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The Dragon's Rest Pavilion in Nanhua City has a steady stream of customers, and few dare to cause trouble here because everyone understands that the boss of this restaurant is He Yunsong from the Little Green Society. If someone is tired of living, they might as well stir up some chaos.
However, there are hardly any people who are tired of living, which is why this place is favored by the wealthy. Once money is spent, one becomes a god and does not need to worry about encountering any trouble. But today, the Dragon's Rest Pavilion is closed to the public, with two young men waiting at the entrance, seemingly because someone has booked the place.
The night is deep, and the vibrant lights and bustling atmosphere create a scene of prosperity.
A luxurious sports car pulls up, and Mo Ming steps out, closing the car door behind him.
The two young men immediately approach him with eager smiles.
One of them speaks up, "Ming Shao, you're here. Yun Song is inside; I'll take you there." After saying this, he instructs the other young man, "You wait here and don't let anyone in casually, understand?"
"Got it, Meng Ge."
The young man named Meng makes a gesture inviting Mo Ming in and bows slightly, resembling a respectful waiter. However, Mo Ming remembers him as Li Meng, a capable enforcer under He Yunsong.
Li Meng leads the way while Mo Ming follows closely behind. The interior decor has a somewhat vintage feel, and all the beautiful waitresses are dressed in tight-fitting qipaos, which are a signature attire of Huaxia. They are truly stunning; each waitress is as beautiful as a flower with long, fair legs that the qipao barely conceals, revealing glimpses that are enticing.
Upon entering a room, He Yunsong sits elegantly drinking tea while Silver Wolf stands nearby with a fierce look in his eyes. In front of them hangs a man wrapped in burlap bags, only his head exposed. He looks quite disheveled; his face has been beaten into a pulp with dark circles under his eyes.
Without a doubt, his injuries are far worse than they appear; he must be suffering from numerous wounds.
Despite his severely altered appearance, Mo Ming can still recognize him—this man is Qian Yiming, the wealthy heir of Huayi Group. Now he is nothing but a human punching bag for Silver Wolf.
Li Meng announces, "Yun Song, Ming Shao has arrived."
"Alright, you can leave now," He Yunsong says as he looks up and stands with a smile. "Boss, if you hadn't come soon, this kid would have been beaten to death by Silver Wolf."
Mo Ming smiles slightly and replies, "Let him die if that's the case; scum like him should just perish to avoid harming the flowers of our nation."
Hearing Mo Ming's voice, Qian Yiming trembled all over, enduring the pain as he slowly lifted his swollen eyelids. Upon seeing the person in front of him, he shook even more and pleaded, "Big brother, please let me go. I know I was wrong."
"Young Master Qian, it seems I have already let you off once," Mo Ming said, lowering his head to light a cigarette before walking towards Qian Yiming. He coldly added, "But this morning, I think I was too gentle and didn't make you remember your lesson soon enough!"
"No, no, no! I know I was wrong. Please let me go. I won't dare do it again... I didn't know you were friends with Yun Song. I truly realize my mistake; just let me go..." Qian Yiming shook his head frantically.
"Sometimes forgiveness only comes once. I've already let you off once, but you had the audacity to bite back at me. It's hard to believe you're a dog; no, that would insult loyal companions. You're just scum," Mo Ming said, taking a puff from his cigarette and exhaling lightly with a sinister smile. "Now tell me how you want to die. I can accommodate you in many ways; if you like, we can try them all."
"Please, I don't want any of that! Big brother, Ming Shao, Master Ming, I'm begging you to let me go! My dad won't treat you unfairly; he will definitely give you money. Whatever amount you want, he can provide it as long as you let me go..."
Qian Yiming trembled even more violently. Looking at Mo Ming's smile felt like staring at the King of Hell. He shook his head desperately, regretting his decision to provoke this Killing God.
It was simply a case of losing everything while trying to gain something!
"Well, Young Master Qian, should I say you're foolish?"
"What?"
"From the very beginning, you've been talking about money. Why endure so much suffering? Alright then, since Young Master Qian is willing to pay for his troubles, things will be much easier. Yin Wolf, call his wealthy father and tell him to prepare four million for the ransom," Mo Ming added. "Tell him I'm talking about US dollars!"
Yin Wolf nodded and immediately called Qian Biantian, relaying Mo Ming's message without any small talk before hanging up.
Not long after, four cars suddenly pulled up in front of Dragon's Rest Pavilion. As soon as they stopped, a burly man stepped out wearing a sleeveless black leather shirt that showcased his muscular build; if men had cup sizes, this one would be at least a D cup.
"Damn it! Who the hell is so bold as to touch my Azure Bull's nephew? They must be tired of living!"
This man was Azure Bull, the outer boss of the Little Green Society and Qian Yiming's uncle. After receiving the call from Qian Biantian, he immediately brought several of his underlings over.
"Boss, let's not cause trouble here; this is Dragon's Rest Pavilion—Yun Song's territory. If he finds out about this, there will be no good outcome," one of the underlings warned with a worried expression.
"Slap!"
Azure Bull widened his eyes and slapped the little brother beside him, angrily saying, "I don't care whose territory it is. If someone offends me and thinks they can just come here without consequences, then that means anyone with a bit of money can bully me however they want!"
"Yes..."
