Chapter 32 - s, Borrow a Knife to Kill Someone
"Grandpa Xu, rest assured, I absolutely won’t dare to trouble you again in the future, not even if I’m beaten to death," Zhao Dahua said, his face full of fear, as Xu Wendong had already intimidated him with his strength.
Faced with someone as ruthless as him, unless one resorted to firearms, there was no chance of victory by manpower alone.
However, he also knew once firearms were used, it would certainly bring about utter disaster.
"I hope you keep your word," Xu Wendong scoffed, then rode his bicycle and disappeared into the torrential rain. If not for his apprehension about Black Dragon Hall and not wanting to fall out with them, he would have certainly given Zhao Dahua a harsh beating.
Conversely, if he really fell out with Black Dragon Hall, his future days would surely be tough. He worried Black Dragon Hall might trouble his cousin, which was something he didn’t want to see.
Watching Xu Wendong leave, Zhao Dahua instantly breathed a sigh of relief. Although Xu Wendong was young, in his mind, he was akin to Yama. As long as Xu Wendong was by his side, he felt the illusion of brushing past Yama.
He looked at his brothers lying on the ground in the distance and shouted, "All of you, listen the fuck up, no one can leak what happened tonight, or don’t blame this old man for turning against you."
They were all from South City’s Black Dragon Hall. If it got out that sixty or seventy people were mobilized to deal with one person and were all beaten down by the opponent, Black Dragon Hall would certainly lose face, unable to stay in the underworld, and would even become gossip for the common folk.
If it really came to that, who would still fear Black Dragon Hall? How would they continue to lord over the common people?
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Under the rain curtain.