Madman!

Chapter 118: A Natural Talent

In a villa within West Embankment, Nguyen Minh Kim sat on the sofa clad in a bathrobe, holding a wine glass in high spirits.

"I never expected this connection to seek me out on its own! What a golden opportunity."

"The most important thing is the stable supply of Magnetic Field Crystals, and at a price of only five thousand..."

The money wasn't the priority; controlling the channel was. With this supply line, others wouldn't dare touch him easily, and he could cultivate New Arts experts.

The reason those mongrels in the Xionglong Gang could establish a foothold in West Embankment and become one of the major gangs was precisely because they could access Magnetic Field Crystals.

Now that the Xionglong Gang had angered that supplier and the other party had come to him... this was simply a gift from the heavens.

When the time came, he would certainly have to share with Beihe and Nanjin, but even so, the amount of crystals he could secure would be far greater than before.

Once he had trained a few experts, he would swallow the Xionglong Gang whole. Then, he might even be able to wrestle for dominance with Beihe.

The Pingchuan Gang had been in decline these past years, its territory gradually eroded. He finally saw a chance to return to being the number one gang in West Embankment.

At this moment, Nguyen Minh Kim was fully committed to doing whatever the other party asked, specifically using the police to strike at those Huayan people.As for the conflicts between those Huayan groups, he had absolutely no interest.

While he was lost in his ambitious reverie, he had no idea that his three subordinate leaders had already been wiped out by Chen Wujun.

...

Inside the karaoke bar, Chen Wujun had his foot planted on Chen Zhonghong.

directly in front of Chen Zhonghong's face lay the limp, paralyzed body of Chen Jinyong. A black-market doctor, trembling uncontrollably, was bandaging him.

As for his limbs, they were beyond saving.

Chen Wujun only required the doctor to keep him alive.

"I'll give you two paths: work for me, or end up like him, crawling outside like a maggot for the rest of your life, stepped on by anyone who passes by," Chen Wujun said, his voice dripping with cruelty and malice.

"I'll work for you!" Chen Zhonghong's forehead was drenched in sweat, his eyes filled with terror.

Especially with the wretched state of Chen Jinyong right before his eyes.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Where is Nguyen Minh Kim?"

"I know where he is. Give me my phone!" Chen Zhonghong said quickly.

"Trying to play tricks?" Chen Wujun applied a little more pressure with his foot.

"No, I'm not playing tricks. I have a man near him. If I just send a text message..." Sweat poured even more freely from Chen Zhonghong's forehead.

Hearing this, Chen Wujun grinned, mocking him:

"Planting a mole next to your boss? You really were born with a traitor's bones! You Luoyue people truly have no sense of honor!"

"But it doesn't matter. I appreciate that about you!"

Chen Wujun tossed Chen Zhonghong's phone to Fa Zai.

"You dictate, he types."

"Just say... looking for some fun, introducing a place... send it to..." Chen Zhonghong quickly rattled off a phone number.

Five minutes later, Chen Zhonghong's phone received a reply. Fa Zai read it aloud as he looked at the screen:

"The newly opened Big Tycoon Nightclub in Th? Thiêm."

"He's at his villa in Th? Thiêm. It's a new purchase, not many people know about it..." Chen Zhonghong immediately added, speaking rapidly.

"What is the address?" Chen Wujun's interest was piqued.

Shark Jiu's hideout was also in the Th? Thiêm District. It was a newly developed area where many tycoons bought villas.

He hadn't expected Nguyen Minh Kim to be there as well.

"What is Nguyen Minh Kim's strengthen like? What martial arts does he specialize in? He's a New Arts expert; does he have any mutations?" Chen Wujun asked further.

"Boss... although he is a New Arts expert, he also specializes in the Qi Observation Way, particularly the Tiger Form... As for mutations, he shouldn't have any..." Chen Zhonghong spilled everything he knew.

"Tiger Form..." Chen Wujun smiled playfully.

The styles he feared least were Tiger Form and Snake Form.

Having obtained the address, Chen Wujun went out to find Nguyen Phuc Hung. "Do you know about Nguyen Minh Kim's villa in Th? Thiêm?"

"I heard he bought a new villa, address is in Th? Thiêm... I don't know the specific location..."

Nguyen Phuc Hung answered quickly. Seeing Chen Wujun narrow his eyes, he explained in a panic:

"Mr. Chen, I really don't know exactly where his villa is in Th? Thiêm."

"It's fine, I believe you truly don't know!" Chen Wujun smiled and patted Nguyen Phuc Hung on the shoulder.

