Urban Supreme Evil Dragon

Wu Qing smiled and nodded, "Of course I won't die. Not only will I not die, but you will be fine, and your family will be fine too."

Wu Qing looked at the braised meat shop, now a complete mess, with a cold expression, and walked towards Bai Mao, who was trembling as he got up.

White Hair shuddered in fright and tried to run away, trembling.

Wu Qing kicked Bai Mao in the leg with a crisp crack, and Bai Mao's leg broke instantly. He screamed and fell to the ground, writhing in pain while clutching his leg.

"Come on, let's keep running." Wu Qing sat down, picked up the clean braised pork on the table, and ate it in big bites.

So fragrant!

Gao Daquan immediately scooped up another bowl of braised pork, grabbed some garlic cloves and chili peppers, and brought over a case of beer. He sat down with Wu Qing to eat and drink, excitedly watching the screaming white-haired man.

White Hair couldn't run anymore; his legs were broken. He stared at Wu Qing with fear and anger: "I'm from the Iron Fist Society, kid. If you dare to meddle in our business, the consequences will be severe."

Wu Qing spat out a bone and slammed it onto the white-haired man's face; "How serious is it?"

"You..." The white-haired man was speechless. Clearly, Wu Qing didn't take the Iron Fist Society seriously at all. "Did Wu Renxing send you to cause trouble for my brother?"

"That's right, it was Young Master Wu who sent us. Today you not only offended our Iron Fist Society, but you also offended Young Master Wu! You know Young Master Wu, right? Young Master Wu Renxing!" White Hair said smugly, thinking that Wu Qing was not afraid of the Iron Fist Society, but would be afraid of Young Master Wu.

"Young Master? When did Wu Renxing become a gigolo? Which company did he debut with? I'll definitely give him a shout-out with a stick." Wu Qing said with a mocking glance at the white-haired man.

"Pfft, haha, me too, I'm going too!" Gao Daquan laughed excitedly, almost spitting out his beer.

Bai Mao's lips twitched, staring blankly at Wu Qing. Who exactly is this kid? He's not afraid of the Iron Fist Society, nor is he afraid of Wu Renxing... What's his background?

"Who exactly are you?" the white-haired man couldn't help but question Wu Qing.

"I am your strict father." Wu Qing spat out a bone, picked up the meat cleaver, and walked step by step towards the white-haired man. "Didn't you want to cut out my brother's tongue? Such disrespect for your elders, today I will teach you a lesson!"

White Hair turned pale with fright and crawled backward in pain, but it was no use. Wu Qing stepped on his broken leg.

"what……"

White Hair screamed pitifully again, "Big Brother, no, Dad, Father, I was wrong, please forgive us!"

The rest of the underlings were so frightened that they lay on the ground, trembling, and dared not get up.

"Spare you? You think you can just say that? You're not being sincere." Wu Qing brandished a meat cleaver at the white-haired man's face. "You smashed my brother's braised meat shop and beat someone up, and you think you can just beg for forgiveness with a few words?"

"I'll pay compensation, I'll pay you back, ten thousand yuan!" the white-haired man shouted.

"Snapped!"

Wu Qing slapped the white-haired man across the face with a knife: "Your dog tongue is only worth ten thousand yuan?"

"Twenty thousand!"

"I'll cut it off for you right now!"

"Fifty thousand! I'll offer fifty thousand! Brother, this is my limit. I've been in this business for so many years, and this is all the savings I have!" White Hair begged for mercy in terror, his heart aching with pain.

"Your Iron Fist Society is no good either! You risk your life for this, and this is all you've achieved? You'd be better off begging!" Wu Qing slapped the white-haired man's cheek mockingly.

White Hair wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Five hundred thousand! If it's less than a penny, I'll cut out your tongue!" Wu Qing suddenly shouted.

"Big brother, you really cut off my tongue, but I didn't!" The white-haired man was on the verge of tears in despair.

