Third watch,

...

This counterattack needed to start as quickly as possible and be swift and decisive. Before Li Rui could get the message, before he could react, they would uproot this power, which also essentially belonged to Li Rui, once and for all.

Qin Fang always acted when he decided to act, and when he did, it was always with thunderous force. He wouldn't waste too much time at this moment.

"Feifei, you go back with them. I have some things to take care of and will be back soon..."

With that excuse, it was easy to persuade Tang Feifei and the other women to go back. Qin Fang's car was also driven back, while he himself was driven to Fang Feixue's place in Mouse Qiang's car.

...

"Ma Ye, Boss is crippled, we can't let this vengeance go unavenged! The brothers are all waiting for your word!"

Wang Hu and Zhang Dao were two of Eighth Elder's mighty lieutenants, both very skilled in combat. They were martial artists, and ordinary people were no match for them.

Eighth Elder had made it to his current position through sheer fearless ferocity, and these two had been with him right from the start, sharing a bond as strong as iron.

Yesterday, when Eighth Elder was trouble, neither of them was present. Otherwise, things would not have gone as smoothly for Chen Da and the others. These brothers would have fought recklessly to save Eighth Elder, and inevitably, blades would have drawn blood again.

It was precisely because of their strong bond and relationship that of Eighth Elder's underlings, most were commanded separately by these two. Each had a hundred men under him, usually managing their respective territories, and only coming together on big deals.

Like when Eighth Elder was crippled, these two brothers were instantly enraged, clamoring nonstop to severely punish the attacker, insisting that they wouldn't rest until the culprit was cut a thousand times over.

Under their incitement, suddenly over two hundred people responded, all under the command of Wang Hu and Zhang Dao, all thugs who would slash anyone blocking their way without hesitation for the sake of money.

As for Ma Ye, he wasn't particularly old, but clearly not young either, over forty, with a smile that made him look like a laughing Buddha, his small eyes almost invisible.

But everyone who followed Eighth Elder knew that their boss wasn't the one to fear; the truly terrifying one was Ma Ye, the strategist at Eighth Elder's side — essentially the Boss's advisor.

This guy was definitely the deceitful type, stabbing people in the back so sneakily that it would send chills down one's spine.

He was originally an aide by Li Rui's side, but when Li Rui needed someone to covertly control his power, he sent this trusted individual out to take charge. Eighth Elder had modest abilities and wasn't very smart, but he was easy to control. That's why he was put in charge. Nevertheless, Li Rui still placed Ma Ye, the old strategist, to oversee everything here secretly.

Like this recent smashing of Fang Feixue's place, although Eighth Elder knew about it, it was actually Ma Ye who was in charge. Otherwise, with Eighth Elder's personality, he would have led his men over directly for a frontal assault instead of employing guerrilla tactics that almost drove Mouse Qiang to the brink of collapse.

If the news of Qin Fang still being alive had come in time, Mouse Qiang would already have been unable to hold on.

But now, with the apparent Boss, Eighth Elder, being crippled, which also somewhat served as taking a blow for him, it was not easy for him to say no to revenge. At least, there was no concrete evidence to connect this event to Fang Feixue, so he had an excuse to stall.

"Hu, Dao, you guys need to think this through. Last night's incident may not have been done by them. If you act like this, the other side will not hold back anymore..."

Ma Ye was the kind of person who liked to plan thoroughly before acting. Whether it was his nature or his position, it was evident he wasn't too keen on them attacking Fang Feixue's side.

"So what are you saying, just let Boss get stabbed for nothing? His tendons in his hands and feet are all severed; even if he recovers, he's still a cripple. If we don't avenge this, do I even deserve the name Wang Hu..."

"Exactly, we must take revenge... If you refuse to give the order, we'll lead our men there ourselves!"

These two hot-headed lackbrains didn't care about anything else and began shouting loudly, drawing attention from many people and making Ma Ye's face darken, as he found it hard to save face.

"Goddammit, these brainless fools..."

However, faced with such a situation, even Ma Ye, who prided himself as a little Zhuge Liang, was at a loss. "If that's the case, Dao, Hu, each of you lead your men there... Remember, contain your anger. If things escalate, I won't be able to protect you!"

"Heh, we brothers understand! Don't worry... Brothers, let's go! Follow me to slash some people..."

Although these two brothers were not the smartest, they knew that Ma Ye's approval was essential. Otherwise, even if their mission was successful, they would most likely be chopped into pieces by people sent from above upon their return.

So, led by these two idiot brothers, a group of over two hundred people in more than a dozen vans charged towards Fang Feixue with great fanfare.

