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Zhang Yang ignored them and turned to sit down in a chair.
"Now I don't owe you anything. Once we deal with Boss Lady, you'll owe me. Help me rent an apartment and then get me a job," Zhang Yang said calmly.
"Thank you!" Hong Guang replied earnestly, then handed his ID to Zhang Yang.
"Introduce me to this Boss Lady," Zhang Yang continued.
"She has only risen in the underworld in the past six months and is very mysterious. I haven't seen her exact appearance. But I've heard that many big shots, even Drug Lords, have already submitted to her," Hong Guang said as he handed Zhang Yang a cigarette and began his introduction.
"Boss Lady is the respectful title they use for her. I've heard she's not very old and quite beautiful. She has three top enforcers under her, along with a strategist. The three top enforcers are Iron Tower, Mad Fur, and Blue Tiger, while the strategist's nickname is Viper. The three enforcers are skilled fighters, and strategist Viper has many clever ideas. I suspect their main business is drugs."
"I understand," Zhang Yang said in a low voice.
"I have an available apartment; I have a one-bedroom unit sitting idle. For work, you can just hang around the hotel and Inn whenever you have time. Just tell me how much money you need," Hong Guang said, not expecting that a drunken stranger he had encountered would turn out to be his "savior."
However, Hong Guang's savior was described by Iron Tower as a "disaster."
At that moment, in the hall of a villa, a young woman with delicate features was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee. Upon hearing Iron Tower mention the term "disaster," she slightly furrowed her brows.
The woman had short hair neatly combed back, revealing her smooth forehead. If one looked closely, they could spot a few fine wrinkles that were hard to notice. "Are you saying he single-handedly beat both of you like this?"
"Yes," Iron Tower replied quietly.
"He's simply inhuman. I think he's more than just a disaster; it's like seeing a ghost!" Mad Fur scoffed from his wheelchair.
"You said one person could handle it, but Iron Tower went with you and still couldn't manage it." Next to the woman stood a man with a small Little Mustache. He had an ordinary face, but his eyes flickered restlessly, making people uncomfortable.
"Viper, I'm talking to Boss Lady. Why are you interrupting?" Mad Fur glared at Little Mustache. It turned out that Little Mustache was actually Boss Lady's strategist, Viper.
"What he said is exactly what I wanted to say," Boss Lady then asked, "What is his name?"
"We didn't ask that. We were originally going after Hong Guang, but this kid has long hair and a pale face, looking no more than 20 years old," Iron Tower replied.
"Do you think I need to meet him?" Boss Lady turned to ask Viper again.
"Whether or not to meet isn't the most important thing; what's crucial is whether we want to eliminate him or bring him under our control," Viper said from the side.
"Bring him under our control?" Boss Lady pondered for a moment. "He reminds me of someone. Although I've only met him once, he left a deep impression on me. Someone like that won't be useful to us."
"So what does Boss Lady mean?" Viper made a cutting gesture with his hand.
"Iron Tower and Mad Fur together aren't his match; sending more people might not work either." Seeing that Boss Lady remained silent, Viper cautiously added.
"Iron Tower relies on brute force, while Mad Fur only knows how to be ruthless with useless people. I think I can handle him alone." At that moment, a person suddenly walked into the hall, tall and broad-shouldered, with high cheekbones, making his face look like that of a tiger.
Blue Tiger!
"Blue Tiger is back?" A smile appeared on Boss Lady's face.
"I didn't know Brother Tiger would return so soon. It seems we can take him out now," Viper also laughed.
"How is everything going?" the Boss Lady asked anxiously.
"Anyone who dared to take our goods has been dealt with, not a single one left. I also met the boss from Linan Province, and from now on, transporting goods from Linan Province to Tianfu Province will be smooth sailing," Blue Tiger replied with a slight smile.
"You killed King Kong?" Iron Tower suddenly asked.
"Did King Kong think that by taking our goods and siding with the drug dealers in Linan Province, he would be safe? His entire family has gone to report to Yama," Blue Tiger laughed. "I thought King Kong was truly formidable, but it turns out he was just a mud monkey."
"Hahahaha." Viper burst into laughter. "With Brother Tiger around, the Boss Lady doesn't need to worry about this matter."
"Don't celebrate too early; Blue Tiger may not necessarily be his match," Mad Fur said softly from his wheelchair.
"I really don't understand what use it is for the Boss Lady to keep someone as useless as you around. Your legs are broken, yet you have no spirit of revenge, just here boosting others' morale while diminishing your own!" Blue Tiger glanced at Mad Fur. "I'll take a break tonight; tomorrow, be ready for my call. I'll push you to find that kid."
"I'm not going. If you really can win, I'll bow down and thank you!" Mad Fur shook his head and began to turn the wheels of his wheelchair, slowly leaving the hall.
"Alright, then rest tonight; we'll talk about anything tomorrow," the Boss Lady said before standing up from the sofa and heading upstairs.
