Madman!

Chapter 80: Chen Wujun's Path

The next morning, Chen Wujun pushed away the two women beside him and rubbed his temples. After relieving himself in the bathroom, he picked up a cigarette from the table, lit it, and stood by the window overlooking the city below, the rising smoke blurring his features.

Shark Jiu had told him to settle himself, so he did.

Last night he had visited a KTV, though not one of Snake Aunt's venues.

Then he had brought two girls back to the hotel. He spent the night in contemplation, realizing that his desire to break through the Qi Refining realm had absolutely nothing to do with this lifestyle.

A moment later, he dressed, tossed some money onto the table, and pushed the door open to leave.

Returning to the Walled City, he went to find Shark Jiu. Arriving at Jindi Finance, he immediately beamed. "Xiang Zai!"

Ji Xiang was stunned for a moment, and his gaze turned gloomy.

"Do I have to call you Brother Jun now, too?"

"No problem!" Chen Wujun laughed heartily, then shifted his tone. "Brother Ji Xiang! I'm just joking with you. You wouldn't be angry, would you?"

If he couldn't even take a joke, then Ji Xiang was far too narrow-minded."How could I? Calling you Brother Jun is no problem either; you're the man of the hour now." The gloom in Ji Xiang's eyes and his bellyful of anger were suppressed as he spoke with a smile.

"Brother Ji Xiang, you'd better just call me Ah Jun. If you call me Brother Jun, I can't accept it." Chen Wujun grinned and headed into Shark Jiu's office.

"Senior Sister, where can I buy a car? You said to ask you when I was ready to buy one."

Chen Wujun had been thinking about buying a car for a long time, especially while wandering around Mong Kok Tsui yesterday.

He still had to take taxis when he went out, and people looked down on him wherever he went.

Although he didn't have a driver's license... he wouldn't be the one driving anyway.

He could just arrange for a minion to drive.

"Go to the industrial zone in Red Incense Burner Bay and call this number... They deal in stolen cars with cloned plates. Remember to tell them to prepare the documents properly." Shark Jiu handed a business card to Chen Wujun, leaning back in her chair to look him over.

When she saw Chen Wujun yesterday, she had sensed his restlessness.

He looked much better today.

"Is it reliable?" Chen Wujun took the card and asked.

"I introduced you, how could it be unreliable? Are you questioning even me?" Shark Jiu smiled.

"Unreliable is better; if it's too reliable, I can't find an excuse to turn hostile!" Chen Wujun chuckled. He wanted to buy a car, but he didn't want to pay for it.

If the other party tried to cheat him, that would be perfect.

"It's a small amount of money, at most a few hundred thousand. There's no need for that," Shark Jiu laughed loudly.

"Understood!" Chen Wujun smiled. A few hundred thousand for a car was small money, but if it cost more, it wouldn't be.

As Chen Wujun was about to leave, Shark Jiu called out to him:

"Leave my lighter."

Chen Wujun checked his pockets and found he indeed had an extra disposable lighter and a pack of cigarettes.

Putting the lighter back on the table, he laughed it off. "If you hadn't said anything, I wouldn't have even noticed."

Stealing lighters had truly become second nature; even with his kung fu trained to the point where he could kill with a strike, he hadn't noticed doing it.

After Chen Wujun left, Shark Jiu took another pack of cigarettes from her drawer, tore it open, and lit one.

"Stinking brat, he'll take anything—but he can't take my lighter!"

After leaving, Chen Wujun called to arrange a time and place.

In the afternoon, he called Curry and Li Wei to take a taxi to a warehouse in the Red Incense Burner district.

When they arrived, someone led them into the warehouse. Inside, they saw various vehicles parked, totaling seventy or eighty cars.

"A distinguished guest has arrived today! Brother Jun of Hetu, the celebrity under Sister Jiu, coming to patronize my business!"

A tall young man wearing camouflage pants, long hair, and sunglasses saw them enter. After scrutinizing them for a few moments, he suddenly recognized Chen Wujun's identity and jumped down from a nearby shelf.

Chen Wujun's "Turtle-back and Crane-form" physique was simply too conspicuous, and his arms were longer than a normal person's.

New Arts could not produce such a body type.

And at this age, practicing Old Arts, it could only be that famous figure from Hetu.

People in the underworld like them were the most well-informed.

"Brother Jun, I'm Gao Qiang!" Gao Qiang extended his hand and smiled.

As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling face. Although Chen Wujun had arrived contemplating how to acquire a car without paying, he had no opportunity to flare up at this moment. He shook the man's hand and immediately found his center of gravity.

With just a thought, he could instantly throw the man.

"You have good eyes!" Chen Wujun smiled. "I'm buying a car. Any recommendations?"

"Super A70, a streamlined sports car. It suits Brother Jun best. Drive it on the street, and no one will be able to look away." Gao Qiang immediately pointed to a blue sports car. "Market price is 400,000. If Brother Jun wants it, just 150,000."

"Or the Jaguar XJ40, original production from West District 1, full of aristocratic flair. Just 250,000... though the electrical circuits in cars from West District 1 often have problems and need frequent maintenance..."

"If Brother Jun prefers something more comfortable, there's this Tiger Head 126. It's a fresh arrival, barely driven. Market price is 800,000. Let's make friends—450,000 for Brother Jun."

Chen Wujun walked around the Tiger Head 126. It was a black, long-wheelbase sedan that looked far more majestic than the other cars, and indeed spacious enough.

Although it wasn't as good as Shark Jiu's car, Chen Wujun liked it quite a bit, and the price was acceptable to him.

Opening the door, he saw the interior was all genuine leather.

