"Wen Qi, is this the kid?"
From the office inside the factory, a middle-aged man emerged. He wore a floral shirt, paired with suit pants and a pair of shiny, well-polished Chinese-made leather shoes. This was Nong Wen Qi's superior, Ruan Wen Xiong!
"Brother Xiong, it's him."
Nong Wen Qi pointed at Wan Yun Ting, who was surrounded by over a hundred subordinates, and said to Ruan Wen Xiong angrily, "I suspect this kid is deliberately looking for trouble."
Ruan Wen Xiong, puffing on a cigar, his face full of coarse flesh, looked at Wan Yun Ting with disdain. He waved his hand, "Then take care of him and throw him into the Mekong River to feed the fish."
"Beat him to death."
With Ruan Wen Xiong's approval, Nong Wen Qi waved to his hundred-plus subordinates. Immediately, they all raised their bats and knives, shouting and charging towards Wan Yun Ting...
*Click...*
A lighter ignited a cigarette. Wan Yun Ting calmly took a slow drag and exhaled, looking at Nong Wen Qi and the unfamiliar middle-aged man, guessing he was the superior.
"You truly refuse heaven and insist on choosing hell!"
Wan Yun Ting curled his lips into a smile. The next second, his eyes shot out two sharp gazes. He flicked the cigarette in his hand towards the sky, instantly vanishing from his spot. Then, screams erupted...
The first subordinate to charge forward with a knife was met with a direct kick from Wan Yun Ting. He was sent flying as if hit by a truck, tumbling into a group of his brothers behind him, knocking them all down...
*Puff...*
Wan Yun Ting delivered another back kick, sending another subordinate with a bat flying. He, in turn, crashed into a cluster of subordinates behind him...
*Ah...*
The next moment, a continuous stream of screams rang out, along with the figures of people being kicked flying. Nong Wen Qi and Ruan Wen Xiong were both stunned.
Wan Yun Ting fought with broad, sweeping movements. He was very experienced in group combat. Previously, he had fought hundreds of subordinates of Park Sung Won in Korea without difficulty, let alone Nong Wen Qi's mere hundred or so men now...
*Puff puff...*
*Ah ah...*
A subordinate was sent flying and landed heavily at the feet of Nong Wen Qi and Ruan Wen Xiong. At this moment, they finally reacted, their eyes wide, staring in disbelief at how, in just a few minutes, a group of their brothers had fallen to the ground, groaning.
They watched Wan Yun Ting wielding a steel pipe, clanging against the other subordinates. With each strike, he avoided vital areas, merely hitting them hard enough to knock them down and incapacitate them.
"This..."
Ruan Wen Xiong's eyes widened, and he forgot to puff on his cigar, looking in disbelief at Wan Yun Ting, who was fighting with such ferocity that his subordinates had no room to retaliate. This was the first time they had seen someone fight so well.
Nong Wen Qi was completely shocked. He had contacted Ruan Wen Xiong and summoned all the brothers from the gang intending to teach this Chinese man a lesson.
But now, seeing Wan Yun Ting's terrifying combat prowess, kicking someone seven to eight meters away with a single blow, such astonishing and terrifying martial force, it was like watching those Chinese action movies...
*Ah...*
In less than ten minutes, all one hundred-plus subordinates lay on the ground, some clutching their heads, others their legs, in various poses, emitting groans and screams...
*Clang.*
Wan Yun Ting threw the bloody steel pipe to the ground, then walked towards Nong Wen Qi and Ruan Wen Xiong. He took out a cigarette and lighter, calmly and collectedly lit one, and stood before them. Nong Wen Qi and Ruan Wen Xiong couldn't help but take a few steps back, their eyes revealing their inner shock and fear...
*Whoosh...*
Wan Yun Ting slowly exhaled the smoke, looking at Nong Wen Qi and Ruan Wen Xiong. He smiled and said, "Can we talk now?"
Ruan Wen Xiong and Nong Wen Qi were startled. They exchanged glances. Wan Yun Ting smiled, "I just need to know, where did the heroin you're selling come from?"
"From Brother Bao, we bought it from Brother Bao!" Nong Wen Qi said nervously without thinking.
Ruan Wen Xiong didn't understand Chinese and just kept nodding...
"Brother Bao?"
Wan Yun Ting narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where can I find him?"
"Saigon Bar, that's Brother Bao's territory," Nong Wen Qi quickly replied.
"If you had said so earlier, none of this would have happened," Wan Yun Ting gave him a look and then smiled, turning to leave the factory...
Leaving Nong Wen Qi and Ruan Wen Xiong standing there, watching their subordinates struggle to get up, with some still lying on the ground. The two bosses looked at each other. Nong Wen Qi said, "Should we inform Brother Bao?"
"No, we can't say anything."
Ruan Wen Xiong shook his head, his eyes fixed on Wan Yun Ting's retreating figure. He said, "Let him find Brother Bao himself. As long as we're not implicated."
Nong Wen Qi understood that Ruan Wen Xiong feared Brother Bao. After all, Brother Bao was the leader of the largest gang in the underground of Ho Chi Minh City, with five to six hundred men, and also the biggest drug lord in the area!
Wan Yun Ting called Fei Mao Tou, and soon the car arrived. Wan Yun Ting got in. Seeing that he was fine, Niu Qiu Ling breathed a sigh of relief. "How was it? Did you find out anything?"
"Mmm."
Wan Yun Ting threw away his cigarette butt and said, "Saigon Bar, Brother Bao!"
"Brother Bao, Wu Zhong Sheng!"
Fei Mao Tou, who was driving, was immediately shocked. Wan Yun Ting and Niu Qiu Ling looked at him. "You know him?"
"Of course, I know him."
Fei Mao Tou nodded and said, "This Brother Bao is the biggest gang leader in the area, with five to six hundred subordinates. That Saigon Bar is his turf. It's said that many of Ho Chi Minh City's illicit businesses are controlled by him."
"So, he's the real boss behind all of this," Wan Yun Ting nodded and smiled.
"Boss Wan, are you really going after them?"
Fei Mao Tou said with some worry, "That Brother Bao is an influential local leader. If we go in aggressively like tonight, we definitely won't gain anything."
"That's right, I agree with him,"
Niu Qiu Ling concurred. Wan Yun Ting's actions tonight were too arrogant and blatant.
"Mmm, let's go back tonight. Tomorrow, we'll try a different approach and probe them first,"
Wan Yun Ting nodded. If Brother Bao's drugs were indeed coming from Young Master Leng, then that would be a different story!
Returning to the hotel, it was already past midnight. Wan Yun Ting sat in the living room, thinking. Niu Qiu Ling had already showered and came out wearing a robe. "Hey, if you're going to shower, hurry up. You're sleeping in the living room tonight."
Wan Yun Ting stood up, walked over, and opened his bag to get clothes. He said, "What do you mean I'm sleeping in the living room? Can't you sleep there?"
Niu Qiu Ling, who was drying her hair, gave him a smug look and smiled, "Who told you I'm a woman?"
"A woman."
Wan Yun Ting came over with a pair of briefs and directly patted Niu Qiu Ling's buttocks with his large hand, a mischievous smile on his face. "And I'm still a man."
"Wan Yun Ting, you bastard..."
Seeing him smack her backside, Niu Qiu Ling rushed into the bathroom, glaring and cursing angrily. This damn pervert was becoming more and more presumptuous...