Madman!

Chapter 104: Humiliated

The next day, Chen Wujun told his henchmen to wait downstairs while he went up to Shark Jiu's apartment. She opened the door wearing sweatpants and a midriff-baring sports tank top, her abdominal muscles clearly defined.

Shark Jiu's waist wasn't slender like that of an average woman, nor was it as thick and blocky as Chen Wujun's.

It possessed a certain softness yet retained tremendous explosive power.

"Senior Sister."

"Huh?" Shark Jiu looked him up and down, then suddenly jabbed a finger toward his chest.

Chen Wujun knew she was testing him. The fine hairs on his body stood on end instinctively. He raised a hand to block, and Shark Jiu seized the momentum to grab his arm and shake it.

"Not bad. You've actually reached Qi Refining." Shark Jiu's eyes lit up.

The moment she made contact, she felt his muscles react to the stimulus with an automatic defense. She immediately knew he had entered the Qi Refining stage.

"It's just Qi Refining. With a little time and effort, anyone can break through," Chen Wujun said with a grin.

Although he had actually expended a great deal of effort—even beating a master like Harris to death in the process—he had to act nonchalant about it."Breaking through to Qi Refining at a time like this is good news." Shark Jiu smiled and turned to walk back into the room.

"I heard you were targeted for assassination again yesterday?"

"Yeah, a woman posing as a nurse tried to kill me..." Chen Wujun replied.

"The assassin was from Shengsha. 'Born to Kill'—the most brutal gang among the Luoyue People, as I told you before. Wen Long and Fire Dragon put up one million for your life." Shark Jiu opened the fridge, tossed a soda to Chen Wujun, then grabbed a bottle of milk for herself and sat on the sofa.

"One million? That's it? Even that piece of trash Ji Xiang was worth eight million," Chen Wujun said playfully.

He had long guessed that Wen Long and Fire Dragon were the ones buying the hit, but hearing the confirmation still made him irrationally angry.

They only spent one million to buy his life?

He felt insulted.

He made up his mind: first, find his master to learn the kung fu for stimulating muscles and internal organs, and then go beat them to death!

"Master Xin sent this intels. He told you to be careful," Shark Jiu said unhurriedly.

"The old geezer wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, huh?" Chen Wujun understood immediately.

But even knowing Master Xin's intent to remain neutral and profit from the chaos, he still had to retaliate.

"As long as you're aware of it. I can feel the old man is getting restless; he'll likely make a move before long. So, don't stir up trouble in the meantime. The situation could change at any moment," Shark Jiu warned.

As she spoke, Shark Jiu revealed her sharp teeth, a look of eager anticipation on her face.

Although there was no surface issue with Chen Wujun beating Ji Xiang to death, Master Xin definitely knew she was involved. He just couldn't bring it up openly within the company.

There would definitely be moves made in the shadows...

Although she wasn't fully prepared... nothing in this world ever was.

Hearing this and seeing Shark Jiu's expression, Chen Wujun felt his blood begin to surge. Excitement built in his chest.

He had been feeling constrained lately. With Lidong outside and the internal power struggles with Master Xin, he was trapped in this tiny Walled City.

From a certain perspective, the Walled City was a prison.

As long as they took out Master Xin, then eliminated Lidong, they could expand outward.

Besides, if his Senior Sister didn't rise to the top, how could he?

"Senior Sister, are you confident?" Chen Wujun asked with a grin.

He had intended to mention that he had a few guns and thirty-six rounds of ammunition.

But on second thought, guns were useless against true experts.

You have to aim and pull the trigger to shoot someone.

High-level experts possessed extremely keen senses and agile movements. Before you could even take aim, they would sense it and dodge.

Leaving aside Master Xin or Shark Jiu, it wouldn't be easy to hit even him with a gun.

Unless the shooter was a top-tier expert like Harris who had undergone years of specialized training.

"I have some confidence. But nothing is guaranteed in this world, is it? Dealing with that old guy won't be easy." Shark Jiu smiled.

She wasn't afraid of Master Xin personally. As she said, he was old.

He had been injured for years without recovery. Even if he retained some of his skill, he wasn't necessarily stronger than her.

Her kung fu had reached the Transformation Realm long ago. If she had truly gone all out that day, Wen Long wouldn't have had a chance to flee; she would have killed him with a single palm strike.

The only thing to be wary of was what that old veteran Master Xin had hidden up his sleeve.

Whether it was manpower or other resources.

Additionally, she had to keep an eye on Elephant, Tall Guy, and Guan Laosan.

However, she had helpers, too.

Although Wujun's strength was still slightly lacking, there was Snake Aunt, as well as two senior brothers who engaged in high-stakes "Big Tea Rice" crimes. They could all lend a hand at the critical moment.

The only problem was the Magnetic Field Crystal smuggling route in Master Xin's possession. That route was the most valuable asset he held.

The crystal smuggling channel represented not just astronomical annual profits, but also leverage and influence.

Shark Jiu had originally planned to investigate and map out the route before making her move.

But after investigating for a long time with no results, she wasn't prepared to wait any longer.

Chen Wujun stayed at Shark Jiu's place until noon. He went downstairs to buy some dishes, and after they ate, he headed to the Hetu Martial Arts Hall.

"Brother Jun!" The disciples in the martial arts hall looked excited when they saw him.

The Hetu Martial Arts Hall was the talent nursery for Hetu. Many students came from decent families within the Walled City and hadn't formally joined the gang, but they were very familiar with the members.

After all, one couldn't do anything in the Walled City without dealing with the gangs.

