Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 295 Iron Head

But to everyone’s shock, the bald man fiercely stretched his neck, completely unscathed, sneering at Secretary Wang, the knife scar on his face wriggling like a red earthworm.

Just as Secretary Wang was momentarily stunned, the bald man threw a punch as fast as lightning, hitting Secretary Wang heavily on the shoulder, sending him flying straight away, landing at President Qiao’s feet.

This punch was powerful, making Secretary Wang hug his arm, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, leaving one of his hands completely immobile.

The bodyguards were successively knocked to the ground. President Qiao and President Huang were not panicked; Xu Xiangbei was sitting beside them, and they had witnessed Xu Xiangbei’s skills.

President Qiao shouted coldly: "What exactly do you want? Attacking people as soon as you arrive, do we have a grudge with you?"

President Huang let out a cold laugh: "Call your boss Peng Zhenglai over here, tell him, I am Huang Qinghai."

As soon as President Huang finished speaking, laughter sounded from outside the door, a middle-aged man walked in, slightly over fifty, tall and thin, wearing a blue Versace suit vest, with a three-inch-long goatee on his chin, black tinged with white.

He held a cigar in his hand, gently lighting it.

Xu Xiangbei squinted, having expected Boss Peng to be imposing and robust, yet he was a thin old man.

Boss Peng took a puff of his cigar, smiling as he said: "Iron Head, stand aside, don’t be impolite to President Huang. President Huang, President Qiao actually gracing my humble shop, it is quite an honor for me."

President Huang looked disgusted and resentful, wiping his hands with a tissue: "I really didn’t want to come to your filthy place. After so many years of not visiting, you treat me like this?"

The bodyguards who were electrocuted to the ground gradually got up, glaring angrily at Boss Peng’s group, the atmosphere in the room was tense and awkward.

Boss Peng didn’t care about President Huang’s disdain, pointed at Xu Xiangbei and said: "I didn’t know you were in this private room, I came for him."

Seeing Boss Peng point at Xu Xiangbei, President Huang then understood, looked at Xu Xiangbei: "Dr. Xu is my friend, what conflict do you have with him?"

Xu Xiangbei sat calmly on the sofa, swirled the amber XO in his glass, took a gentle sip, ignored Boss Peng, arousing hostility in Iron Head’s gang who glared viciously.

Seeing Xu Xiangbei surrounded but still calm, Boss Peng assumed Xu Xiangbei was being bold under President Huang’s protection, his expression turned grim.

"He injured my men, I want to keep him here, President Huang, can you give me some face?"

President Huang chuckled: "Even if I agree, you might not be able to keep him."

Boss Peng glanced contemptuously at Xu Xiangbei: "Kid, do you think with President Huang backing you, I don’t dare to detain you? You’ve miscalculated."

As soon as he said this, President Huang’s expression changed, clearly angered.

Xu Xiangbei smiled and said: "I’m not relying on them, this matter is unrelated to them, it’s just a coincidence we’re meeting here. What must I do for you to let go of the Zhou father and son?"

Boss Peng’s tone was firm: "There’s nothing to discuss, the only way is to return the Emperor’s Pavilion storefront to me."

Xu Xiangbei toyed with the glass in his hand, his tone calm but carrying a hint of menace: "So there’s nothing to talk about? Only resort to violence? It seems, I can only knock you all down here."

As soon as Xu Xiangbei spoke, apart from President Huang’s group who knew Xu Xiangbei’s capabilities, the rest of Boss Peng’s men all laughed.

Iron Head laughed the loudest, his expression the most repulsive: "Haha, what a joke, I think you’re suited to be a clown with President Huang, go to him, it’s the perfect fit to act as a clown."

President Huang’s gaze grew increasingly sinister, glancing at Xu Xiangbei, he squinted his eyes, sensing Xu Xiangbei might take action.

Xu Xiangbei sipped his drink lightly, a cold smile tugged at his lips: "You don’t believe me?"

Suddenly, Xu Xiangbei moved, from quietly sitting on the sofa in an instant, he arrived in front of Iron Head.

Iron Head only saw a flicker before Xu Xiangbei was standing in front of him, he lifted his knee heavily to strike Xu Xiangbei, but before his knee could hit Xu Xiangbei, Xu Xiangbei had already pressed a finger onto his chest.

Poof, a sound like steam leaking filled the room, Iron Head let out a miserable cry, clutching his chest, retreating several steps, veins bulging on his forehead in pain, his face twitching.

Xu Xiangbei mocked: "Your head is hard, but your body isn’t, even if your muscles are hard enough, can they be harder than Jason’s?"

Hearing Xu Xiangbei mention Jason, Boss Peng’s eyes lit up, an astonished look on his face: "Kid, you’re the one in the video, the one who fought Boxing King Jason a few days ago."

Xu Xiangbei raised an eyebrow, not denying it, turns out Boss Peng enjoyed watching live streams, from his pale complexion it was evident he didn’t go outdoors often, usually sitting in front of a computer.

Boss Peng saw the life-and-death contract on the table, picked it up, glanced it over briefly, noticed Xu Xiangbei’s signature, realizing when they barged in, Xu Xiangbei had already signed it.

Boss Peng looked at President Huang, puzzled: "Who signed this life-and-death contract, who is Xu Xiangbei?"

President Huang gestured towards Xu Xiangbei: "That’s him, Dr. Xu Xiangbei."

President Qiao leaned forward to glance at the life-and-death contract. Their attention had been fully captured by Boss Peng, not noticing Xu Xiangbei had signed it.

"Oh, the contract’s been signed already?"

Xu Xiangbei smiled: "It’s signed."

President Qiao took the life-and-death contract from Boss Peng’s hand, looked through it briefly, exchanged glances with President Huang, nodded slightly, and his previously sullen face showed a hint of a smile.

"Secretary Wang, keep the contract secured, we’ve handled our business, let’s get ready to leave."

Secretary Wang rubbed his shoulder where he was struck, with a face full of endurance, stashed the contract into the briefcase.

Xu Xiangbei smiled at President Huang and his group: "President Huang, my issue with Boss Peng, we will resolve it ourselves, you and President Qiao have nothing to do with it, you can leave."

President Huang seemed as if he wanted to say something, but instead turned his eyes and changed his mind, affectionately patted Xu Xiangbei’s shoulder: "Then I won’t keep you company, don’t overdo it, save your strength, you have quite a battle coming up in a few days, don’t let minor matters delay the timing."

Xu Xiangbei smiled faintly: "Don’t worry, President Huang, I’ll be there on time."

President Huang and his entourage left the room, leaving Xu Xiangbei and Boss Peng’s group, the room instantly felt much more spacious.

Seeing President Huang’s group leave, Iron Head’s scar on his face began to wriggle again, wanting revenge for that finger, sneered: "Kid, now you’re doomed, you’re all alone, today I’ll make sure you lie down here."