Iron Tower, with his arm in a bandage, quickly followed Mad Fur, and the two walked out together. "Brother Tiger, wishing you great success!" Viper said with a smile to Blue Tiger.
"Are you interested in meeting that kid?" Blue Tiger suddenly asked Viper.
"I'm certainly interested in meeting him, but with my skills, I might distract Brother Tiger when I get there. Then I'd need saving, and I'd become the sinner, hahahaha," Viper laughed suddenly and walked away before Blue Tiger could respond.
"Damn it, you're sharper than a ghost; you're just afraid to go," Blue Tiger thought coldly as he watched Viper's retreating figure.
Blue Tiger needed to rest, so he was going to his partner Alan's house.
In less than an hour, Alan had already twitched three times. She lay on Blue Tiger's body, her voice sweet to the point of being cloying, "Brother Tiger, you are amazing!"
Blue Tiger smiled slightly, "Sleep now, I have important matters to attend to tomorrow!"
"Isn't what we're doing tonight important?" Alan chuckled and then turned her gaze to the bulging bag on the nightstand. "Brother Tiger, you've got a new bag! It's so beautiful!"
"Open it!" Blue Tiger said in a deep voice.
A glimmer of excitement flashed in Alan's eyes as she eagerly opened the bag. Inside were several bundles of red bills that made her gasp in surprise. "Take two bundles," Blue Tiger said before closing his eyes. Alan excitedly took out two bundles and placed them in the drawer of the nightstand.
Just then, the doorbell rang suddenly.
"Who could it be at this hour?" Alan exclaimed as she jumped out of bed and put on her pajamas.
"It can't be that you're trying to get with Pretty Boy while I'm not around, right?" Blue Tiger opened his eyes and suddenly asked. "Brother Tiger! Who would dare touch your woman?" Alan laughed as she walked to the door and peeked through the peephole. "Oh my, it's really a Pretty Boy!"
"Don't open the door!" Blue Tiger suddenly sat up in bed. He suddenly remembered that when introducing the person who injured Iron Tower and Mad Fur, he had described this person as having a "pale complexion."
Blue Tiger quickly put on his clothes and shoes and went to the front door.
"Who is it?" Alan finally asked at the door.
"I'm looking for Blue Tiger!" said the person outside.
"Who are you?" Blue Tiger asked sternly from behind the door.
"I am the person you are looking for," came a cold voice from outside.
Blue Tiger was taken aback, thinking to himself that this kid was indeed capable to have made it this far. After a moment of contemplation, he replied, "Let's meet at the small square downstairs. How long will you wait for me?"
"Alright!" the person outside answered. After a while, as the footsteps faded away, Blue Tiger looked through the peephole and saw no one.
"I'm not coming back tonight. Lock the door," Blue Tiger instructed Alan before opening the door and heading downstairs.
In the small square, a tall and thin figure stood with their back turned. When Blue Tiger approached within about two meters, the figure turned around. Long hair covered their forehead, and their pale face appeared particularly cold under the moonlight. It was Zhang Yang.
"If I hadn't come to find you, where would you have looked for me?" Zhang Yang asked.
Blue Tiger did not expect Zhang Yang to be so young, and the authority in his words was intimidating. "I would naturally go to Hong Guang's shop," Blue Tiger replied.
"Then my effort in coming to find you wasn't wasted," Zhang Yang said with a slight smile.
"Why?" Blue Tiger asked, somewhat confused. He wondered what difference it made where they met.
"Because I don't want to make a mess in the shop; it still needs to do business. Plus, I don't want to attract attention. You wouldn't want to kill someone and end up being hunted by the police, would you?" Zhang Yang's smile widened.
"Killing? It seems today is about life and death for you," Blue Tiger's eyes glinted with killing intent.
"That's obvious. Aren't you trying to get rid of me?" Zhang Yang looked at Blue Tiger, his expression suddenly softening. "It's not too late to regret now. Living, although difficult, is better than being dead."
Blue Tiger suddenly felt a sense of fear. The person in front of him spoke of life and death so casually; this state could not be feigned. He was either a fearless warrior who regarded death as nothing or a ruthless killer who wouldn’t blink an eye at murder.
However, this person seemed to be neither. His indifference towards life and death appeared to stem from a certain realm of understanding—a realm where one looks up to the heavens and down to the earth, where life and death seem trivial, and where profound truths are seen as if in the void.
Blue Tiger's palms were already soaked with cold sweat.
A drop of sweat fell onto the terrazzo floor of the small square, making a faint yet clear sound in the silent night.
At that moment, Blue Tiger's figure suddenly moved like a storm!
The wind from his fists and the shadows of his feet instantly enveloped Zhang Yang.
"Hey?" Zhang Yang did not retaliate; instead, he dodged while expressing surprise. Within Blue Tiger's punch, there was actually Spiritual Energy. Although it was not much, it was clearly different from that of an ordinary martial artist. Because of this, Blue Tiger's movements were particularly swift, and even during continuous attacks, his breath showed little change.
"Have you practiced Magic?" Zhang Yang leaped out of the circle and suddenly asked after landing.
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