Young Master Hua

Five days later.

In his office, Old Ding rubbed his head in despair.

It felt as though the whole world had suddenly turned against him.

He had planned to use Zhang Yang to deal with Old Ninth, but after one visit to the hotel, Zhang Yang had come back and started cleaning house.

In just five days, two squad captains in the West Garden police department had been investigated, and a deputy commissioner had been brought down.

Nearly all of Old Ding's informants in the Police Chief's office had been rooted out.

Although Zhang Yang hadn't come after him again, a sense of foreboding kept hanging over Old Ding.

"Uncle Ding."

A youth in flashy clothes walked into the room and waved smugly at Old Ding.

"Young Master Hua."

Old Ding hurried to his feet and greeted him with a smile.

Young Master Hua was Flower Boss's son, and a well-known rich kid in Ice Prefecture.

His years of running wild in West Garden had also earned him a place among the Ice Prefecture Five Great Beasts.

Young Master Hua settled comfortably on the sofa, and Old Ding personally lit his cigarette.

"Uncle Ding, I need a favor."

"Just call if you need anything. Why bother coming all this way yourself?"

Old Ding smiled bitterly inside, but still had to look honored.

Over the years, Old Ding had cleaned up plenty of Young Master Hua's messes. The moment he showed up, Old Ding knew there would be more dirty work to do.

Young Master Hua patted Old Ding's shoulder with an air of earnest concern. "I know things have been rough for you lately, so I came to check on you. I'll give the Ming King in Dongpu a call later and have him drive those people out of Dongpu."

Young Master Hua blew out a puff of smoke, looking full of himself. Old Ding suppressed his frustration and nodded along.

The Ming King was on the same level as Young Master Hua's father. How could a junior like him order the man around?

Young Master Hua might not even have his number.

But since Young Master Hua wanted to show off, Old Ding could only play along.

"Ahem. Here's the thing. My father struck a deal with the Three Suns Society: a batch of top-quality goods and two crates of gold for a Wasteland Artifact."

Wasteland Artifacts were unique to this era.

When the Blood Moon descended, humans and animals weren't the only things that mutated. Rare natural treasures and divine weapons did too.

Those mutated divine weapons were known as Wasteland Artifacts, and each possessed miraculous powers.

Since they could only be created through mutation, Wasteland Artifacts were extremely scarce.

Even among the mighty Ice Prefecture Five Overlords, only three factions possessed a Wasteland Artifact.

"My old man can't conveniently leave the city. My third brother was supposed to handle this, but I had nothing to do, so I took it on."

A shrewd man like Old Ding understood immediately. How could a useless fool like Young Master Hua dare venture outside the city? He wanted Old Ding to walk into the minefield for him.

"You know I don't have anyone under me, and the Police Chief's people have been watching our family closely lately. I can only ask you to step in, Uncle Ding."

Old Ding's head throbbed.

Young Master Hua got to show off, while he got stuck holding the bag.

Work like this usually never came Old Ding's way. Flower Boss was wary of him and wouldn't let him participate in important deals.

To win favor with his father, Young Master Hua had not only taken on the job but also decided to drag Old Ding into it.

But their positions were what they were. Old Ding was a subordinate of Master Hua, while this was the Hua family's young master.

Could Old Ding refuse him?

"Uncle Ding." Young Master Hua stubbed out his cigarette. "I'll handle A Lang's business for you. Just a few little punks. I'll deal with them myself. How's that?"

Seeing Old Ding's reluctance, Young Master Hua offered him a deal.

Sure enough, Old Ding took the bait.

A Lang's death still ate at him, but Master Hua had forbidden him from acting rashly.

If Young Master Hua killed them, Master Hua couldn't blame Old Ding.

"Deal."

The two hit it off immediately.

"Jun Jun, round up a few dozen people for me."

After leaving Old Ding's office, Young Master Hua swaggered into the luxury car parked by the road.

"Yeah, that's right. We're taking out a few punks. Fuck, they dared cross the Hua family. Strip out all their organs and sell them." Young Master Hua smugly wrapped an arm around the beauty in the car and slipped his hand into her clothes without a care for anyone watching.

The bodyguards exchanged glances and tacitly turned away.

They hadn't been driving for even fifteen minutes when Young Master Hua suddenly had an idea and told the driver to stop.

"Baby, ever tried making a car rock right out on the street?"

Young Master Hua glanced lecherously at the homeless people filling the street and cried excitedly, "Let's do it right here!"

The beauty in his arms blushed and traced a finger across his chest. "Young Master Hua, you're so naughty."

