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Zhou Tianhao suffered a great loss at Ye Chen's hands this time. Not only was his examiner qualification revoked, but he also received a lawyer's letter from Jiang's Group. He lost all face.

This is the hottest news in Jiangcheng these days, and it's the talk of the town.

Indeed, Zhou Tianhao had been a tyrant in Jiangcheng for over twenty years. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? He had been humiliated by an outsider from Jiangcheng.

Zhou Tianhao grew angrier the more he thought about it, and kicked over the coffee table in the living room, shattering wine glasses and teacups all over the floor.

"Young Master Zhou, we've roughly found out what's going on. That kid is twenty years old, has connections to the Jiang Group, and seems to be the deputy director of the Jiang Group's security department. It might not be easy for us to openly take action against him, would it?"

A weasel-faced underling beside Zhou Tianhao cautiously reported the findings.

"Really? Openly isn't allowed? Did I say I was going to do it openly? Besides, when has Zhou Tianhao ever done anything openly?"

Zhou Tianhao's sinister laughter sent chills down the spines of his henchmen; this man was far more despicable and ruthless than they had imagined.

He calmly dialed a number: "Hello, Fifth Master? I have a job for you, would you like to take it?"

Zhou Tianhao had hired Ma Wu; in Jiangcheng, no one else could handle a fight like Ma Wu. There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, then Ma Wu's hoarse voice came through: "Young Master Zhou, who is worth your personal call?"

"This wild brat who appeared out of nowhere, his name is Ye Chen, the deputy head of the security department of the Jiang Group. Fifth Master, you can cripple one of his hands for me, name your price, how about it?"

"Ye Chen? In his early twenties?" Ma Wu's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible panic.

"What, Fifth Master, do you know him?"

"We're more than just acquaintances; we have a history of conflict."

"Fifth Master, shall we calculate it together then?"

Ma Wu's voice was filled with murderous intent: "This kid ruined my plans in the forest park last time and injured more than twenty of my brothers. It's time to settle this score with him. Fortunately, Seventh and Eighth Brothers came back yesterday. Young Master Zhou, just wait and hear the good news."

After hanging up Zhou Tianhao's call, Ma Wu picked up a glass of red wine and paced back and forth in the room. The scar on his face looked particularly ferocious under the light.

Last time in the forest park, Huang Mao, one of Ma Wu's men, blocked the road and robbed Ye Chen and Jiang Ruoxi. As a result, more than 20 people were beaten to a pulp and did not gain any benefit. Instead, they suffered a great humiliation.

If Ma Wu hadn't been so cunning, he would have immediately backed down, saying he wanted to make friends to lull Ye Chen into a false sense of security, but in his heart he had already added Ye Chen to his kill list.

However, Ye Chen's strength was indeed something that made Ma Wu wary, so he kept waiting for Lao Qi and Lao Ba to return from out of town.

The seventh and eighth brothers were Ma Wu's two most formidable fighters, both genuine internal energy martial artists.

The seventh brother practices Iron Palm, which can shatter eight red bricks with one strike. The eighth brother is skilled in leg techniques, and his whip kick can bend a steel bar as thick as a thumb.

When these two joined forces, they were virtually unmatched in Jiangcheng's underground scene, which was the source of Ma Wu's confidence in dominating Jiangcheng.

"Fifth Brother, why are you in such a hurry to call the brothers back? Is there work to be done?"

"Seventh Brother, Eighth Brother, this time the target is a tough nut to crack. Last time, he took down more than twenty of our brothers by himself. I can't swallow this insult." Ma Wu sat in the armchair, his fingers rhythmically tapping the armrest.

The seventh brother was a bald, burly man with a face full of scars. He was the kind of person who was all brawn and no brains: "What are twenty-odd pieces of trash? Don't worry, Fifth Brother, I can handle that kid by myself. I guarantee he'll never see the sun in Jiangcheng again."

The eighth brother was tall and thin, not as fierce as the seventh brother, but his narrow eyes gleamed with a sharp light, and his mind was clearly much clearer. He seemed more difficult to deal with than the seventh brother: "Fifth brother, what kind of people are these surnamed Ye? Do you know anything about them?"

"I can't tell. His techniques are very mixed and don't seem to be from any orthodox school. But he reacts very quickly and is very strong. He shouldn't be an ordinary martial artist. Most importantly, he doesn't belong to any local Jiangcheng faction."

Ma Wu still feels lingering fear when recalling that day: "The scariest thing was that after he beat more than 20 people, he didn't even turn red or out of breath, as if he hadn't exerted any effort at all."

"You didn't contribute?" Old Eight asked, looking puzzled.

The seventh brother was still as headstrong as ever: "Fifth brother, that's because the opponent is too weak. Just you wait and see. No matter what kind of tactics they use, they'll all have to kneel down and call me grandpa."

Ma Wu was still worried and gave a few more instructions: "Seventh and Eighth Brother, we must not be careless. The Zhou family offered two million, and they will add another two hundred thousand to each person after the deal is done. However, we must choose the right place to take action. It cannot be on Jiang Group's territory. There are too many surveillance cameras there, so we don't want to cause unnecessary trouble."

"clear."

After getting his driver's license, Ye Chen felt much more confident and took the driver's seat for several days in a row.

On Friday evening, Jiang Ruoxi had a social engagement to attend. After Ye Chen dropped her off at the hotel, he waited for her in a nearby parking lot.

With nothing else to do, Ye Chen got out of the car to stretch his muscles and check the car's condition.

Jiang Ruoxi's Maybach is her new favorite thing. If he scratches it, that woman will definitely scold him with a stern face.

Just as Ye Chen bent down to check the tires, he noticed a group of people hurriedly entering the parking lot.

Ye Chen stood up and looked at the approaching crowd.

Ye Chen estimated that there were about thirty people, all in their twenties or thirties, and they looked like thugs from the streets.

Everyone was carrying weapons—steel pipes, baseball bats, machetes—like a scene from a Hong Kong gangster shootout.

Leading the group were two unfamiliar faces he had never seen before: a bald, burly man and a lean, tall man. They were Ma Wu's most capable henchmen, Lao Qi and Lao Ba.

Behind the group of thugs was an arrogant guy with a cigar in his mouth; that was Zhou Tianhao.

"Kid, I said I'd make you wish you were dead, and today I'm doing what I said!" Zhou Tianhao exhaled a smoke ring, as if he had Ye Chen firmly under his control.

Ye Chen leaned against the door of the Maybach, saying provocatively, "Young Master Zhou, why don't you learn your lesson? Wasn't it painful enough when you pinched my wrist last time? Want to try something else today?"

"Ye Chen, I'm warning you, don't you dare be so arrogant!"

Zhou Tianhao slammed his cigar on the ground, then rubbed it with the back of his foot: "Seventh Brother, Eighth Brother, you can do it without worry. I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong."

Bald Seventh Brother cracked his neck, making a series of crisp sounds. He glanced at Ye Chen a few times and said disdainfully, "Eighth Brother, this kid? He's got such delicate skin, like a college student. Is Fifth Brother getting more and more of a coward?"

The eighth brother was noticeably more composed: "Seventh brother, don't underestimate the enemy."

"Underestimating your opponent? Brother Ba, I've been in the martial world for so many years, I can tell what each person is capable of at a glance."

The seventh brother strode up to Ye Chen: "Kid, I heard you're pretty good at fighting? Let me see if you really have any skills..."

Before Ye Chen could reply, Lao Qi suddenly rushed forward and slashed straight at Ye Chen's face with his right palm!