Of course, this was no trivial matter, and Ma Ye couldn't possibly keep it a secret. He immediately reported the situation to Li Rui. As Li Rui's confidant, he had the privilege to do so, or rather, he was trusted by Li Rui even more than Eighth Elder was. Just one look at the fresh scar on his face told you he was the one who had reported to Li Rui about Eighth Elder being chopped and the money being stolen that day.

After listening to Ma Ye's report, Li Rui simply said, "I got it," and hung up the phone without any further comment.

Ma Ye understood that this provocation initiated by two fools was also a test; Li Rui wanted to see the reaction from Tiger's side, to prepare for subsequent actions.

The Eighth Elder incident had become a fuse, a catalyst that could lead to a major reshuffling of Ninghai Underground forces at any moment, and now it had been lit. It was only a matter of seeing how things would unfold.

It was now nightfall, and due to the recent events, business at Fang Feixue was practically non-existent. Although not yet closed down, it was likely not far off.

But today was different. Not only was the place wide open for business, there was even a table full of people in the empty hall enjoying their drinks with great delight.

Who was there?

As the host, Qin Fang was, of course, indispensable; Tang Cheng, Ning Weiqiang, and even Ye Xiang, the son of the newly appointed secretary of the Municipal Political and Legal Committee, had joined in, followed by Qin Shouxiong, who trusted Qin Fang the most.

As for Chu Yunxuan, she was originally going to come too, but Qin Fang didn't want her to witness any bloodshed, so after dinner, he temporarily arranged for her to stay in a hotel.

None at this table were ordinary folks; either they were powerful in strength, or they had formidable backgrounds. If those gangsters dared to cause trouble here, they could make a call and have a large cavalry come to their aid in no time.

But surely, they wouldn't do that today. Wei Suo had been monitoring the movements of Eighth Elder's men all along. When Wang Hu and Zhang Dao led their men to make their move, Qin Fang was already informed, and he even asked Tang Cheng and the others to stay for drinks. He even instructed Ye Xiang to inform the nearby police station in advance to ignore anything that happened that night…

Qin Fang was ready to make a move, and it would surely be a forceful one. It would not lead to deaths, but injuries and disabilities were inevitable.

These gangsters were not worth killing, but they were all a menace, often bullying the good and fleecing the people. Without a lesson, they would never realize there were those in the world who could deal with them.

Squeak~~~

Just as Qin Fang and his company were really enjoying their drinks, a series of sharp and urgent brake sounds rang out in front of Fang Feixue, followed by the sight of more than a dozen vans completely barricading the entrance to Fang Feixue.

Well, well, more than a dozen vehicles disgorged over a hundred people, all of whom very obviously were up to no good. Many had weapons in hand, things like regular wooden sticks, nunchakus, steel pipes, baseball bats, and a few even carried watermelon knives, albeit a bit more discreetly…

This sight made it clear that the visitors had ill intentions. Who has ever seen people coming to eat and block the entrance with so many weapons in hand?

"Yo, that was quick… Everyone, continue to enjoy your meal and drinks; I'll be right back…"

Qin Fang merely glanced outside with contempt and calmly said that before excusing himself and standing up to walk towards the front door, followed by Qin Shouxiong, who had no other ideas but to follow Qin Fang's lead.

"Motherf*cker, brothers, smash it up for me, leave nothing intact. If I find something unsmashed, you'll see how I deal with you…"

No sooner had Qin Fang stepped out of the entrance to Fang Feixue than he heard the leader, Wang Hu, shouting at the top of his voice, his lackeys echoing him in a display of some spirit, though in reality they were nothing more than a rabble.

"Stop! Whoever dares to raise a hand, I'll cripple him first…"

Just as these lackeys were about to start smashing with the weapons in their hands, Qin Fang stood alone in front of them and shouted loudly, instantly frightening everyone on the opposing side.

They all stared at Qin Fang with very odd looks, creating a peculiar scene.

On one side was the huge array of over a hundred men; on the other, there was only the solitary figure of Qin Fang—a contrast that couldn't be more stark…

"Who the hell are you? Daring to block my path, I'll chop you to death…"

Wang Hu was the kind of guy who wasn't the brightest, relying on his brute strength to bully others and never taking conscience into account. When he was about to chop someone, the victims were either begging for mercy, crying, or trying to flee for their lives. Hardly ever did someone stand up to him so defiantly.

"Chop me to death? Afraid you don't have the guts…"

Upon hearing this, Qin Fang was not angered but rather seemed quite pleased, which was truly baffling to onlookers. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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