Madman!

Chapter 74: Profiled by the Special Department

As Yu Wei hung limply over the wire ropes like a tattered sack, a dead silence fell over the arena.

Then, the curses erupted.

Betting slips rained down like confetti.

Chen Wujun stood in the center of the ring, his body speckled with blood. He slowly looked around, taking in the towering figures and furious faces that surrounded him.

He spotted Wen Long, whose face was ashen with rage, staring at him with cold, venomous eyes.

Then there were the private rooms on the second floor, where silhouettes shifted behind the windows—the wealthy elites of East District 9.

Chen Wujun extended his thumb, then slowly turned it downward. He grinned, revealing a cruel smile brimming with savage ferocity.

Many hearts skipped a beat at the sight of that smile, followed immediately by an even louder wave of furious curses.

"Damn, this kid is unhinged!" Mad Dog spat, dropping back onto the sofa in annoyance.

Chen Wujun met the surrounding gazes with blatant provocation. He clenched his fists and thrust his hips forward twice.'Do you all know who I am now?'

Then, laughing maniacally, he leaped off the ring and strutted back to the changing room with his head held high.

"Brother Jun, that was incredible! You were a beast!" Ah Fei and his men rushed over to surround Chen Wujun, excitement written all over their faces.

They had been anxious before the fight.

After all, that was Yu Wei—the fiercest fighter under Wen Long.

If Chen Wujun had lost, he would have certainly died in the ring, and the gambling dens and territories they had seized would have to be returned.

No one expected Chen Wujun to meet Yu Wei head-on with such aggression, slaughtering Wen Long's most vicious dog right there on the platform.

The match had left Ah Fei and the others with their blood boiling in excitement.

At this moment, the announcer declared, "The winner of this duel is Hetu's Chen Wujun!"

"Both sides accept the result. Lidong shall yield the agreed territories to Hetu, with the handover to be completed within three days. The dispute between Hetu and Lidong ends here..."

"Yu Wei, that useless trash!"

"Wen Long is garbage, and Yu Wei was garbage too!"

"Did that kid just provoke us? Did he just taunt us? Damn it, so arrogant... does he really dare to provoke so many people?"

One by one, New Arts experts with imposing physiques and auras jumped down from the shipping containers, cursing as they shoved their hands in their pockets and led their men away.

The subordinates following them were equally muscular, their bodies radiating an aura of raw power.

Shark Jiu smiled as she watched Wen Long and the other Five Dragon Generals on the opposite container.

Wen Long stood up with a dark expression and led his people away.

Fire Dragon Ah Huo chewed his gum, watching Wen Long leave with indifference. Suddenly remembering something, he asked his subordinate, "By the way, where is the lost territory being taken from? Wen Long's remaining turf is scattered across various streets. Where are they going to find half a street to give them?"

"Brother Huo, it's yours!" the subordinate reminded him expressionlessly.

Ah Huo looked even more confused and shot up from the container. "Fuck! He's the one who fought the duel. Why did I lose my turf?"

"Brother Huo... the Dragon Head told you... the gang and Wen Long... Brother Wen Long would compensate you through business deals..." the subordinate reminded him in a whisper.

Not only had he been told, but he had been told twice.

At the time, he had even had someone calculate it, concluding that the deal wasn't a loss.

"Really? Why don't I remember? Are you lying to me?" Ah Huo looked annoyed and slapped the subordinate on the back of the head.

"During that meeting, you agreed to it right there..." the subordinate said cautiously, thinking to himself that Brother Huo's memory was getting worse...

Ah Huo sat there, his expression shifting as he pondered something.

After a long while, he snorted coldly, stood up, and kicked the nearby coffee table, sending it flying. He jumped off the container and swaggered away with his men.

Shark Jiu watched most of the crowd disperse before jumping down from the container with Karen and heading toward the changing room.

At the entrance, she saw Cun Bao and Ah Hao leaning against the wall, smoking and grinning from ear to ear.

"Smiling so happily... how much did you bet?" Shark Jiu asked with a smile.

"Eight hundred thousand! I even borrowed money to bet on Ah Jun winning!" Ah Hao declared righteously.

"One and a half million," Cun Bao said breezily.

"Where did you get that kind of money?" Ah Hao looked stunned; he had assumed Cun Bao was in the same boat as him.

'We're all good brothers, so why are you so rich?'

Moreover, Ah Hao's territory was the gambling dens, which were supposed to be the most lucrative.

"I don't make investments. If you don't invest, you don't lose money..." Cun Bao glanced at him.

"Fuck!" Ah Hao exclaimed, suddenly embarrassed and angry.

Shark Jiu entered the changing room and found Chen Wujun wearing shorts and leaning back in a chair. The blood on his body had been wiped clean, but the ferocious aura on his face had not yet dissipated.

"Good fight. I thought it would be more difficult!" Shark Jiu smiled.

She had even arranged for a few women to drain Yu Wei's stamina beforehand, but it turned out they weren't needed at all.

"After this fight, your name will spread throughout the underworld of East District 9. You're a real somebody in North Port now."

Hearing this, Chen Wujun grinned. He liked the sound of that.

"If you've rested enough, get dressed and let's go. Tonight is on me!" Shark Jiu was in high spirits; she had made eighteen million from this.

"What's the plan?" Chen Wujun asked.

"First, late-night supper, then how about KTV? I'll find you some pretty girls to help you relax properly!"

"Is it safe?" Chen Wujun did indeed need to relax.

Besides... he had never been to a KTV before.

"They have regular health checkups, so of course it's safe."

"Senior Sister, how do you know that?" Chen Wujun looked suspicious.