"Haha, you little vixen. I can be even naughtier." Young Master Hua pushed her down and called to the driver, "Go find somewhere to eat."

With that, Young Master Hua tossed out a wad of cash.

The bodyguards looked at one another.

Did he have to fuck right here on the street?

Couldn't he go to a hotel?

Was he that desperate?

"Young master, we have to keep you safe," the bodyguards said awkwardly.

Young Master Hua immediately grew displeased.

Straddling the beauty, he snapped, "Who in all of West Garden District would fucking dare touch me, Hua Yougui? Get lost! Get the fuck away! CNM, if you want to watch, get in here. I'll put on a free porno for you."

The bodyguards glanced at the exposed flesh inside the car, then awkwardly crossed the street and found a restaurant.

Ten minutes later.

The driver and bodyguards squatted beside the road across the street, eating their meals and seething.

"The boss gets laid while we stand watch. Fucking different people, different fates."

"Be thankful he didn't ask you to help push his ass."

As they traded idle remarks, a truck stopped in front of them.

A man who looked like a truck driver jumped out and called loudly, "Boss, a bowl of noodles!"

The truck completely blocked their view. One bodyguard wanted to walk around it to check on the man they were protecting.

Another bodyguard held him back. "Come on, he's right across the street. What could happen? Just go through the motions."

All of them resented Young Master Hua.

Young Master Hua was arrogant and overbearing, and never treated bodyguards like them as human beings.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Young Master Hua was hard at work inside the car when the door suddenly opened.

A young man stuck his head inside and asked with a wicked grin, "Tired? Want me to help push your ass?"

Cold wind rushed into the car, making Young Master Hua shiver.

Whoosh!

The other three doors opened at the same time.

Three youths deftly slipped into the car.

"Who are you? Do you know who the fuck I am-"

Young Master Hua stopped short.

The dagger in the young man's hand was already pressed against his ass.

"Keep cursing. Believe me, I'll carve up your asshole. Sit properly."

The young man barked coldly.

Young Master Hua swallowed and obediently climbed off the beauty.

He glanced toward his bodyguards, but the truck blocked them completely.

The bodyguards had no way of seeing what was happening inside the luxury car.

The youth sitting on the other side, his hair parted to one side, glanced at Young Master Hua. "Don't move around."

Young Master Hua pulled up his trousers. Trapped between a man on either side, he grew frantic.

He was an Awakened too. Although he was only at First Awakening, he merely needed to hold out until his bodyguards arrived.

Young Master Hua quietly took a deep breath. While the spiky-haired youth in the front seat held two wires together to start the car, he prepared to call for help.

The moment he opened his mouth, the young man drove his dagger through Young Master Hua's cheek.

The strike was decisive and ruthless, utterly crushing his will to resist.

Terrified, Young Master Hua clutched his bleeding face, not daring to pull out the dagger.

"Kidnapping's my family trade. You think I can't see through your little tricks?" The young man slapped Young Master Hua on the head. "Make one more sound, and I'll fucking kill you."

"I know you're an Awakened. Funny coincidence-we all are too. We can definitely kill you before your bodyguards get here."

Clutching his face, Young Master Hua nodded repeatedly. He knew he had run into some ruthless bastards.

Normal people in West Garden wouldn't dare touch him, but anyone who did wouldn't fear the Hua family's power.

Young Master Hua was arrogant and overbearing, but he wasn't stupid. He knew that resisting now would most likely drive these kidnappers into a corner and get him killed.

It was better to go quietly with them. As far as he was concerned, these kidnappers were only after money, and the Hua family had plenty of that. There was no need to take risks.

Vroom, vroom.

The engine started.

The spiky-haired youth in the driver's seat turned and flashed an okay sign, though his eyes remained fixed on the woman in the back seat.

"Let's go." The young man pushed the spiky-haired youth's face away. "Fuck, can you get it together? Got a gearshift growing in your pants?"

Still reluctant to look away, the youth grinned at Young Master Hua's female companion. "Beautiful, how much do you charge to spend a day with Young Master Hua?"

"F-five thousand..."

The beauty huddled in her seat, trembling, a stretch of pale skin exposed across her chest.

As he drove off, the youth pulled three hundred out of his pocket. "I'll buy an hour. Let's see what Young Master Hua's taste is like."

"Fuck..."

The young man slapped the youth's face contemptuously, then took out six hundred. "I'll buy two hours. We can take our time chatting when we get back."

The beauty burst into tears.

"Guys, that's not how the pricing works..."