"One price. 45,000!" Chen Wujun looked up after inspecting it.

He always knew how to haggle.

Gao Qiang's expression froze for a moment, then he laughed heartily. "Brother Jun really likes to joke. I've dealt with Sister Shark Jiu a few times; she conducts business fairly, and I've always admired that.

"Brother Jun is Shark Jiu's man, and I've heard of your exploits. I've long wanted to make your acquaintance. How about this: I'll make the decision—370,000 for Brother Jun!"

"Additionally, I'll handle all the paperwork for you. And not cloned plates—real documents! Brother Jun won't have to worry about a thing."

Seeing that his reaction was fast enough and that he had even invoked Shark Jiu's name, Chen Wujun decided not to make things difficult for him.

"I'll give you face. We'll do as you say."

"When will you come to pick up the car?"

"Three days. In three days, I'll have all the procedures done and personally deliver it to Brother Jun."

"In three days, I'll have the money ready." Chen Wujun nodded slightly.

After Chen Wujun left, a minion said, "Brother Qiang, no need to give him that much face, right? He's just a boss under Shark Jiu. You dropped the price by 80,000 in one go and even promised real paperwork."

Just the set of real documents alone cost 30,000.

"We are seeking wealth, not enemies," Gao Qiang said grumpily.

Chen Wujun and Shark Jiu were from the same sect; this news had already spread through certain circles over the past few days.

Moreover, judging by his posture just now, he was clearly itching for a fight. That guy hadn't come to buy a car at all.

If a fight really broke out, even though he had backing of his own, the loss would be far more than just tens of thousands.

Gao Qiang was a businessman after all, so seeing the situation, he immediately took a step back. Fortunately, Chen Wujun also knew when to stop.

...

After the three left the warehouse, Li Wei seemed somewhat distracted.

He was working as a hired thug for 3,000, and back in the mining area of his hometown, 3,000 was enough to cover three months of income.

But this Brother Jun, who was even younger than him, spent 370,000 on a car without blinking.

This gave his inner world a massive shock.

"What are you thinking about? Envious?" Chen Wujun glanced at Li Wei.

"A little." Li Wei snapped back to reality, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Money is a good thing; everyone wants it. If you have ability, you can take more. So, you have to show your ability!" Chen Wujun smiled.

"I know, Brother Jun." Li Wei nodded.

The next day, Chen Wujun went alone to the suicide cliff at Fei Ngo Shan, looking out over Incense Burner Peak and the vast expanse of high-rises in the Guanfuchang district.

Then, he practiced his martial arts forms twice on the peak.

By evening, as he descended the mountain, he knew his path was not there.

Shark Jiu's power was ambition.

He had ambition too... but his power did not lie there.

Returning to the Walled City, he first toured a few gambling dens. The two previous dens were fine; even though they had lost some customers, the situation was now relatively stable.

The gambling den he had just taken from Lidong had mediocre business.

And that dance hall was still closed.

Chen Wujun returned to his living quarters, took out the notebook from his bedside, and started flipping through it from the back.

Listed there were all his enemies.

Since neither debauchery nor Fei Ngo Shan could help him find the source of power to break through Qi Refining, he felt this was the most likely answer.

In fact, he had suspected this from the very beginning.

He knew what his true nature was.

It was: Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me die.

Whoever blocks my path must die.

The past two days were just to eliminate other possibilities.

Chen Wujun flipped through the notebook for a moment, then found a name.

It should have been resolved long ago.

Chen Wujun put down the notebook and went directly to Karen's Dance Hall.

"Brother Jun."

The minions at the entrance of the dance hall all knew Chen Wujun and hurriedly pushed the door open for him.

"Is Karen in?"

"Sister Karen is inside."

Chen Wujun nodded and entered the dance hall. He was greeted by the familiar dim red lighting, deafening music, the pervasive smell of alcohol and perfume, and women in revealing clothes twisting their bodies on the stages.

Everything was stimulating the hormones, making one's blood surge.

Chen Wujun spotted Karen sitting by the bar at a glance and walked over to sit beside her.

"A rare guest. You haven't been here for a long time," Karen said with a smile, tilting her head to look at Chen Wujun.

Ever since the incident with Ah Yue, Chen Wujun had hardly visited.

"You know I got a dance hall from Lidong. Lidong took all the girls with him, leaving me an empty shell. It's been closed for several days. I plan to borrow some people from you." Chen Wujun took a soda from the bartender.

"No problem, I can lend you a few to help warm up the place. But not for too long. You know, for a gambling den, the most important thing is the gamblers, but for a dance hall, the most important thing is the girls in the shop. If I lend them out for too long, my popularity here will suffer, and I won't be able to explain it to the bosses."

"Then thanks. Aside from the girls, I also want to borrow a person from you."

"Asking with such fanfare, who is it?" Karen smiled charmingly.

"Lily," Chen Wujun said leisurely.

Hearing this name, Karen's expression stiffened for a moment before she spoke gently, "Ah Jun, you're a big figure now. Why hold a grudge against her? If word gets out, it won't sound good; people will think you're petty."

"Sister Karen, what are you thinking? My shop lacks management. I see Lily does good work, so I'm borrowing her to use for a while."

"Ah Jun, are you trying to fool a child?" Karen asked in return. She hadn't expected Chen Wujun to be so vengeful.

He had actually held onto that one incident until now.

"If you're angry, I'll have her come over and apologize to you again. Just slap her twice and be done with it—leave her a way to live."

"Reasonably speaking, since you asked, Karen, I should definitely give you face. But I feel she didn't give you face... and she didn't give me face either..." Chen Wujun looked at her with a playful expression.

"How could her guts be so big..."