"Yes, your whole family! Do you think I'm a soft target?"
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant..."
With a loud "smack," the little brother received another slap and immediately dared not speak further.
Azure Bull had just taken a few steps when a luxurious Mercedes-Benz pulled up. A middle-aged man in a suit and tie, looking refined and dressed like a businessman, got out. He appeared anxious; this man was Qian Yiming's father, Qian Biantian.
"Azure Bull, it's good that you're here. Hurry and save your nephew! I don't know which bastard has grabbed him and is threatening me for four million dollars!" Qian Biantian said urgently.
As a father, he had given Qian Yiming plenty of love. Even knowing his son was disappointing, he never scolded him. He treated him like fragile snow in his palms, fearing it would melt. Upon hearing that his son was in trouble, he immediately abandoned his work and rushed over.
"Don't worry! With me, Azure Bull around, who dares to touch my nephew? I'll take care of them!" Azure Bull assured as he patted his chest. He then instructed the little brothers behind him, "When you see that bastard later, don’t ask me anything—just beat him up right away!"
"Understood, Brother Azure Bull!"
Satisfied with their response, Azure Bull nodded and walked in with Qian Biantian but was stopped by Li Meng at the entrance.
"Brother Azure Bull, this is Yun Song's territory. Bringing such a fierce presence here might not be wise. Angering Yun Song is not something to take lightly."
"Get lost! Who do you think you are?"
"Azure Bull" shouted angrily but did not rush to take action, as "Li Meng" held a significant position. If things escalated, it would likely lead to a conflict with "He Yunsong," which would be difficult to resolve later.
"I just wanted to remind you, Brother Azure Bull, since you insist on this, I won't stop you. Go ahead," "Li Meng" said nonchalantly, shrugging and stepping aside, secretly amused: "Azure Bull, you'll see what happens soon."
"Azure Bull" couldn't be bothered with "Li Meng." Before leaving, he pushed "Li Meng" aside unnecessarily, just wanting to teach him a lesson. However, "Li Meng" didn't mind; he thought to himself that while "Azure Bull" could act tough now, he would see how things went inside.
The waitress saw "Azure Bull" and his group storming in and quickly stepped aside, not daring to get involved. "Azure Bull," however, was cautious not to offend "He Yunsong," unaware that once they entered the room, offending him would be unavoidable.
Upon reaching the door of the room mentioned by Silver Wolf, "Azure Bull" stopped.
"We'll go in directly. Once we see them, we attack—no matter who they are. Understood? If anything happens, I'll take the blame; you all just focus on fighting."
"Understood, Brother Azure Bull!"
One of the younger members at the front wanted to show off his bravado and kicked open the door with considerable force. To everyone's surprise, it actually swung open. As soon as the door flew open, "Azure Bull's" gang rushed in.
However, they were met with a silver-haired man standing before them and immediately hesitated. They weren't foolish; everyone knew Silver Wolf's fearsome reputation. While they were stunned, Silver Wolf made his move.
The first member at the front was struck in the abdomen by Silver Wolf's punch and collapsed helplessly to the ground. Then Silver Wolf lifted his foot and kicked another member in the face, sending him flying.
"That's enough, Silver Wolf."
Silver Wolf was reluctant to stop and landed a punch on another member's chin before finally retreating.
Faced with Silver Wolf, none of the younger members dared to act rashly; they were frozen in fear.
"Azure Bull" squeezed through the crowd and shouted angrily, "Who dares to touch my nephew? Are you looking for death? Do you believe Old Bull... Yun Song? What are you doing here?"
When "Azure Bull" saw "He Yunsong," he was instantly taken aback, thinking to himself that he had walked into the wrong room.
Upon seeing his nephew, Qian Yiming, wrapped up like a sandbag, he immediately realized he hadn't walked into the wrong room.
A sudden shock ran through him as he thought, "Could my nephew have dared to offend He Yunsong?"
"Uncle, please save me!" Qian Yiming exclaimed excitedly upon hearing his uncle's voice, feeling a glimmer of hope.
"I thought someone was just angry; turns out it's Little Bull. No wonder—such a bull-headed attitude!" He Yunsong snorted coldly, which only made Azure Bull turn pale with fear.
As the eldest, Azure Bull had to maintain a calm facade despite feeling scared inside. He forced a smile and said, "So it was Yun Song who taught my clueless nephew a lesson. I thought it was someone else... My apologies on behalf of my nephew. Since he's already been taught a lesson, could you let him go? Just for Little Bull's sake."
"Yun Song, could you please let Son go? He's young and ignorant and has offended you. Could you spare him?" Qian Biantian entered the room, knowing that He Yunsong was not someone to be trifled with. He immediately put on a smiling face.
"Dad, please save me..."
"Little Bull, Qian Zong, it's not that I'm unwilling to give face; it's just that today's main character isn't me..." He Yunsong glanced at Mo Ming, who was quietly sipping tea beside him, and smiled. "This young man is the main character here. Young Master Qian has offended him, not me. As for how to handle it, you'll have to plead with him."
Azure Bull and Qian Biantian then noticed the young man sitting nearby and were immediately taken aback. The boy seemed unremarkable and ordinary, almost as if he didn't exist at all. However, the fact that He Yunsong was willing to help him suggested that he was not someone to be underestimated.
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