Nguyen Phuc Hung felt as if he had been granted a great amnesty; surprisingly, a trace of gratitude inexplicably rose in his heart.

Chen Wujun keenly perceived this subtle shift, his mind turning with interest:

'After high-pressure terror, offering a tiny shred of kindness causes gratitude to swell in the heart. This is actually a great way to control people.'

'It isn't just the carrot and the stick. It is about spiritually destroying a person, then using a sliver of kindness to easily seize control... The preceding fear makes that kindness seem infinitely precious...'

Although he had never studied psychology, Chen Wujun understood this principle as if by instinct. He felt he had mastered a new piece of knowledge and decided to experiment with it more in the future.

"Have your men investigate someone. He goes by 'Blackie.' He previously scouted and recruited over a hundred people to hack up a group of tourists..." Chen Wujun suddenly remembered a loose end and gave the order.

"I want to see him tonight!"

"Also, get me clear information on Nanjin, including where his subordinates operate."

Finding people still relied on these local snakes.

"And keep your men in line. If they cause problems, I'm coming for you."

After sending Nguyen Phuc Hung to organize the search for Blackie, Chen Wujun sat on the sofa, took out his phone, and called Shark Jiu.

"I've found Nguyen Minh Kim's location. They shouldn't dare lie to me. I'm going to grab him in a bit."

"I'll leave this matter to you. I trust your ability." Shark Jiu's voice came from the other end of the line, accompanied by the sound of wind.

After hanging up, Chen Wujun called Cun Bao.

A moment later, Cun Bao entered from outside with seven or eight subordinates.

"You've handled everything here. What do you need me to do?" Cun Bao felt somewhat bitter as he spoke.

A year ago, Chen Wujun was just a rookie, yet now Cun Bao felt like he had become redundant.

However, he also knew clearly that Chen Wujun's background and potential far exceeded his own.

Although he was unwilling to accept it, Chen Wujun had practiced martial arts for only a year, yet his strength was already far superior.

Moreover, Chen Wujun's mental maturity had grown as rapidly as his kung fu—fast enough to be terrifying.

"Cun Bao, keep an eye on things here. I've instructed Nguyen Phuc Hung to do some things; he shouldn't dare betray us, but stay alert. Also, watch Chen Jinyong—don't let him die."

"I'm going out to handle some business."

"I'll watch this place, don't worry." Cun Bao nodded. When he entered earlier, he had seen the expressions of those Luoyue people; they were filled with terror.

It was as if their courage had been completely shattered.

He didn't know what Chen Wujun had done to scare them like that.

Chen Wujun had already settled everything here. If Cun Bao couldn't even hold the fort, he would have lived in vain and might as well find a wall to crash into and die.

...

Shark Jiu hung up the phone, a smile gracing her face.

Little Sixteen was growing faster than she had imagined.

He was already capable of standing on his own so quickly.

She really hadn't misjudged him back then.

Bold but cautious.

Her gaze then drifted downward to the streets where countless neon lights illuminated the most prosperous area of West Embankment.

Dozens of men holding blades were retreating constantly.

A massive man stomped his foot and launched himself into the crowd like a human cannonball. Anyone he collided with was sent flying, their bones shattered and tendons snapped.

This man was over two meters tall, rampaging like a human tank. It was none other than Elephant.

In the next second, the massive man's body suddenly twisted indiscriminately.

Simultaneously, the bang of a gunshot rang out from below.

Gunshots continued to ring out as a middle-aged man retreated in panic, firing as he went.

However, the moment his gun aimed, the massive man anticipated it. With every pull of the trigger, Elephant shifted his position, causing every bullet to miss.

In the next beat, Elephant was right in front of him, his large hand descending with violently furious power.

Bang!

The middle-aged man's head was slapped down into his chest cavity.

"Elephant..." Shark Jiu's gaze penetrated the distance of over a hundred meters. Elephant seemed to sense something, suddenly looking up toward Shark Jiu's position, but the rooftop was already empty.

...

meanwhile, three sedans were heading toward Th? Thiêm District.

Several police cars approaching from the opposite direction made the driver a little nervous, but the police cruisers merely passed by, speeding off in another direction.

Chen Wujun sat in the back seat with his legs crossed, his expression unchanged.

Forty minutes later, the three sedans stopped near a large compound close to the riverbank.

With the sound of car doors opening, seven or eight people stepped out.

Chen Wujun glanced around the vicinity; it looked somewhat familiar.

thinking carefully, this place was less than a kilometer from the villa where Shark Jiu was staying.

"That villa ahead is the place... He usually has six bodyguards around him, all New Arts martial artists..." Chen Zhonghong said from the side.