"Because I invested in it!" Shark Jiu laughed heartily.

"I'll introduce someone to you later."

Chen Wujun sat for a moment longer, then changed into dress pants and a shirt before walking out with a swagger.

"Ah Jun, thanks to you, I won over a million this time!" Ah Hao saw Chen Wujun come out and immediately slung his arm around his shoulder.

"Let's go, time to eat!" Shark Jiu laughed.

The group went for a seafood meal first, then headed to Xiangbutou, a famous entertainment district in North Port. The street was lined with restaurants, bars, KTV lounges, saunas, and other entertainment venues.

It was crowded not only with yellow-skinned Huayan citizens but also with plenty of white-skinned foreigners.

"Sister Shark Jiu, this is Big Four territory..." Ah Hao remarked after getting out of the car.

The Big Four was a coalition of four halls. They had many members and were far from weak.

They had always followed the principle that well water does not interfere with river water regarding Hetu in the Walled City.

"Come on, let's go inside." Shark Jiu led them into the roadside Fudu KTV. Once they were in a private room, a row of beautiful women filed in.

"You guys have fun first. Jun-zai, come with me for a moment." Shark Jiu took Chen Wujun out of the private room and up to an office on the fourth floor, pushing the door open.

Inside, a slender woman in a long black dress, appearing to be in her twenties, was sitting behind a desk.

Seeing the two enter, the woman smiled.

"So this is Little Sixteen... I watched the match. You fought well. I didn't expect you to attack Yu Wei head-on, forcing your way through his offense and practically dismantling him. Of course, what I liked most was your attitude provoking everyone afterwards. A rising star of the underworld, high-spirited and full of mettle..."

A flicker of surprise appeared in Chen Wujun's eyes, swiftly followed by a smile.

No wonder Senior Sister said she wanted to introduce someone to him.

This was the first time he had met a fellow disciple other than Shark Jiu and Senior Brother Li.

"This is your Eighth Senior Sister. You can call her Snake Sister. She's the famous 'Beauty Snake' of the Big Four. But be careful—nothing is more poisonous than a woman's heart!" Shark Jiu threw herself onto a nearby sofa, grinning.

"Eighth Senior Sister," Chen Wujun greeted with a smile, pulling out a chair to sit down.

"The Walled City is too small; shallow waters can't hold a true dragon. Do you want to come over and help me?" Sister Snake asked with a smile.

"I can make my own way out," Chen Wujun replied calmly.

"Snake Aunt, trying to poach my people right in front of me? Do you take me for a corpse?" Shark Jiu glanced at Sister Snake.

"Don't be so quick to refuse. The outside world is different from the Walled City; it's much more prosperous and full of opportunities. Do you like actresses? I have some investments in the film industry." Sister Snake chuckled.

Eighth Senior Sister's words had struck right at his weak point.

His greatest ambitions had always been to buy a mansion, drive luxury cars, and marry an actress.

Chen Wujun smiled, his expression composed. "I can get those things myself!"

Apart from anything else, Shark Jiu had helped him a lot and taught him a great deal.

He couldn't possibly leave to help Eighth Senior Sister.

"Come find me anytime in the future." Sister Snake shook her head slightly; she truly saw potential in Chen Wujun.

It was a pity he belonged to the Walled City.

"Snake Aunt, find him two knockouts. Do you have any celebrities? Or at least someone who's been in a magazine," Shark Jiu said with a grin.

"I have some who've modeled for erotic magazines. They're definitely hot enough—my top girls here!" Snake Aunt laughed.

The two had a good relationship. After Shark Jiu had captured Master Bing, she had asked Snake Aunt to keep an eye on his home.

However, Master Bing's family had still managed to escape.

"I just wanted you to come and meet her." Shark Jiu stood up. "If you need help with anything, you can come to her. If you have money to invest, ask her. She has a lot of connections."

Chen Wujun's heart stirred at these words. He did indeed have a sum of money.

A total of 3.36 million.

But there was no rush.

After exchanging phone numbers with Sister Snake, Chen Wujun and Shark Jiu went back downstairs.

As they walked, Shark Jiu said, "You know the situation with our lineage. The few of us are considered the cautious ones, steady and sure... as for the daring ones, the grass on their graves is already several feet high."

"I know two others, but they don't have many resources, so it doesn't really matter if you know them or not."

Chen Wujun agreed profoundly.

When Zhou Qing accepted disciples, temperament was the most important factor.

The conservative and cautious ones like them were all in gangs.

As for the bold ones, who knew where they were being wanted by the law.

...

"The world has unknowingly grown empty... Woah... I don't want you to go..."

Inside the private room, Shark Jiu had grabbed the microphone and was standing on the coffee table singing "Grey Track."

The others applauded and cheered boisterously.

Chen Wujun laughed and clapped along; he hadn't expected Shark Jiu to be such a good singer.

Beside him were two women in short skirts, looking gorgeous and sleek. Chen Wujun studied them carefully for a while, only to realize he hadn't done enough 'reading' to recognize them.

So he simply grinned and asked, "Which magazines were you in? Why don't you bring them over so I can have a look?"

They partied until the early hours of the morning before finally dispersing.

...

At the Federal Police Headquarters, in the office of the Special Task Department, a television was playing a recording of a ring match.

On the screen, a man hung like a tattered sack over the wire fence, blood streaming down his body.

Meanwhile, a young man looked around, extended his thumb, and turned it downward.

"Chen Wujun... graduated just last year... so young, yet so ruthless. He's a natural-born villain!"

"Open a file on him," a tall white man ordered.

Although the Special Task Department hadn't sent anyone to the scene, they had obtained the videotape just an hour after the duel ended.