Nightclub.
The innermost private room.
Zhao Wu lay on the floor like a dead dog, a hole in his head. He clearly wasn't going to live.
"Mr. Liu has sharp eyes. He spotted Old Zhang's gold chain around the man's neck at a glance."
"And when we searched him... Tsk, Zhao Wu sure had a crooked way of making money."
The man they called Mr. Liu sat sprawled on the sofa, wearing tinted glasses, an indescribable viciousness in his expression. "Enough of that. Did you get rid of the student?"
He waited for an answer.
"...There was a hitch, Mr. Liu. Our men lost him."
"Fine. From now on, leave that student alone. Pretend he doesn't exist. Remember, I never ordered you to look for him. This matter is over." "Mr. Liu, please trust us. Give us another chance."
"It's not about chances. A high school student killed a crime boss. That's strange enough. Now you veterans have lost him too. In our line of work, sometimes you need to know when to hide. Understand?" "Yes, Mr. Liu."
Xu Yuan listened quietly and couldn't help nodding.
This Mr. Liu was pretty good.
He knew when to advance and retreat, saw the bigger picture, sensed danger, and knew how to seek fortune and avoid disaster.
He was somebody!
Too bad Xu Yuan couldn't show himself. Otherwise, he'd have to have a chat with the man.
Xu Yuan sat down beside him and listened to the sounds of the nightlife outside, letting his mind wander.
Truthfully, he was a little reluctant...
Mr. Liu was obviously the mastermind.
He had started as a small-time thug collecting debts for a crime boss. Ruthless as he was, he collected faster than anyone else and gradually caught the boss's eye. The boss gave him a loan-sharking