Chapter 225 - 225 Money and Life!
When it comes to life and money, which is more important?
Tiger King had done this sort of thing before, asked others this very question. In the past, he had always asked it in jest, but now that someone else was asking him, he finally understood how the one being asked felt.
They say life is more valuable than money, but then again, it depends on the amount. If it's just one hundred or two hundred yuan, or even tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, of course life is more important. But four billion yuan, a whole four billion, that's almost equivalent to Tiger King's entire fortune, then that could be considered more important than his life!
Tiger King opened his mouth but eventually let out a sigh, speaking in a low voice, "Give me three days, and I will definitely get you the money."
"I'm not fond of waiting." Mantis waved her delicate, fair hand and said, "I know that your dog field has at least three billion yuan in liquid funds right now. You can give me those three billion first to earn yourself another three days of life."
Tiger King said, "Of that three billion, more than one billion has to go to the gamblers as payouts. I... I really can't come up with that much..."
"I'm a gambler too. I bet one billion. Why can't you pay me back first?" Mantis smiled gently and said, "Tiger King, are you trying to take advantage of me because I'm a woman?"
Tiger King immediately broke out in a sweat, shaking his head and waving his hands in a hurry, "No, no, Miss Huangfu, just... just wait a moment, I'll have someone send the money over to you right now..."
Mantis said, "You have ten minutes. If I don't see the money, I won't want it anymore!"
Tiger King nodded repeatedly, "Rest assured, rest assured, I'll get the money right away for you."
After saying that, Tiger King didn't even dare raise his head and scurried out of the room, as if he were incontinent with fear. Yang Shitao and the others also wanted to leave, but without a word from Mantis, they didn't dare to move an inch.
Having left the room, Tiger King finally took a deep breath. In front of Mantis, it was as if he'd placed his head beneath a guillotine, where his head could be chopped off at any moment. The oppressive feeling made him feel choked even when breathing.
With his lackeys in tow, Tiger King ran back to his room, immediately shut the door, and said sternly, "How many man do we have left now?"
A lackey answered, "Over forty were knocked out earlier, and when Black Bear came in, he injured a few more. Then Zhao Chengshuang and his police batch came in and injured a few more. In total, we have about one hundred and thirty or forty left."
Tiger King said in a deep voice, "I want them all here within five minutes!"
"Five minutes?" The lackey was taken aback and spoke softly, "Boss, in such a short time, I'm afraid they won't make it. Half of them are on the other side of the dog field, dealing with the boxers. It would take at least ten minutes to run over here."
"Damn it, wait ten more minutes, and that Poisonous Mantis bitch will definitely run off." Tiger King clenched his teeth, fell silent for a moment, and then said, "Forget it, call them immediately. Also, gather everyone else up, arm yourselves. Remember, don't alert anyone, and keep it down. On top of that, call up a few of the obedient boxers from downstairs."
"Yes!" Several lackeys hurriedly left to call people, and Tiger King sat on the couch, gulped down the red wine on the table, and gritted his teeth, "Poisonous Mantis, since you've pushed too far, then don't blame me for being merciless. Today, I want to see whether it's you, this Overlord Dragon, who's formidable, or me, this Local Thug, who's more powerful!"
A lackey by the side said, "Boss, no matter how tough she is, she's still a woman. Coming here to strut on our turf, I think she's just too confident. With so many of us, we could drown her in spit alone; I don't believe she can turn heaven and earth!"
Tiger King's expression remained somber. To be honest, he was still unsure himself. If it were just one billion, he could grit his teeth and pay it, finding ways to earn it back later. But now it was four billion, his entire fortune, and he had to fight this battle at any cost. If he won, he could keep his assets. If he lost, having all his money taken away was no different from having his life taken!
Five minutes later, more than fifty people had gathered in Tiger King's room, each holding a cleaver or another weapon. There were also six boxers, handpicked experts that Tiger King had prepared to fight in upcoming matches. But, at this point, matches no longer mattered. What mattered was preserving their own lives.
"Chop everyone up in Yang Shitao's private room on the top floor, except for Yang Shitao and his few people!" Tiger King instructed gravely.
More than fifty people immediately dashed out of the room and headed straight for the private room where Yang Shitao was on the top floor. Meanwhile, Tiger King still couldn't calm down, sitting restlessly on the sofa, chain-smoking. As long as there was no news from upstairs, he couldn't settle down. He kept those five or six boxers in the room to ensure his safety, but even then, he felt uneasy.
Two minutes later, two knocks suddenly sounded at the door. Tiger King's eyelids twitched, and he sprang to his feet. The few people in the room also looked at one another, wondering who it could be at this time.