"Mantis, Ah Yong!" Fa Zai called out, greeting two tall, muscular young men.

"Didn't you say you wanted to follow Brother Jun..." Fa Zai winked at them.

"Brother Jun, we want to be with you," the two immediately said respectfully.

"Follow me to do what? Chop people up? Do you have the guts?" Chen Wujun responded casually, looking them up and down. Both were New Arts martial artists at the Induction Phase. Their strength was inferior to Fa Zai's, but it looked like they weren't far from the Initial Construction Phase.

"We definitely have the guts, Brother Jun. We'll do anything." Mantis had a sturdy build but an inverted triangle face with a broad forehead and a pointed chin, making him look thin, hence the nickname.

"Follow Fa Zai for now," Chen Wujun said as he walked upstairs.

The two nudged Fa Zai, grinning playfully. "We have to call you Brother Fa now."

Chen Wujun went upstairs to the punch force testing machine. He had his men clear the area, then stomped his foot and punched the target. The cold blue numbers flashed rapidly before stopping at 732.

Chen Wujun had only used his normal power for this punch, without charging up.

Before his duel with Yu Wei, his uncharged punch had been around 658 kilograms.

In just a few months, his punch force had increased by another 75 kilograms.

He estimated that if he gathered his strength now, it should be between 825 and 850 kilograms.

Then, Chen Wujun's spine snapped straight, and the muscles on his back undulating like waves. Power rose from the soles of his feet to his waist, pushed along his spinal dragon and back muscles, and finally surged into his limbs.

Bam!

The cold blue numbers jumped frantically, shooting past 950 before finally settling at 962.

'As expected, using Dragon Force increases my strength by about one-third,' Chen Wujun thought to himself.

Fa Zai, Mantis, Ah Yong, and the other henchmen all looked shocked.

"Brother Jun, 962 kilograms!"

One had to realize that a Resonance Phase martial artist with over 40% Enhancement Reconstruction generally only had a punch force of 650 or 700 kilograms.

Yu Wei, a military elite, only hit around 750 kilograms.

Even for martial artists in the Harmonization Phase, physical strength didn't increase much compared to the Resonance Phase. The improvement was mostly in the five senses and reaction speed, where the gap was massive.

Yet Chen Wujun's punch had reached 962 kilograms.

Although punch force didn't represent overall combat ability, Chen Wujun was already famous for his fighting skills. Despite practicing Old Arts, his physical strength was actually greater than that of New Arts martial artists.

"Not bad. I haven't gotten rusty from staying in the hospital recently," Chen Wujun said with a smile. "Alright, as long as you guys know. If I hear about this outside..."

"Don't worry, Brother Jun. We definitely won't blab."

He threw a casual punch at the target, dropping the number to the 400s, before taking his men and leaving.

He had only given a casual warning. Even if people found out, it didn't really matter.

Harris's strength wouldn't have been lower than this number, and his speed was twice as fast, yet hadn't he still been beaten to death?

When experts fought, punch force was only one aspect. Technique, experience, and reaction speed played a much larger role.

And the most important thing was having a brain.

Arriving at the gambling den, Chen Wujun called for Ah Fei. "Did that woman talk?"

"She did. I didn't have time to tell you before you got here, Brother Jun," Ah Fei said immediately.

"Was it Shengsha?" Chen Wujun asked.

"You knew, Brother Jun?" Ah Fei was surprised.

"I could figure it out with my ass. Of the three major Luoyue gangs, Shengsha is the most suspicious," Chen Wujun scoffed.

"But she didn't say who the mastermind was..."

"I know who it is. Dump the body in Shengsha's territory." Chen Wujun waved his hand.

Although Shark Jiu had told him not to cause trouble... the Luoyue people had provoked him right to his face, sending two waves of assassins. He was just returning the body; how could that count as causing trouble?

That didn't even count as courtesy.

At the very least, he was letting her be laid to rest. The Luoyue people ought to thank him.

...

Tongzhou Street Pier and Qinzhou Street were major areas of activity for the Luoyue People. The pier was full of Luoyue fishermen, while Qinzhou Street was lined with brothels.

The Qinzhou Street Temporary Playground was actually an open-air market where large numbers of Luoyue people set up stalls every day at 4:00 PM.

There were stalls selling beef rice noodles, the soup stock made from leftover beef bones collected from restaurants.

In a container truck that looked ready to fall apart at any moment, a black-market clinic operated. Unlicensed doctors poured penicillin into mineral water bottles to inject poor patients suffering from tuberculosis.

On the side, tin foil and alcohol lamps were laid out for addicts to "chase the dragon."

It was the same poverty, the same chaos, and the same lawlessness.

Or rather, every slum was much the same.

A van sped toward the empty ground by the playground, almost hitting pedestrians. Several skeletal Luoyue men looked on with fierce glints in their eyes.

Greed, malice, and cruelty were all visible in their gaze.

The van drifted around, the side door slid open, and a numb burlap sack was tossed out before the vehicle sped away.

Several gaunt Luoyue men rushed over to open the sack, only to find a blood-soaked corpse inside.

The Luoyue people instantly panicked.

The body in the sack was quickly collected and, a short while later, delivered to an underground factory.

A tall, middle-aged man knelt beside the bloody corpse. With a twisted expression and eyes filled with madness, he gently closed the woman's eyes.

"Ah Xiang..."

The man was named Nguyen Van Son, one of the leaders of Shengsha. The corpse on the ground was his younger brother.

And also his lover!

When Ah Xiang hadn't returned earlier, he had already guessed this outcome.

But seeing the body with his own eyes still felt like a knife twisting in his heart.