Erhui Ping checked the time, a hint of confusion on his face. He looked at Hong Wu beside him and asked, "Have their people all departed?"
Hong Wu nodded. "According to our informants in Jiangcheng, they've already set off and are heading this way."
"Good. If we can take down Da Xiong and that kid Chen Fan today, I'll throw a month-long banquet. Each person gets a ten-thousand yuan red envelope!"
Upon hearing this, everyone present brightened and showed signs of joy.
However, the most excited person there was Erhui Ping himself. He had been so scared by the news last night that he hadn't slept a wink. But now, it seemed this might not be a bad thing after all.
Once he devoured Da Xiong and Chen Fan, wouldn't Jiangcheng and Sucheng, these two fat morsels, fall into his grasp?
Thinking this, a playful smirk couldn't help but spread across Erhui Ping's face.
Far away in Mingzhou, at a hot spring hotel.
Lao Lang was holding a young woman in his arms, sleeping on a soft Simmons mattress, snoring loudly.
He too had only managed to fall asleep in the early hours of the morning due to the news from last night.
He knew that if Da Xiong and Chen Fan were allowed to run rampant like this, he would be the next to be dealt with, as he was one of the masterminds behind sending assassins to kill Chen Fan.
Upon hearing that Da Xiong was going to make a move against Erhui Ping, Lao Lang immediately went to find Ma Peng.
Although Ma Peng didn't directly say he would deal with Chen Fan, Lao Lang could tell from Ma Peng's words that he was very displeased with Chen Fan's actions.
Returning to the hot spring hotel, Lao Lang dispatched all of his capable subordinates to Pingnan City.
In the morning, after receiving Erhui Ping's call saying his location was impregnable, Lao Lang finally slept soundly with his beauty.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Just then, urgent knocking came from Lao Lang's tightly shut door.
Startled from his deep sleep by the sudden knocking, Lao Lang's face showed displeasure. He cursed, "Damn it, don't you know I'm sleeping?! Knock your grandma! If you have something, wait till I wake up!"
If it had been before, Lao Lang's curses would have immediately silenced the person outside. But today, urgent knocking sounded again.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
"Wolf Lord, it's bad, it's bad!" This time, a man's panicked voice could be heard.
Lao Lang felt like killing someone. He threw on a bathrobe, his face grim, and opened the door, roaring, "Damn it, don't you understand what I'm saying?!"
Seeing Lao Lang's anger, the man outside was also full of fear.
However, the man still said tremblingly, "Wolf, Wolf Lord, it, it's bad!"
"Look at how flustered you are. Er Lao's side is in a fierce battle, and they're not this panicked," Lao Lang scolded fiercely.
"No, it's not," the man waved his hands in panic.
"What do you mean 'not'? Did something happen to Er Lao? That shouldn't be the case. He has so many people. It's only eleven in the morning. No matter how capable that kid is, he couldn't have taken down Erhui Ping this quickly?"
"Wolf Lord, Da Xiong and the others, they didn't go to Pingnan City." The panicked man finally managed to speak a coherent sentence.
Upon hearing this, Lao Lang chuckled. "It seems they have some self-awareness."
But as soon as Lao Lang finished speaking, the man's next words froze the smile on Lao Lang's face.
"Wolf Lord, they didn't go to Pingnan City, but they came to Mingzhou! Now, all our businesses are under control, and Da Xiong and Chen Fan are already at the hotel entrance!"
"What did you say! They, they're in Mingzhou!" Lao Lang was stunned, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"Yes, Wolf Lord. Now, now what should we do?" the man asked, his legs trembling with fear.
"How is this possible? Weren't they going to Pingnan City to find Er Lao? Why would they come to Mingzhou?! What are your informants good for, damn it!" Lao Lang questioned furiously.
But what was the use of questioning the man now? He had to figure out how to escape.
He was one of the masterminds behind sending assassins to kill Chen Fan. If he fell into the hands of Chen Fan and Da Xiong, he wouldn't even have a chance to live.
"Find Mr. Ma, let's go, find Mr. Ma!" Ma Peng was the first person Lao Lang thought of.
After all, he was a subordinate of Ma Peng. As long as he could escape to Ma Peng's residence, even if Chen Fan was the successor of the boss, he wouldn't dare to touch him.
Saying this, Lao Lang, disregarding his appearance and the beautiful woman in the room, hurried towards the stairs with the man.
However, as Lao Lang pushed open the fire door of the stairwell, he saw a group of people coming up the stairs.
Lao Lang was startled by this sight and quickly turned to run towards the elevator.
"Ding!"
The elevator door opened, and two familiar figures walked out of the elevator, coming face to face with Lao Lang.
"Chen, Chen Fan, Da Xiong." Lao Lang finally panicked. He wanted to retreat, but behind him, the people coming up the stairs blocked his escape route.
"You, why are you here?!" Lao Lang couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.
Da Xiong grinned and said, "Wolf Lord, I, Da Xiong, learned a new word today: feint. Otherwise, we wouldn't have so smoothly taken over all your businesses in Mingzhou."
"Chen Fan, you can't touch me." Seeing Chen Fan and Da Xiong getting closer, Lao Lang pointed at them and shouted.
"Why?" Chen Fan retorted.
"Because this is Mingzhou. Do you think Mr. Ma would let you run wild here? I advise you to let me go. Otherwise, if Mr. Ma finds out about this, he definitely will..."
"Bang!"
Before Lao Lang could finish speaking, Da Xiong raised his leg and kicked him directly in the abdomen.
Lao Lang let out a yelp of pain and his body slammed against the wall behind him.
"I'm acting now. What is my Brother Fan's status? The successor of the Underworld King. Do you think he would even care about a mere Ma Peng?!" Da Xiong raised his foot again and stepped directly on Lao Lang's chest.
"If you touch me, Mr. Ma will definitely not let you off!" Lao Lang said fiercely.
"Crack!"
Da Xiong lifted his foot and directly snapped Lao Lang's right knee.
The intense pain caused Lao Lang to curl up on the ground, groaning incessantly.
A cold glint flashed in Da Xiong's eyes. "You should have expected this outcome when you sent people to assassinate us."
"Chen Fan, Da Xiong, I won't let you go. As long as you don't kill me, I will definitely kill you!" Lao Lang lay on the ground, howling, his eyes filled with rage.
"Unfortunately, you won't have that chance," Da Xiong said coldly, then waved his hand.
Several people stepped forward, came to Lao Lang's side, and dragged him up from the ground.
"You, what are you going to do?!" Seeing the burly men on either side, Lao Lang swallowed and felt a bad premonition.