When the Lin Family crumbles, the Celestial Wolf Gang will seize the opportunity to take over, unifying the economy of South Sea City. By then, the entire South Sea will be under the rule of the Xu Family.
Just thinking about it excites Hao Shuai, instantly giving him endless motivation.
As he walked in the factory for a few minutes, suddenly three men in black appeared ahead. Chen Tianlong didn’t come forward; after all, Hao Shuai had heard his voice before.
"You’ve finally arrived!" Bao said calmly.
"Cut the crap and release Mo Shaoyun. I will replace him."
Hao Shuai showed no fear; instead, his tone was somewhat angry.
Chen Tianlong moved at this point, his body shaking as he appeared in front of Hao Shuai in a flash and then slapped Hao Shuai’s face vigorously.
He wanted to see if Hao Shuai would get angry when humiliated and whether he would forget everything and retaliate.
However, to Chen Tianlong’s surprise, Hao Shuai was even scarier than he imagined. Not only did he not get angry, but he didn’t even touch his face, let alone cry out in pain.
This willpower is unimaginably strong.
Chen Tianlong dragged him over, then delivered a fierce blow to Hao Shuai’s abdomen, sending his entire body airborne. But it wasn’t over yet; when Hao Shuai fell to the ground, Chen Tianlong stomped on his hand.
A piercing pain spread throughout Hao Shuai’s body, making him tremble in pain, but he did not make a sound.
Chen Tianlong took a deep breath; this man is truly terrifying. He must find a way to get rid of him to prevent future troubles; otherwise, he would surely become the greatest enemy.
"Young Master Hao... Please release Young Master Hao. I won’t leave, Young Master Hao! Leave quickly, don’t mind me." Mo Shaoyun looked at Hao Shuai being tortured, feeling pained in his heart. After all, Hao Shuai wasn’t his family; yet, to save him, he didn’t utter a sound.
"Mo Shaoyun, don’t move! I can handle it."
Hao Shuai slowly climbed back up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and said, "Alright, I’m here. Please let him go."
"Not bad, not bad; he’s a tough guy. Well then, as agreed, Mo Shaoyun can go." Bao said as he walked over, clapping his hands.
Beside him, Zhang Xiao received the order to release Mo Shaoyun. Hao Shuai tossed over a set of car keys, and Mo Shaoyun quickly reacted and caught the keys.
"After you return, tell them not to worry about me. I won’t be harmed." Hao Shuai remarked casually.
"Oh, impressive, very calm!" Bao chuckled coldly.
"Understood, Young Master Hao." Mo Shaoyun didn’t know what Hao Shuai meant, but at this moment, he could only follow Hao Shuai’s instructions.
Hao Shuai, after all, was his partner, and they knew each other fairly well. If he said this, he surely had his reasons. Staying behind would be of no use now.
After Mo Shaoyun left with the keys and drove home, he wanted to discuss with Hao Dahai how to safely rescue Hao Shuai.
Chen Tianlong didn’t intend to torture Hao Shuai any further, as however much he attacked, the kid would still probably remain silent.
Ten minutes later, the three left, while Hao Shuai was locked behind in a relatively hidden warehouse within the area.
Chen Tianlong did not kill him, merely leaving Hao Shuai waiting to die here, not only to frighten him but also to throw the Xu and Mo Families into chaos.
Originally, Chen Tianlong could have transferred him, but he thought it was completely unnecessary; the most dangerous place is the safest.
Surely, neither the Xu nor Mo Families would think Hao Shuai was still in the abandoned flour factory. Follow current novels on Nove1Fire.net
Indeed, Elder Xu was anxious beyond words, and Mo Shaoyun’s exaggerated descriptions made him both anxious and shocked, unable to stay put.
Mo Shaoyun didn’t understand Hao Shuai’s intention, but he felt that Hao Shuai wasn’t that reckless person, swapping himself in; what was the purpose?
This Young Master Hao never did anything he wasn’t sure of.
However, Hao Dahai’s next words made him realize.
"Mo Shaoyun, there’s no time. For the next two days, you need to come with me to a place." Hao Dahai suddenly said.
"Huh? Where are we going—Young Master Hao?"
"Mo Shaoyun, there’s no time. As for Hao Shuai, we can let your Mo Family help find him. But if we want to completely resolve the current problem, we must go to that place to seek help." Hao Dahai directly interrupted Mo Shaoyun’s words.
"Whew... I see. We can’t delay, so let’s go first thing tomorrow morning." Mo Shaoyun didn’t ask much; he didn’t know how long they’d be gone. If time ran out, it’d truly be irreparable.
"Hm!" Hao Dahai nodded.
Indeed, early the next morning, a black BMW slowly drove away from the Xu Family. After giving necessary instructions, Hao Dahai and Mo Shaoyun headed straight to the northernmost part of South Sea City, the Pure Yang Ancient Town.
Pure Yang Ancient Town, the name itself sounds grand. Actually, a martial arts academy, called Pure Yang Martial Arts Hall, is a renowned establishment in this ancient town.
Pure Yang Martial Arts Hall has more than eight thousand disciples. Initially just an academy, its influence grew, eventually forming a sect.
Mo Shaoyun slowly drove the car into the ancient town, noticing many people in identical clothing appearing in the city. These people wore grey robes similar to Taekwondo attire.
"Master Hao, who are these people, all dressed the same? Is this fashion trending recently?" Mo Shaoyun asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Haha, Young Master Mo, this you wouldn’t know. These people aren’t wearing any fashion trend; they are the united attire of a sect." Hao Dahai chuckled, explaining.
"Wow, the streets are full of people from this sect. It’s really grand." Mo Shaoyun exclaimed in surprise; to form a sect is truly remarkable.
"Hm, you’ll see soon. Just keep driving ahead, then turn right, and you’ll see a large, impressive martial arts hall. We’ll stop there."
Hao Dahai smiled, pointed ahead, and said.
If they can enlist this lady’s help this time, they could definitely scare off those men in black, or rather, they wouldn’t need to act directly. Just an exchange between them would suffice.
Mo Shaoyun didn’t ask further but concentrated on driving. Approximately ten minutes later, the black BMW stopped beside a roughly twenty-story building.
Initially, Mo Shaoyun thought this was a Commerce Mansion or an office building of some large company. Yet the sign read Pure Yang Martial Arts Hall.
"Holy crap, a martial arts hall?"
Mo Shaoyun’s expression was one of disbelief, staring at the twenty-story building, finding it to be a martial arts hall.
How extraordinary this martial arts hall must be to build such a building. Even the Lin Group, South Sea City’s economic leader, has only twenty floors. This martial arts hall is as grand as a corporate group.