Urban Supreme Evil Dragon

"Mom and Dad!" Gao Daquan exclaimed and rushed over to help his parents up.

The burly man snorted coldly, and suddenly flicked the bone in his hand, sending it flying straight towards Gao Daquan's knee. It was incredibly fast, like a bullet. If it hit, Gao Daquan's knee would either be crippled or broken.

Gao Daquan was terrified, but he couldn't dodge in time.

Gao Daquan's parents were also terrified and screamed, trying to stop him, but they couldn't.

He could only watch helplessly as the bone hurtled towards Gao Daquan's knee.

Snapped!

Just then, a hand suddenly reached out and caught the bone precisely.

The bone obediently and steadily fell into that hand, which was fair as jade, slender and strong, and completely unharmed.

Wu Qing gently pinched the bone, coldly looking at the burly man. The next moment, he directly flicked the bone at the burly man.

A sharp whistle followed.

In a flash, the bone appeared in front of the burly man.

The burly man's face changed drastically. He hurriedly tried to dodge, but it was too late. He could only raise his hand in extreme fear to block.

puff!

His hand was pierced by bone and slammed into the wall behind him with a thud, embedding itself deeply.

The burly man groaned in pain, stood up in fear, and stared at Wu Qing in horror and disbelief.

Compared to Wu Qing's flick of the finger, his previous move was child's play and not worth mentioning.

"An internal energy martial artist? You, who exactly are you?" The burly man stared at Wu Qing in shock.

He was only a Body Tempering Realm martial artist, considered the lowest level of martial artist, but he had still entered the threshold of martial arts and was enough to dominate a region.

But against martial artists with internal energy, they are weaklings, utterly vulnerable.

"And who are you? From the Iron Fist Society?" Wu Qing ignored the burly man and walked to Gao Daquan's parents, helping them up. Fortunately, they had only been slapped and were not injured.

"You slapped them?" Wu Qing looked at the burly man.

The burly man's lips twitched, but he didn't dare to answer. He had just received a report from his underling, White Hair, and had come to the braised meat shop to get revenge. As soon as he entered, he beat Gao Daquan's parents until they knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

At this moment, Wu Qing questioned him, but he dared not answer.

"Kneel down," Wu Qing said calmly.

Zhang Dabiao, a burly man, had an extremely ugly expression. He was the vice president of the Iron Fist Society, a man of high status who was respected wherever he went. Even a second-generation rich kid like Wu Renxing had to treat him with courtesy.

At this moment, Wu Qing actually made him kneel down.

"Do you know who I am?" Zhang Dabiao gritted his teeth, trying to assert his status in front of Wu Qing, because the president of their Iron Fist Association was also an internal energy martial artist.

"I know, he's a cripple." Wu Qing looked at Zhang Dabiao's knee.

Cripple?

Zhang Dabiao was stunned. He wasn't a cripple.

But the next moment, he realized something and saw Wu Qing flash in front of him and kick him in the knee.

A crisp snap!

Zhang Dabiao was horrified to discover that his kneecap was shattered and his leg was broken. Excruciating pain followed, and his body staggered uncontrollably, trying to fall to the ground.

Zhang Dabiao quickly pressed down on the table to steady himself.

But his face was deathly pale, covered in cold sweat, and all traces of his previous arrogance had vanished. He looked at Wu Qing in terror: "Brother, where are you from? I'm Zhang Dabiao, the vice president of the Iron Fist Society. Our president is Hong Feihu, the Iron Fist. Please, for your sake, let me go?"

"Give you a little something? How much are you planning to pay for this?" Wu Qing sneered. What kind of person is this, trying to get a little something?

Zhang Dabiao gritted his teeth and said, "One hundred thousand!"

"Snapped!"

Wu Qing slapped Zhang Dabiao across the face: "Didn't Bai Mao tell you how much he paid for that tongue?"

Zhang Dabiao staggered from the blow, almost falling to the ground, blood streaming from his mouth and nose. He dared not wipe it away, and hurriedly shouted, "Five hundred thousand! I'll put up five hundred thousand too!"

"Snapped!"

Wu Qing slapped Zhang Dabiao across the face again: "Aren't you the vice president? Is your reputation less valuable than Bai Mao's tongue?"

One million.

Zhang Dabiao panicked completely and hurriedly shouted to double the amount, not daring to give Wu Qing another chance to embarrass him.

But Wu Qing still raised his hand and slapped him across the face again.

The blow made Zhang Dabiao see stars, and half of his face went numb.

Zhang Dabiao almost cried: "Brother, I've already spent a million, isn't that enough? Why are you still smoking?"

"It was just a casual thing, consider it a gift," Wu Qing said, rubbing his fingers together.

Zhang Dabiao: "..."

Wu Qing immediately pulled up the payment code and handed it to Zhang Dabiao: "Transfer the money."

Zhang Dabiao felt as if his mother had died. Gritting his teeth, he transferred one million yuan to Wu Qing, his voice trembling as if his heart was bleeding, and asked, "Can we get a taxi now?"

"Fine, you've got face now, you can get lost." Wu Qing waved his hand, telling Zhang Dabiao to get lost.

Zhang Dabiao felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and dared not utter another word. He limped away in a sorry state.

Wu Qing scanned the QR code in the braised meat shop and transferred 500,000 yuan.

Gao Daquan's parents immediately stood up excitedly and waved their hands to indicate that they did not want to.

"Uncle and Aunt, please don't be so polite. Just stay here. Consider it compensation for your medical expenses and emotional distress. I'm short of money right now, so I'll keep a few hundred thousand for now. I'll compensate you later." After saying that, Wu Qing got up and walked out.

She didn't plan to share a bed with Gao Daquan, since his house wasn't big and the whole family was crammed into a prefabricated steel building behind the restaurant. If Wu Qing squeezed in as well, it would be too crowded.

Gao Daquan hurriedly came out to see him off, and Wu Qing patted Gao Daquan on the shoulder: "Good brother, don't be so polite. Go back and get some rest. I'm leaving now. Call me if you need anything."

After Wu Qing finished speaking, he strode away.

Gao Daquan didn't say anything more. He watched Wu Qing leave before returning home to help his parents pack their things.

Wu Qing then took a taxi back to the Wu family villa.

They entered the villa without making a sound, just as they always did.

They went straight up to Wu Renxing's bedroom balcony on the second floor, which was still empty.

Wu Qing frowned. Had Wu Renxing not returned yet?

Wu Qing walked into the room, opened the door, and arrived at the door of her bedroom, only to find that the lock had been changed. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she heard a noise inside.

Wu Qing frowned, turned around and went back to Wu Renxing's bedroom balcony, then got up and jumped onto his own bedroom balcony.

Upon looking inside, his expression immediately turned grim.

He saw Wang Siya posing seductively on his bed, video chatting with someone.

"Young Master Wu, have you sorted things out yet? That kid Wu Qing has crawled out of the Su family cemetery! I'm so scared, what if he comes back looking for me!" Wang Siya said nervously.

"Don't worry, Chairman Hong has agreed to help me get rid of Wu Qing. Starting tomorrow, he will have Vice Chairman Zhang bring a dozen or so brothers to move into the villa to protect us."

"If Wu Qing dares to return to the villa, we guarantee he won't leave alive!"

"This time, I'll bury him myself! Let's see how he manages to climb out now!"