Chapter 117: Ruthless Methods
Chen Wujun dragged Chen Jinyong back to the karaoke, and Chen Jinyong still wanted to struggle.
Chen Wujun then dislocated his arm and kicked his right leg, breaking it. Chen Jinyong immediately let out a pained grunt.
Chen Jinyong was dragged into the room and saw Ruan Fuxiong with a pale face and cold sweat on his forehead. He instantly understood everything.
If looks could kill, he could skin Ruan Fuxiong alive right now.
“Bastard, you colluded with outsiders and betrayed me! If I get out alive, I’ll kill your whole family!”
Hearing this, the trace of guilt in Ruan Fuxiong’s eyes quickly dissipated, replaced by a fierce glint.
He knew Chen Jinyong meant what he said and would do it.
Ruan Fuxiong immediately cursed:
“You think I wanted to betray you? And you’re no good either. Don’t think I don’t know you embezzled the company’s money and colluded with Bei He’s people!”
Chen Wujun watched Ruan Fuxiong and Chen Jinyong turn on each other with great interest, his gaze sweeping over the other Pingchuan Gang henchmen in the room. They all quickly looked away.
These people not only had their courage beaten out of them, but with the two bosses betraying and infighting right in front of them, they had completely lost face, and some things in their hearts had also collapsed.
“Chen Jinyong, where is Ruan Mingjin?” Chen Wujun asked.
“Pah! When I got into this life, I knew this day would come! You think I’ll be like this bastard?” Chen Jinyong spat out a mouthful of blood.
“True to your name, you’re really brave.” Chen Wujun’s face showed a hint of sarcasm as he turned to Fa Zai and said, “Go find a hammer, a big one.”
He just needed a chicken to kill to warn the monkeys, to intimidate those Pingchuan Gang henchmen.
Then make them work for him.
West Dike was different from North Port; this was Luoyue People territory, and he was unfamiliar with the place.
His group was like blind and deaf men; they couldn’t even gather news.
He had just been thinking about how to make these people work for him. Subduing them was too much trouble, and these Luoyue People wouldn’t obediently work for him forever.
Just scaring them temporarily would do.
Nothing made people submit more easily than violence.
In just a few minutes, Fa Zai returned with a hammer whose head was fist-sized.
It was reasonable for the karaoke to have a hammer.
Chen Wujun took the hammer, looked down at Chen Jinyong, and suddenly felt that looking down at someone felt great.
“Brother Yong, right!”
“Hold him down.”
Curry and Fa Zai immediately pinned Chen Jinyong down.
Chen Jinyong looked at the hammer in Chen Wujun’s hand, his body trembling slightly, his face pale, constantly twisting his body but unable to break free.
But he still gritted his teeth and didn’t make a sound.
Chen Wujun first removed the gold chain from Chen Jinyong’s neck; it looked pretty good—it was his now.
He swung the hammer fully and smashed it fiercely onto Chen Jinyong’s knee.
Crack!
“Ah—!” Chen Jinyong immediately let out a pained grunt from his throat.
“So brave, I really admire you!” Chen Wujun swung the hammer down again, crippling Chen Jinyong’s other knee.
“You won’t be able to walk anymore, but no problem, you can still crawl!” Chen Wujun grinned.
“If you’ve got the guts, kill me!” Chen Jinyong’s eyes were bloodshot as he roared from his throat.
“Why kill you? I’ll smash your hands and feet to pieces, nice and neat, so not even a single large bone fragment can be found. It’ll guarantee you spend the rest of your life crawling on the ground like a maggot. Then dump you on the street to warn others.”
He then bent down to look into the other’s eyes, smiling brightly. “What do you say, right?”
“Hehe, hahahaha!”
Not to mention Chen Jinyong, even the other Pingchuan Gang people around felt bone-chilling cold and shuddered from the heart.
Ruan Fuxiong gritted his teeth even harder, his body trembling slightly.
This demon wasn’t just talking; he would really do it.
Even Curry and Li Wei exchanged glances. Brother Jun was fine in the Walled City—fierce and ruthless, killing people on the spot when conflicts arose.
But here, he was even fiercer and more ruthless.
Still, the two didn’t feel any sympathy. These Luoyue People were inherently hostile to Huayan People anyway.
So the top North Port Luoyue Gang, Sheng Sha, specialized in kidnapping and extorting Huayan tycoons.
This was Luoyue People territory; one wrong move and they all might end up staying here.
On the contrary, Chen Wujun being fierce and ruthless made them feel more secure.
Chen Wujun swung the hammer, smashing it onto Chen Jinyong’s joints one by one, splattering bits of blood onto his shoes and hands.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Each blow felt like it was smashing onto the others’ bodies.
The Pingchuan Gang people all turned their heads away, not daring to look.
Chen Jinyong kept wailing miserably, his face twisted and deformed, his body writhing constantly. Even without Curry and Fa Zai holding him, he could only writhe on the ground.
Moments later, Chen Wujun stood up and looked at the others. “I need people to help me do some things. Those who’ll work for me, stand over here. Otherwise, end up like him.”
Chen Wujun smiled on his face, but his eyes showed the cruelty of a ferocious beast.
“5, 4, 3, 2…” As Chen Wujun spoke, all the Pingchuan Gang henchmen lowered their heads and stood to one side, not daring to look at him.
“Come, smash him!” Chen Wujun handed the hammer to Ruan Fuxiong. “He just wanted to kill your whole family!”
“Smash his limbs, don’t kill him! Dead would be no fun.”
Chen Wujun’s casual words made Ruan Fuxiong shudder even more. He hopped over on one leg, supporting his body, and smashed the hammer onto Chen Jinyong’s arm.
