Madman!

Chapter 126: An Unexpected Invitation for Cooperation

Upon returning to the villa, Chen Wujun pushed open the door to a room where a haggard Nguyen Minh Kim was being held.

For a New Arts expert in the Harmonization Phase to look so wasted away while nursing heavy injuries and with his life hanging by a thread, the mental toll was evidently severe.

Chen Wujun walked over to a chair on the side and sat down, looking Nguyen Minh Kim up and down without rushing to speak.

As time passed, Nguyen Minh Kim's heart sank lower and lower, the pressure mounting.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "How do you plan to deal with me?"

"I came here specifically to discuss that with you," Chen Wujun said with a smile.

"How much are you willing to spend to buy the lives of Nguyen Phuc Hung and Chen Zhonghong?"

"I imagine they are desperate to buy your life as well! But we are people of integrity. Our reputation is well-known; no one has ever complained about our credit. If we say we'll give you a way out, we will definitely give you a way out."

"However, if the price you offer isn't as high as theirs, then you can't blame me."

"By the way, I need to see this money within two days."Hearing Chen Wujun's words, Nguyen Minh Kim visibly exhaled in relief.

"Thirty-two million! They certainly can't produce that amount. That is the most I can scrape together right now."

Nguyen Minh Kim had considered this matter during the days he had been locked up here.

Upon hearing this number, Chen Wujun's blood pumped a few beats faster.

That was over thirty million!

An ordinary person wouldn't see even a fraction of that figure in a lifetime.

Even if he had to split the money with Shark Jiu, he would still walk away with over ten million. That was enough to buy a dozen units in a high-end community in North Port for his family to collect rent.

He wouldn't have to worry about affairs at home anymore.

Even if his younger brother, Chen Wuqi, didn't do well in his studies, he could just stay home and be a landlord.

"Thirty-two million to buy a life... Boss Nguyen is indeed very sincere. After all, as long as you have your life, you can always earn more money. But if your life is gone, no amount of money has anything to do with you anymore," Chen Wujun said with narrowed, smiling eyes.

He was actually quite satisfied with this price.

After all, even though Nguyen Minh Kim had been the boss of the Pingchuan Gang for so many years, he wouldn't have too much liquid cash on hand. Being able to gather this much in two days was already impressive.

However, he still continued to apply pressure to Nguyen Minh Kim.

Even if it was a stone, he had to squeeze a few more drops of oil out of it.

"How about this? I'll go see what your two Hall Masters have to say," Chen Wujun said, his smile unwavering.

"I just remembered another villa I can flip quickly—thirty-five million!" Nguyen Minh Kim gritted his teeth.

The last three million he added was money he had stashed with his mistress, intended for his youngest son.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but bring it out.

"You must keep your word!"

"I'll have someone come for you shortly." Chen Wujun turned and left the room with a grin, ordering his men to bring Chen Zhonghong and Nguyen Phuc Hung over while he sat on the sofa, crossing his legs.

'That fortune teller really knew his stuff. Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth... I've really raked it in on this trip.'

'No wonder Snake Aunt and Sister Shark Jiu hire him for Feng Shui whenever they open a shop.'

'I'll have to give him a big red envelope when I get back.'

Before long, Chen Zhonghong and the wheelchair-bound Nguyen Phuc Hung were brought in, their expressions filled with anxiety.

Chen Wujun looked the two of them over and said, "Don't say I didn't help you! Nguyen Minh Kim offered thirty-five million to buy your lives!"

"Right now, his arms and legs are broken, and who knows how many ribs are snapped? He's no different from a cripple and won't recover anytime soon. Since you two are fine, he doesn't feel safe."

"What do you say?"

The two men's faces changed drastically upon hearing Chen Wujun's words.

"Mr. Chen, we did everything you asked us to do earlier..." they pleaded.

"That's why I'm giving you a chance!" Chen Wujun smiled. "Nguyen Minh Kim put the money right in front of me. If I don't take it, I can't justify it to the others."

"If you want to blame someone, blame Nguyen Minh Kim for being so ruthless."

"I've given you the opportunity; the rest depends on you."

"It shouldn't be too hard to beat thirty-five million, right? You've been bosses for so many years; you must have some assets. If it's not enough, you can go borrow..."

"Money can be earned again, but if your life is gone, you have nothing."

"As long as Nguyen Minh Kim dies, you will be the bosses of the Pingchuan Gang..."

"However, I have a condition: I need to get the money within two days. Discuss it amongst yourselves." After speaking, Chen Wujun ignored their pleas and stood up to leave.

As he walked, he instructed Curry, "Take them to a room and let them discuss it themselves."

"Take Nguyen Minh Kim's subordinates to him. Follow them over the next two days and bring the money back."

At the very least, he would secure Nguyen Minh Kim's money first.

If these two could scrape together more and Nguyen Minh Kim failed to buy his life, he would finish off Nguyen Minh Kim and take two payments.

If the two couldn't scrape it together, he would take the one payment and finish off the two of them.

He could be considered a man of his word.

"Brother Jun, can they really alleviate thirty-five million?" Curry asked in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter if they can or can't. I won't lose either way," Chen Wujun laughed.

Actually, another thought had crossed his mind earlier: tell these two that Nguyen Minh Kim offered twenty million for their lives. They would most likely be able to gather that amount.