"Think of a way, borrow, or take out a loan, or even worse, shake your head and take out an online loan! With so many of you, if each of you sets up a few platforms, you can easily scrape together 500,000!" Wu Qing shouted, pointing at the thugs on the ground.

Bai Mao looked completely bewildered, staring blankly at Wu Qing. "This guy's an expert!"

They've used this tactic countless times to violently collect debts for the Iron Fist Society.

"I'm giving you ten minutes. If you take even a second longer, I'll cut out your tongues!" Wu Qing gestured with the meat cleaver in his hand, then plunged the cleaver directly into the white-haired man's shoulder. "That's a warning."

Bai Mao cried out in pain, but dared not hesitate any longer. He immediately led his underlings to frantically take out online loans, quickly raising 500,000 yuan, which was then transferred to Gao Daquan's phone.

"Big brother, can we go now?" the white-haired man asked Wu Qing, trembling.

"Get lost." Wu Qing waved his hand, turned around and went back to his seat. He picked up his glass and clinked it with Gao Daquan's: "Come on, brother, cheers."

"Cheers!"

Gao Daquan happily raised his glass and clinked it with Wu Qing's, then drank it all in one gulp.

Bai Mao and his gang fled like stray dogs.

Gao Daquan stared at Wu Qing excitedly: "Tell me, what happened to you? Not only are you not dead, but you've become so awesome!"

"Oh, I've been secretly practicing martial arts, but it hasn't been very effective, so I haven't told you. After being ambushed and buried alive by Wu Renxing, I had an epiphany while on the verge of death and escaped!" Wu Qing explained, half-truthfully.

"Great! Brother, let's have another drink!" Gao Daquan immediately believed him and happily raised his glass.

"What about you? Wu Renxing may be a beast, but he probably won't be able to look after you for the time being, right?" Wu Qing looked at Gao Daquan with a puzzled expression. Although he had heard some of it earlier, he was still not quite clear about it.

"Hehe, I filmed videos online, wrote long articles, exposed Wu Renxing's dirty secrets, and revealed his true colors. That bastard sent people to mess with me." Gao Daquan laughed smugly, showing no regret whatsoever, but rather great pride.

"Good brother. Cheers." Wu Qing raised his glass again and toasted with Gao Daquan.

After Wu Qing finished drinking, he invited Gao Daquan's parents to sit down together.

Gao Daquan's parents smiled and shook their heads, letting Wu Qing and Gao Daquan eat and drink while they tidied up the shop.

Before we knew it, we were full and satisfied.

"Come on, brother, let's go buy some clothes. We'll also buy you a cell phone and get you a SIM card." Gao Daquan clearly understood Wu Qing's predicament and pulled Wu Qing away.

Wu Qing smiled and stood up, saying, "Of course, no problem."

More than half an hour later, Wu Qing put on her new clothes. Although they weren't designer brands, they were still nice and comfortable to wear.

He had a decent high-end Huawei phone in his hand, and he also used Gao Daquan's ID card to get a SIM card and inserted it.

"Come on, link my bank card." Gao Daquan took the phone and, after a few steps, linked Wu Qing's bank card.

Wu Qing watched with a smile and did not stop them.

After finishing these tasks, the two returned arm in arm. "Sleep with me tonight, and you can sleep at my place from now on. Until you take back the Wu family."

Wu Qing smiled and nodded, without refusing.

"By the way, did you sleep with that bitch Wang Siya?" Gao Daquan suddenly said angrily.

"Of course I slept! I used every position imaginable!" Wu Qing chuckled.

"Haha, good, you're worthy of being my brother! Not bad! Let that beast Wu Renxing drink dishwater and wear tattered shoes!" Gao Daquan clapped and laughed happily.

But as soon as they returned to the braised meat shop, they noticed that something was off about the atmosphere.

A burly man sat in his shop, eating meat and drinking wine with an air of nonchalance. The scar on his face looked particularly menacing as he chewed.

Meanwhile, Gao Daquan's parents were kneeling on the ground, trembling, their faces filled with terror, blood gushing from their mouths and noses.