“You…” Chen Wujun’s gaze fell on the others again.
One henchman gritted his teeth, walked over, took the hammer, and said lowly, “Sorry, Brother Yong!”
Chen Wujun suddenly kicked the henchman flying, breaking several of his bones.
“So guilty, want to end up like him?” Chen Wujun sneered.
“Next!”
The other henchmen hurriedly picked up the hammer, rushed over quickly, and smashed it onto Chen Jinyong’s limbs. No one dared say anything else.
They were truly scared by Chen Wujun.
“See that? I gave you a way to live, but you chose the path to death! You thought you were brave, but the others are much wiser than you.” Chen Wujun kicked Chen Jinyong’s waist and sneered.
“Go call the manager outside and that receptionist, and those waitstaff.” Chen Wujun ordered.
The karaoke waitstaff were locked in another room.
These people had given their token of allegiance, and Chen Jinyong wasn’t dead yet—they itched to cut them to pieces.
Plus the deterrent of his ruthless methods just now, these people wouldn’t dare cause trouble for the time being and could only follow him down the black road.
Of course, he still needed to collect their family addresses.
“List where everyone lives, how many in each family—get it all for me. Work for me these days, and I guarantee you’ll get benefits. If anyone talks nonsense, you’ll all be in trouble!”
“I don’t need to check who leaked it… so you not only have to watch your own mouths, but also others’ mouths.”
“If someone goes out and talks nonsense, they’re trying to harm you, harm your whole families!”
“It’s not me harming you; I’m giving you opportunities and benefits. It’s those loose talkers who want to harm you!”
Chen Wujun said unhurriedly.
Everyone fell silent as if in the dead of winter, and when they looked at each other, their eyes were off.
Seeing their state, Chen Wujun knew he had some eyes and manpower in West Dike now.
Deep down, he felt he had given these people a chance; if it were anyone else, they’d have been killed long ago.
He was even giving them a chance to work for him.
They all owed him a few kowtows.
“Right, go find a doctor—make sure to keep him alive!” Chen Wujun glanced at the unconscious Chen Jinyong.
Chen Wujun took Ruan Fuxiong to another room. “Call Chen Zhonghong and get him to come out. But change the place this time. Do you have anywhere else to talk business?”
He had just beaten Chen Jinyong out and dragged him back, seen by many, so naturally he couldn’t lure Chen Zhonghong here again.
After Chen Wujun’s display and using Chen Jinyong as the chicken to warn the monkeys, Ruan Fuxiong had no thought of resistance left.
He felt the man before him was a demon.
“I have a bar… one street over.”
“Call and say you’re introducing a big boss to him.”
Ruan Fuxiong immediately called Chen Zhonghong.
…
Half an hour later, the bar one street over.
Chen Wujun only brought a few henchmen and had Ruan Fuxiong bring a few injured henchmen.
“Brother Xiong! What happened? Someone causing trouble?” The henchmen in the bar saw Ruan Fuxiong and the others all injured and immediately looked fierce.
Especially Ruan Fuxiong, who was using a crutch.
“We’ll talk later. This is Mr. Chen. From now on, treat him with utmost respect.” Ruan Fuxiong instructed the henchmen.
Then, with a fawning smile on his face, he carefully asked Chen Wujun, “Shall we go to the storage room in the back?”
The henchmen nearby looked shocked. Ruan Fuxiong was usually afraid of no one, only respectful to the boss.
Now he was so respectful to this man, even fawning a bit.
They didn’t know who this was.
“This place is fine!” Chen Wujun eyed the singers in the bar. They were average-looking but had good figures.
Most importantly, he could listen to music here. What was there to do in the storage room?
“When Chen Zhonghong arrives, bring him over.”
“Have them sing Dream Chaser!” Chen Wujun pointed at the singers on stage.
He’d recently taken a liking to listening to Dream Chaser.
Soon, the melody on stage softened.
“Let youth tousle your long hair, let it lead your dreams…”
Not long after, a man with a few henchmen walked over, led by a henchman.
“Brother Xiong, what big boss are you introducing me to?” Chen Zhonghong said as he walked over, his gaze constantly sizing up Chen Wujun, then frowning tightly.
Chen Wujun’s build and the features of old technique cultivation were extremely obvious—a master at first glance, with malice between his brows.
“Huayan guy? Brother Xiong, when did you start colluding with Huayan people?” Chen Zhonghong stopped and said.
“Chen Zhonghong, interested in working for me? Ruan Fuxiong’s agreed, and Chen Jinyong has no objections.” Chen Wujun smiled and stood up.
Chen Zhonghong’s face changed drastically upon hearing this, and he angrily said, “Ruan Fuxiong, you betraying the company?”
“And colluding with Huayan people—you tired of living?”
Chen Wujun grinned. Sure enough, nice words fell on deaf ears.
He immediately circulated his vital energy, his body suddenly expanding a size. With a stomp, he was in front of Chen Zhonghong, hands forward in Master’s Three Bows, stirring a strong airflow—overwhelmingly dominant.
One move works everywhere; Chen Wujun found Master’s Three Bows smoother the more he used it.
Especially paired with Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield.
Even someone of similar strength would be beaten to death in a few moves.
…
Bang!
Chen Zhonghong crashed through two tables, flying onto the stage and knocking over the band.
Chen Wujun leaped after him, slapped Chen Zhonghong’s head, making stars burst in his eyes, then grabbed his neck like a kitten or puppy and jumped off the stage.
The people in the bar were all stunned by this scene.
Chen Zhonghong’s henchmen hadn’t reacted yet when seven or eight people stood from nearby seats, surrounding them.
In moments, Chen Wujun dragged Chen Zhonghong out the door and shoved him into the car.
