nguyen Phuc Hung asked, enduring the excruciating pain in his ribs.

"Can't you understand what I'm saying?" Chen Wujun withdrew his foot, swept him to the ground with a kick, and stomped on his ankle.

click.

Nguyen Phuc Hung let out a miserable groan, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. I'm giving you two choices now. Either I break all four of your limbs, and I guarantee your joints will be so evenly broken that they won't stick together. You won't even have the strength to masturbate anymore. Then I'll throw you out onto the street."

"The Pingchuan Gang's leader is now a cripple. I wonder how your old enemies will treat you... and your family as well..."

"Or tell me where Nguyen Minh Kim is, and you and your men will do some work for me these days... Once I'm gone, you'll be the boss!"

"So, is it easy to choose between Nguyen Minh Kim's life or the lives of your whole family?"

Looking at the smile on Chen Wujun's face, Ruan Fuxiong felt a chill run down his spine.

"Who exactly are you? What have we, the Pingchuan Gang, done to offend you?"

"The Mighty Dragon Gang? We haven't had any conflicts with them recently..."

This Huayan man suddenly rushed in and severely injured him, then forced him to reveal the whereabouts of Nguyen Minh Kim, or he would break his limbs.

He had no idea what had happened.

"Wrong answer!" Chen Wujun suddenly pressed down with his foot, grinding it down.

"Ah!" Nguyen Phuc Hung screamed in pain, clutching his ankle.

"You can still be a cripple now, but soon you won't even be a cripple anymore..." Chen Wujun placed his foot on his other ankle...

“I’ll talk, I’ll talk!” Nguyen Phuc Hung’s eyes were filled with fear.

He knew his left foot was ruined; even a new martial arts master couldn't help him. Even if he sought medical treatment, being crippled would be the best outcome.

If the other person crushes his other foot, he won't even be able to be a cripple.

He didn't even dare to think about what would happen to him then.

He is not afraid of death.

But if all four limbs are crippled, then it's worse than death.

"See, it would have been better if you had done this earlier... Speaking of which, I was helping you, right? You should thank me!" Chen Wujun said with a smile, moving his foot away as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"I've already helped you, so you should accept my kindness. Otherwise, it's your fault."

"If you do something wrong, you should be punished."

The more Chen Wujun talked, the more convinced he became of how things should be, and the more confident he became.

Hearing the other party's self-righteous words, Ruan Fuxiong felt even colder. He felt that the Huayan man in front of him was a madman.

It's impossible to communicate using normal thinking.

"Tell me, where is Nguyen Minh Kim?"

“I know one of his estates… he’s probably there… I don’t know about other places… I really don’t know…” Nguyen Phuc Hung said through gritted teeth.

“Chen Jinyong, Chen Zhonghong, call them over. Tell them there’s a benefit to share with them, and you can’t keep it all for yourself.”

Chen Wujun was in no hurry to verify whether Ruan Fuxiong's words were true or false.

Instead, he was tasked with luring the other two leaders of the Pingchuan Gang over.

If he didn't pull any tricks, then the manor is most likely real.

Moreover, he can interrogate the other two people.

If he's playing tricks... then this manor is definitely fake, a trap, and going there will only bring bad luck.

Despite the excruciating pain, Nguyen Phuc Hung struggled to his feet, picked up his cell phone from the table, and knew that if he made that call, he would be finished.

His best outcome would be to leave West Beach and go somewhere far away.

But if we don't fight, he'll end up as a pile of mud, worse than dead.

He glanced at Chen Wujun, whose smiling face looked like a devil in his eyes, sending a chill down his spine.

The two choices Chen Wujun had given him, along with his insane logic, completely shattered his psychological defenses.

He gritted his teeth and made the call.

“Ah Yong… I have a shipment that I can’t handle myself. Come find me at Pearl Karaoke…” After hanging up the phone, Ruan Fuxiong was trembling all over. He gritted his teeth and wanted to make a second call, but Chen Wujun stopped him.

"Once Chen Jinyong arrives, we'll take on the other one."

To avoid the two of them discovering something is wrong when they communicate.

Chen Wujun looked around and saw the safe not far away.

"Open the safe."

Nguyen Phuc Hung didn't want to think about anything else; all he wanted was to be able to leave Sai Di with his family after this incident. Upon hearing this, he opened the safe.

Chen Wujun saw that there were more than a dozen stacks of cash inside.

better than nothing.