Tiger King gestured to a lackey beside him, who immediately said, "Who's there?"
No one answered, and Tiger King's face paled. He had a bad feeling. Just then, the knocking sounded again.
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All eyes in the room turned to Tiger King, who clenched his teeth and waved his hand for one of the fighters to open the door.
The fighter walked straight to the door, pulled it open, and looked outside but saw no one. He was momentarily stunned and about to turn back when suddenly, a loud shout from Tiger King came from behind: "Watch out!"
It was already too late when he said this. A fist violently struck the fighter's right knee. With a crack, the fighter let out a heaven-shaking scream, clutching his leg and curling up on the ground.
Only at this moment did everyone finally see a person standing at the doorway. Only, this person was very short, not even reaching one meter twenty. He stood at the entrance, his stature so short that the fighter had failed to notice him. And that punch that had just been delivered was from him.
To break the leg of a formidable fighter with a single punch revealed the terrifying strength of this dwarf.
The other fighters all took a cold breath, as they usually trained together and were well aware of that fighter's abilities. He had his leg broken by a dwarf, and even though there was an element of surprise, this was still too horrifying.
Tiger King practically leaped behind the couch reflexively, bellowing, "Stop them! Stop them!"
Tiger King was also strong, but at that moment, he was trembling all over like a mouse, completely petrified. Despite being on his own turf, he had no intention of putting up a fight.
There were three of Tiger King's henchmen in the room, along with five fighters. At his command, these eight men immediately ran to the doorway, blocking the dwarf from entering.
The dwarf was about to enter when suddenly, a woman's voice came from the doorway, "Tianfu, step back."
The dwarf immediately stepped aside, and under everyone's gaze, a woman dressed in red emerged from the doorway. Seeing this woman, everyone's eyes went wide. However, in the blink of an eye, she too moved swiftly like a flash of red light into the room.
First in line were two fighters who didn't even get a chance to react before the woman grabbed their necks. There were two snaps, and in an instant, she had twisted their necks, breaking them. Who would have thought that her delicate and pale hands, which were tremble-inducing in their beauty, could possess such terrifying power!
East State Poisonous Mantis, truly living up to her reputation!
The remaining fighters panicked; the three fighters hurriedly stepped back and readied themselves to attack the woman. Tiger King's three henchmen, on the other hand, pulled out machetes and charged forward, screaming as they did so.
The woman charged into the crowd, weaving left and right, and in less than two minutes, the three fighters and Tiger King's three henchmen were all lying on the ground. The woman held a machete in her hand, walking lightly over to Tiger King, who was already petrified.
"I don't like dishonesty, you've broken the rules," the woman said, gently driving the knife into Tiger King's chest.
Until his death, Tiger King's eyes were filled with fear as he stared at the Mantis before him. It wasn't until his dying moment that he truly saw what Mantis looked like, but it was also his last glimpse.
Mantis' knife entered slowly, which is why there wasn't a spray of blood. She picked up a few tissues from the table and elegantly wiped her delicate, pale hands. At this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the corridor outside. Soon after, about twenty men wielding weapons rushed to the doorway.
The dwarf was standing at the entrance. Seeing these men charge in, he grabbed a nearby chair and hurled it, effectively blocking them all outside.
"Who the fuck are you guys!" one of the men shouted.
No sooner had he finished speaking than the dwarf charged forward, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him into the room. Despite his short stature, the dwarf was formidable. Holding the man's head, he twisted with force, breaking the man's neck instantly.
"Remember to be polite when you speak to my miss," the dwarf said calmly as he let go of the body, treating the killing as if it was an everyday triviality.
Everyone was stunned, especially at the sight of the bodies in the room. Not one of them dared to take a step forward. With Tiger King dead, who were these underlings supposed to be loyal to now?
At that moment, a few more people walked up to the doorway, passing through the crowd to enter the room.
"Miss, our car has arrived, and the money is being loaded; it should be ready shortly. We've just counted it, roughly three hundred and twenty million," a man reported with great respect.
"Very good," the woman said as she finally rose from the sofa, glancing at Tiger King's henchmen, "Tell those in charge at the Fierce Tiger Gang that they still owe me eighty million. Pay it back within three days, and Fierce Tiger Gang will remain as is. Fail to pay, and I'll make another trip to Shenchuan City!"
With these words, the woman turned and left directly. The dwarf and the others followed her, looking small and insignificant compared to Tiger King's dozens of underlings, but none of them dared give her so much as an extra glance.
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