In just two days, Hao Jian had killed one house head and crippled another, thoroughly escalating his beef with Martial Evil Hall.
Within Martial Evil Hall, Big Boss Sun Bohong's mouth, full of nicotine-stained teeth, formed a fake smile as he stared coldly at Kang Xingui, who was tied up in bandages and lying in a wheelchair.
At this moment, Kang Xingui was barely lucid, muttering something indistinct, with drool hanging from one corner of his mouth, looking like someone with an intellectual disability.
"So you say the kid can fight?" Sun Bohong turned his head to look at Kang Xingui's underlings.
Feeling the gaze of Sun Bohong, all the underlings had their hair stand on end, and they nodded vigorously.
"He took out those three martial artists in just a minute's time; we... we're no match for him," one of them said weakly.
Sun Bohong nodded and said to someone behind him:
"Call Elder Xiao, and tell him someone is trying to mess with his plans, that their three martial artists were killed."
At those words, everyone was shocked. The three martial artists were just crippled, not actually dead.
However, Sun Bohong saying they were dead implied that he planned to kill them to close their mouths and then pin the blame on Hao Jian.
The three martial artists were crippled because of Kang Xingui's personal vendetta, and if the higher powers found out, not to mention Kang Xingui, even he would be implicated.
So these three had to die; only with them dead could it be without witness, and only with them dead could he successfully blame Hao Jian.
"Big Boss, what about these guys?" Sun Bohong asked, pointing to Kang Xingui's henchmen.
"Dump them in the sea to feed the fish," replied Sun Bohong indifferently.
"Lili, are you free after work? I'd like to treat you to a meal," Hao Jian teased a female employee at Shu Ya Group.
"Oh? Then what are you treating me to?" Lili asked, full of curiosity.
"A ten-yuan spicy hot skewer + 23.53 cm banana!" Hao Jian boasted:
"How about that? I'm good to you, right? Usually, I only eat a two-yuan spicy hot skewer. Hey, don't walk away, I'm not finished talking."
"Hao Jian, hitting on girls again?" Tie Shan approached with a chuckle.
"What can I do with all my free time if I don't flirt to add some fun to life? Sigh, girls are so hard to figure out these days; they don't even want a ten-yuan spicy hot skewer. Back in the day, it was so hard to even get one," Hao Jian grumbled.
"No wonder they say ten drivers nine lechers, it's not wrong at all," Tie Shan teased.
"Scram!" Hao Jian retorted irritably.
Just then, Boss Liang passed by, bumping right into Hao Jian and Tie Shan.
Boss Liang looked up at Hao Jian, at a loss, as he already knew Hao Jian's true identity, and naturally, he didn't dare treat him as he used to.
"What are you looking at? Scram!" Hao Jian shouted irritably.
Since Boss Liang was a despicable person, Hao Jian certainly wouldn't cut him any slack!
Hearing this, Boss Liang also felt humiliated but dared not retort and walked past Hao Jian and Tie Shan, head down, teeth clenched.
Witnessing this, Tie Shan was flabbergasted: "Dude, what the hell did you do to make that Liang guy cower like a grandson? He didn't even dare talk back?"
"Huh?" Tie Shan didn't understand whether this statement was intended to be humorous or for real.
"I said I fucked his mom," Hao Jian repeated.
"You're joking with me, right?" Tie Shan's smile became a bit stiff.
"What, you don't believe me? If I hadn't fucked his mom, why would he not dare to talk back after I berated him like that? Because from now on, I'm his daddy. You know, if your dad scolds you, do you dare to talk back?" Hao Jian put on an act as though the matter was real.
Tie Shan just shook his head, dumbfounded.
"See? Since I'm his daddy now, naturally he has to be nicer to me. Otherwise, with just a word from me, he could end up as an orphan without a mom."
Just then, Hao Jian glanced around beside Tie Shan and asked in confusion, "By the way, I haven't seen Heigui around these last few days. Isn't he always inseparable from you?"
Upon hearing this, Tie Shan immediately lost his smile and let out a deep sigh, his brows furrowing deeply.
Seeing this, Hao Jian realized that something must have happened to Heigui. He asked with a frown, "What's going on exactly?"
"His mom got hit by a car a few days ago, but the driver ran away. She's still in the hospital, unconscious, and could be in danger of losing her life any moment. The problem is that the surgery costs a large sum of money, so he's been secretly raising funds and has taken several days off work," Tie Shan explained.
So, there had indeed been trouble!
Hao Jian inwardly remarked, then asked with a displeased expression, "Then why didn't he tell us?"
"He didn't want to burden us. Even I only found out about it when I overheard him talking on the phone by chance. You know, we security guards only make so much a month, barely enough to scrape by. Heigui knew this, so he didn't dare to ask us for help."
Tie Shan sighed as he spoke, wanting to help Heigui but facing the problem that he himself didn't have much money either.
His wife had just given birth. They had spent most of their savings, and he had no extra cash on hand to help.
"Foolish! Is this something he can handle on his own?" Hao Jian was angry that Heigui hadn't treated him like a brother in this situation.
"Shall we go find him?"
Tie Shan made up his mind. He would help with whatever little he could afford, contributing his bit of support.
"No need, you still have to earn a living and support your family. Don't let this affect your work. I'll go find him," Hao Jian said, patting Tie Shan on the shoulder, then walked towards the exit.
Once in a secluded spot, he dialed a number on his phone, "I need your help to check on someone."
"Uncle, please help us. We really need this money, and we will definitely pay it back!"
At that moment, Heigui was standing inside a villa, pleading with a distressed expression to a man in gold-rimmed glasses in front of him.
"Pay back? With what? Your piss-poor monthly salary?" The man in the gold-rimmed glasses mocked, "With your pathetic self, I reckon you'll never be able to pay it back in your lifetime. I must have had terrible luck in my past eight generations to be related to poor wretches like you."
Faced with such humiliation, Heigui was indeed angry and embarrassed, but he was out of options, otherwise, he wouldn't have come to his sharp-tongued uncle for help.
His uncle had made some money in business years ago and had since looked down on their poor relatives. If it wasn't for dire need, Heigui would definitely not have come to borrow money from him.