"Blood Dragon, don't push me too far! I'm telling you, with so many people watching today, if I really die, you won't get away with it! The police won't let you off!"
Poison Snake was a big shot in his own territory, no matter how you looked at it. He had mocked Wang Xuan when he first entered, and now he had been mocked in return in front of several hundred underlings. Didn't he have any dignity?
How was he supposed to remain the boss after this?
Once people's hearts scattered, the whole team would be impossible to lead!
"Are you threatening me? Trying to scare me with the police? Which do you want me to do—kill you or let you go?" Wang Xuan's smile grew wider. "Go on, tell me. I'm easy to talk to. I'll do whatever you say! Killing one is killing, and killing ten is killing. It's not like I've never killed anyone before. Hong Kong doesn't have the death penalty, and I have no parents and nothing tying me down. I'd be perfectly happy in prison!"
"So tell me—do you choose death or life?"
Was that something a human being would say?
I'm living perfectly well. Why should I choose death?
Was he short on money, or were the women not attractive enough?
But choosing life would plainly tell his underlings that he was afraid to die, wouldn't it?
What would he do after that...?
Before Poison Snake could make up his mind, a huge crowd surrounded the entrance of the nightclub. There were at least two or three hundred men, all holding machetes and iron pipes. They instantly blocked off the area, and more people continued arriving, making the crowd grow larger and larger.
Seeing that their own forces had arrived, Baki and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Xuan's heart finally settled as well.
That was the downside of going to someone else's territory to cause trouble. If things went wrong, you could end up surrounded instead. Escaping unharmed would become difficult.
"Brother Ji, give the word! Do we chop them to death?"
Now that the main force had arrived, Baki was naturally in no hurry. He smiled lightly and said, "Chop what? All you know is chopping people all day. Can't you see that Blood Dragon is discussing the question of life and death with Poison Snake?"
Poison Snake completely lost his nerve. He was doomed today, but he still wanted to salvage a little dignity. At the very least, falling into Brother Ji's hands would be better than falling into Blood Dragon's. After all, they were equals in status. "Brother Ji, what do you want? Name your terms!"
Baki laughed heartily, feeling better than he had ever felt before. "What does this have to do with me? You brought people here to smash up my place, and now you're asking me what to do? Are you kidding me?"
Poison Snake took a deep breath. "I admit defeat today. Let us go!"
"Why are you asking me? Aren't you negotiating with Blood Dragon now? Choose death or life. Give us an answer!" Blood Dragon had won him so much face, so naturally he had to stand up for his underling.
"This dagger of mine has a blood groove. If Brother Poison Snake doesn't make another choice, he won't need to choose anymore. I'm afraid you'll bleed to death before you even reach the hospital!" Wang Xuan's voice was gentle, as if he were speaking to a lover, but the meaning behind his words sent a chill through Poison Snake.
Fuck!
He had completely lost face today. "Blood Dragon, in front of everyone, you really have the guts to kill me?"
Thud!
The dagger stabbed into Poison Snake's thigh again. No one had expected Wang Xuan to dare stab him at a time like this. Just as he had said, if this continued, Poison Snake would bleed out!
"Ah!! You stabbed me again!"
Wang Xuan looked thoroughly displeased. "How is this my fault? Weren't you the one who told me to kill you?"
He understood now. He understood everything. This Blood Dragon was sick—absolutely sick, mentally deranged. They were all people from the underworld. Couldn't they even make a threat anymore? Was there any justice? Any law?
"Then why didn't you just stab me to death?" Poison Snake felt as though Wang Xuan was about to drive him insane.
Thud!
Seeing the dagger plunged into his abdomen, Poison Snake's eyes went wide.
Baki, Sha Meng, Uncle Fung, Uncle Fai, and the several hundred East Star and Hong Yi Society underlings watching from both sides all froze in shock!
He really stabbed him!
The abdomen was nothing like the thigh. A quick stab to the thigh would only cause some bleeding and usually wouldn't be fatal. Stabbing the abdomen was an attempt to kill!
Everyone's gaze shifted from the dagger to Wang Xuan's face. He looked utterly calm, as if nothing had happened.
He had killed someone! In broad daylight, in front of everyone, he had killed someone! And he had done it so casually. Did this man even know what the law was?
Was he insane?
Baki's brow furrowed tightly. This had gotten serious. Someone had been killed in the street in broad daylight. It would be strange if the police didn't arrest him now!
Sha Meng's brows twitched as well when he saw this. This kid wasn't just arrogant—he was fucking crazy! That was far more frightening than being merely arrogant or ruthless!
Poison Snake's hands trembled as he clutched his wound. His eyes were wide open as he watched blood flow between his fingers. A miserable howl escaped his mouth uncontrollably. He had never imagined that Wang Xuan would really try to kill him just because he had shouted a phrase!
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I admit defeat! I admit defeat!" Poison Snake screamed loudly, his lips trembling.
"That's good, then. Are you all right? Do you want me to send you to the hospital?" Wang Xuan looked concerned.
The guests present were all laughing in exasperation. Wasn't that obvious? In his condition, if he delayed any longer, he wouldn't need to go to a hospital. He could go straight to the crematorium.
"I need to go to the hospital! Hurry and send me to the hospital!" Poison Snake had already begun to cry.
Wang Xuan looked up at the Hong Yi Society underlings. "Hey, your boss needs to go to the hospital. Are you all deaf?"
Several people rushed over at once. Working together, they carried Poison Snake away.
"Take care, Brother Poison Snake! Come over and play when you have time!"
What a fucking pervert!
He had nearly stabbed the man to death just now, and now he was inviting him to come back and play. Play what, exactly?
No one even knew whether the man could be saved, yet his heart was so damn carefree!
Actually, Wang Xuan was fairly confident. He had stabbed Poison Snake near the appendix, and the wound wasn't deep. It only looked frightening. As long as he received medical attention in time, nothing would happen. The hospital could even remove Poison Snake's appendix while they were at it, so Wang Xuan would have done a good deed.
Seeing that even their boss had admitted defeat and that they themselves had been surrounded, the roughly two hundred Hong Yi Society underlings all hung their heads dejectedly. They squeezed through the crowd and soon disappeared.
Watching the Hong Yi Society forces flee in disgrace, the East Star underlings were all incredibly excited. Facing more than two hundred men with only one knife each, Blood Dragon hadn't even changed expression. He had killed someone the moment he said he would, without the slightest hesitation!
"Blood Dragon!"
No one knew who had started the chant, but the others soon joined in and began cheering. "Blood Dragon! Blood Dragon! Blood Dragon..."
The atmosphere was scorching. Regardless of whether Poison Snake ultimately lived or died, Baki had earned more than enough face today. The more he looked at Wang Xuan, covered in blood yet smiling, the more he liked him.
In two words: face-saving!
"Wong Jai, take everyone to the roadside for drinks. The boss is treating today! Eat whatever you want and drink whatever you want!" Baki waved his hand grandly, appearing incomparably generous.
The East Star underlings immediately raised their machetes and iron pipes and cheered. Led by Wong Jai, they laughingly headed off together.
In truth, these underlings were the people with the lowest status in every organization. None of them even received wages. When the bosses had something to do, they would each hand them one or two hundred dollars as a bonus to either fight or bolster their numbers. When nothing was happening, they still had to work for a living, from waiting tables to running roadside stalls. There was no job these underlings wouldn't take. The so-called reason they joined the societies was, in the end, simply to avoid being bullied.
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