Then he could claim Nguyen Minh Kim offered more, turn around and kill them, and make an extra twenty million.

But thinking of the conversation between Shark Jiu and Master Xin that morning, and their duel, he felt it was beneath him to do that.

If one only plays with deceit and trickery, they will ultimately fall into mediocrity.

So, although he loved money and was short of it, he chose to use an open strategy and set the rules of the game.

Let them choose their own path.

...

Meanwhile, at a residence in West Embankment.

"Brother Elephant, the Xionglong Gang has confirmed it. Master Xin is dead, and so is Fat Nan." A henchman stood beside Elephant, whispering fearfully.

"Master Xin... is dead, huh... Was there any sign of Tall Guy or Guan Laosan?" Elephant's expression was full of deep meaning.

That meant Shark Jiu, that woman, had won.

Tsk tsk! She really is formidable!

"No sign of those two. Among the bodies found at the scene were two other Harmonization Phase experts. They were unfamiliar faces, likely Master Xin's men."

"Do we know who the killer is? Which bastard dared to kill the Dragon Head of our Hetu?"

"Ideally, there were six or seven people, all experts." The henchman whispered the information the Xionglong Gang had obtained from the Federal Police.

"Brother Elephant, what should we do?"

"Go back and select a new Dragon Head, then find the killer... what else can we do?" Elephant stretched his massive body, rising from the sofa and walking to the window to look down.

He said they would go back to select a new Dragon Head, but in reality, the new Dragon Head was already decided.

"Before that, we have to have someone bring Master Xin's body back and arrange a mourning hall and such."

"By the way, what is Shark Jiu's number?" Elephant took out his phone and tossed it to the henchman. "Send a text to Shark Jiu. Tell her Master Xin is dead and ask her what to do next."

"Tell Guan Laosan and Tall Guy as well."

...

Early the next morning, Chen Wujun practiced martial arts by the riverbank until seven o'clock. Then, he walked along the river to the wall from that day. His ears twitched, and he leaped up onto the top of the wall.

The other side was indeed empty.

Chen Wujun jumped down from the wall and walked unhurriedly toward the villa.

Walking into the backyard, he saw a young girl sitting on a chair, a pot of tea set on the table.

A fierce light flashed in Chen Wujun's eyes.

Two days ago, he hadn't wanted to create side issues because he had to deal with Master Xin, so he hadn't jumped down to beat her to death then.

But over the last two days, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

Now that Master Xin's matter was resolved and he was about to return to North Port, it was naturally time to settle this account.

That girl was Lin Yi's youngest daughter, Lin Baozhu. At this moment, the fine hairs on the back of her neck stood up, feeling as if she were being eyed by a massive tiger.

She turned her head and saw Chen Wujun walking over step by step, a fierce glint in his eyes.

'Such terrifying hostility!' Lin Baozhu was secretly alarmed. As she stood up, her hand made a gesture behind her back; if anything happened, her bodyguards would rush up immediately.

"I'm sorry. It was a misunderstanding before; I apologize!" Lin Baozhu said, her voice carrying a hint of softness as she sized up Chen Wujun.

He was indeed about the same age as her, but his face held none of the immaturity of their peers, only a fierce and ruthless aura.

He stood about five feet nine or ten inches tall. His physique possessed a turtle back and crane form, and his arms were exceptionally long.

He walked as if wading through mud, the soles of his feet gliding almost flat against the ground without making a sound.

"Take one punch from me, and we'll call the previous matter settled." Chen Wujun didn't slow his pace in the slightest.

"You are a young expert, proud and arrogant. I was rash that day. But why make a big fuss over such a small thing? We might have an opportunity to cooperate!"

Lin Baozhu spoke quickly:

"My family also wants to expand our business in North Port. You are from North Port, so you must be familiar with the local forces. Perhaps we can collaborate in this regard!"

Chen Wujun had originally intended to step forward with an Arching Hammer strike. If she didn't die, he would let the matter pass.

As for her apology, he didn't care about it at all.

He had grown up in the Walled City and only recognized fists.

However, Lin Baozhu's last two sentences finally moved his mind.

He had known for a while that the Walled City was both a shelter and a cage.

Outside gangs were already collaborating with people to develop real estate or do other businesses.

But for their Walled City forces, it was very difficult to step out.

The best choice was to cooperate and invest with others.

Shark Jiu invested together with Snake Aunt.

He had also thought about finding opportunities to cooperate with people, but his status hadn't been high enough before, and he hadn't had any chances.

Now that Master Xin was dead and Shark Jiu was ascending to the top, his status would rise with the tide.

Coupled with his current formidable strength, his confidence was full.

Hearing her words, he was instantly tempted.

Looking closely, she seemed quite pleasing to the eye.

An oval face, phoenix eyes, an exquisite nose and lips, and fair skin. Combined with the air of a wealthy family, she stood out more than those movie stars.

But she only 'seemed' pleasing.

Whether she was truly pleasing to the eye would depend on what she said next.

Seeing him stop, Lin Baozhu revealed a faint, clean smile.

She extended her hand in a gesture of invitation:

"We shouldn't let a guest remain standing. Shall we sit and talk?"

Regardless of whether the slaughter on the road to Tan Son Nhat Airport yesterday was related to this person, his young age combined with his high skill and strong potential made him worth investing in.

After all, such a young expert couldn't have just popped out of a crack in a stone.