However, Chen Wujun also saw some ledgers and document bags. He took them out and looked through them. There was nothing to see in the ledgers, but there were two land deeds and three equity agreements in the document bags.

These things are worth much more than cash. Chen Wujun's mind started racing, and he planned to have someone estimate their value and then sell them off after the matter was over.

"No one gets rich without unexpected windfalls; this is much more profitable than working hard to run a gambling den or a computer lab."

Chen Wujun dragged Ruan Fuxiong away and threw him to Curry to watch over, and then told Li Wei to come up and put all those things away.

……

At this moment, Chen Wujun's senior brother Yuan Hong was on the roof of a building making a phone call: "Is there anywhere in Xidi that's easy to make a move recently?"

"I see!"

"Notify me if there's any news!"

Kai Zi lay on the wall, watching Yuan Hong make several phone calls, and slowly said, "Still trying to snatch a gift for your junior brother?"

"How come I never knew you valued the bond between fellow disciples so much!"

"That bastard Qingzhi has outmaneuvered me! If I don't produce something, how can I save face? I'll lose all my dignity," Yuan Hong said irritably.

People care about their image.

People like them, who possess immense power and have no regard for the law, are even more concerned with saving face.

Earlier on the ship, he even had the idea of ​​killing everyone else.

If he gets rid of everyone else, no one will know he's embarrassed.

"However, this gift isn't so easy to get. Little Sixteen has taken my gift, so he'll have to do something for me in the future."

After gritting his teeth and finishing his sentence, Yuan Hong continued making the call with one leg on the wall.

……

"That guy Ruan Fuxiong has something good going on, and he actually thought of me? I wonder what it is, he's being so mysterious." A burly man with a gold chain around his neck and a buzz cut got out of the car with several of his men.

The newcomer was Chen Jinyong, another leader of the Pingchuan Gang.

He wasn't on guard and didn't expect that Nguyen Phuc Hung had tricked him into coming by phone under duress.

Upon entering the lobby, I saw the manager, whose face was swollen on one side.

"Where's your boss?" Chen Jinyong looked the manager up and down. It seemed that someone was causing trouble here, but he didn't take it to heart.

However, my gaze suddenly fell on the receptionist behind the bar, who looked as nervous as a quail.

Chen Jinyong stopped abruptly, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

Although he hadn't expected Nguyen Phuc Hung to have been arrested, he sensed that something was amiss.

Just then, a young man with a tortoise-shell and crane-like appearance walked out of the corridor.

"You are Chen Jinyong?" Chen Wujun asked casually.

"Who are you? Where is Nguyen Phuc Hung?"

"I've come to discuss some business with you." Chen Wujun smiled at him, then suddenly sprang up and instantly appeared in front of Chen Jinyong.

The moment he lunged out, his body suddenly swelled up, and the muscles on his back rippled like a giant python.

At the same time, both hands simultaneously delivered a clasped-hand hammer strike.

Chen Jinxiong was shocked to see his opponent pounce on him in an instant. He pushed off with his feet and darted backward, his feet light and agile, while simultaneously raising his hand to peck forward.

It is the crane shape found in the Qi Observation Method.

However, Chen Wujun followed closely behind Chen Jinxiong as he rushed out of the karaoke room, and he was even faster than Chen Jinxiong.

"Choo!" Chen Jinxiong let out a crane's cry, using the sound to propel his strength, and his hands pecked at Chen Wujun's wrist with incredible speed.

Chen Wujun's wrist twitched the moment Chen Jinxiong pecked at him, thus dissipating some of the force.

After his previous encounter with Ruan Wenshan, he had been thinking about how to deal with Crane Form's penetrating force.

He had been channeling his qi and blood into his wrist, causing it to swell up. Now, with another shake, he dissipated some of the force.

Although my wrist was sore, it didn't affect my ability to exert force at all.

boom!
Chen Jinxiong's body flew backward like a cannonball, directly across the road, smashing the light box on the opposite side of the road.

Chen Wujun lashed out with both hands like two steel whips, knocking down two of Chen Jinxiong's henchmen. He then caught up with Chen Jinxiong in a few steps, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him back.

'Nguyen Phuc Hung didn't try anything funny; it seems I've convinced him.'

'I'm really good at communicating with people.'

Chen Wujun was in a good mood.

He discovered another advantage he had.

Chen Jinxiong and two of his men were ashen-faced and trembling. They turned to run, only to find that they were blocked from behind.

(End of this chapter)