"I'm coming over right now, you guys hold off Da Xiong," Chen Fan said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Mr. Chen!" Brother Hu's face lit up with joy.
Because Brother Hu knew that only Chen Fan could persuade Da Xiong now.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Fan drove towards the KTV.
About ten minutes later, the BMW stopped at the entrance of the KTV. Da Xiong was just walking out, with Brother Hu and others looking anxious behind him.
"Damn it, who told you to contact Mr. Chen?!" Seeing Chen Fan's car, Da Xiong's face darkened, and he glared at Brother Hu and the others behind him, scolding them.
Seeing Da Xiong's cold expression, Brother Hu flinched and dared not speak.
But how could Da Xiong not guess? Among his subordinates, the only one who had contact with Chen Fan was Brother Hu.
"Bang!"
Da Xiong kicked Brother Hu: "Damn it, still pretending to be innocent with me? Tell me, did you call Mr. Chen?"
Brother Hu looked wronged: "Brother Xiong, I, I was also worried about your safety."
Seeing Da Xiong about to strike again, Chen Fan, who had already gotten out of the car, suddenly spoke: "I called him. This is not his fault."
Brother Hu immediately looked at Chen Fan gratefully.
"Mr. Chen, I have to go. Otherwise, that Scarface will think I, Da Xiong, am afraid of him. He will definitely become more aggressive in the future, and our business will be ruined," Da Xiong explained to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan glanced at Da Xiong's bandaged arm and the bruises on his face: "You plan to go like this, alone?"
Before Da Xiong could say anything, Chen Fan patted his shoulder: "Get in the car, I'll go with you to meet this Scarface."
"Mr. Chen! Scarface is a very cunning person, you..."
Before Brother Hu could finish, Chen Fan waved his hand to interrupt him: "With me here, don't worry. Da Xiong is right, if this isn't resolved, your business won't be able to continue."
Da Xiong looked at Chen Fan gratefully: "Mr. Chen, thank you!"
Chen Fan said nothing, knocked on the passenger door, and asked Ma Jun to rest in the KTV for a while, and also asked Brother Hu and the others to help Ma Jun find a reasonably priced rental. Then, he and Da Xiong headed to the meeting place.
According to the address provided by Scarface, it was located next to Crescent Spring in the southern suburbs. It was a white-walled, blue-tiled building, a typical Suzhou-style architecture, and also a high-end private clubhouse.
After parking, the two used their invitations to approach the main entrance. A woman in a qipao led them into the clubhouse.
Ponds, lotuses, pavilions, rockeries, and even a water curtain wall, it looked extremely luxurious and secluded.
Chen Fan followed the qipao woman, frowning. This kind of place didn't seem like somewhere Scarface would frequent.
He glanced at Da Xiong beside him, who was also looking around curiously, clearly visiting for the first time.
"Mr. Chen, when did Jiangcheng get such a large private clubhouse?" Da Xiong asked Chen Fan doubtfully.
Chen Fan shook his head. If even Da Xiong didn't know, how could he?
Soon, the two were led by the qipao woman to a private room on the second floor of the clubhouse.
"Hahaha, Brother Xiong, how have you been? I thought I'd never see you again." As soon as they entered the room, a burst of laughter came from inside.
Sitting in the spacious private room was a bald man with a scar on his head, smoking a cigar. This person was Scarface.
Da Xiong snorted: "Hmph, even if you die, I, Da Xiong, will be fine."
"Is that so? Brother Xiong, I must have a word with you. You say your life is so tough, but why were your wife and your unborn son short-lived?"
A strong killing intent flashed in Da Xiong's eyes: "Scarface, if you want to die, just say it. I can grant your wish."
Seeing this, Chen Fan patted Da Xiong's shoulder, signaling him not to act rashly.
Scarface's expression gradually turned cold: "Da Xiong, do you really think it's still like before? To make me die, you, Da Xiong, probably don't have the capability."
"Whether I have the capability or not, we can try. Don't forget how you got that scar on your head," Da Xiong said, full of anger.
His wife and unborn child were his eternal pain, and Da Xiong would not allow anyone to desecrate them!
Scarface and Da Xiong stared at each other, and the atmosphere in the private room became extremely oppressive. The two bodyguards standing behind Scarface also looked ready to make a move.
"Hahaha!" Just then, Scarface suddenly burst into laughter again.
"Brother Xiong, I was just kidding. Look, you took it seriously, didn't you? Come, please sit." Scarface pointed to the chair opposite them.
Chen Fan pulled the furious Da Xiong to sit on a nearby chair.
"Brother Xiong, I called you here today because I want to talk about the stores you have," Scarface said after they were seated.
Da Xiong replied coldly: "What's there to talk about? Just tell me, when will you withdraw the people you sent?"
"Brother Xiong, I really don't know what you're talking about. Sent people? Did someone go to your store to cause trouble? If you encounter such a thing, tell your brother, and I will help you solve it."
"No need. I'm here only to tell you that from now on, if I see anyone causing trouble in my store, I'll cripple one for each one I see."
"Hahaha, Brother Xiong, what era is this? Still fighting and killing all day? Aren't you afraid of being locked up one day? Actually, I called you here today because I have a very good solution that can resolve all your current difficulties."
Da Xiong sneered: "What solution do you have?"
"It's very simple. You just need to sell all your stores to me, and all your problems will be solved."
"Sell to you? If I sell to you, what will my brothers eat? What will they drink? Scarface, don't think I don't know your intentions. I advise you to give up on it sooner rather than later, or don't blame me for being rude."
"Cough, cough, cough." Just then, a coughing sound was heard from outside the door.
The door to the private room opened, and a middle-aged man with a slightly pale face appeared in their sight: "I wonder who has such a temper. It turns out to be Little Xiong."
"Mr. Jin!" Seeing the newcomer, Scarface quickly stood up and addressed him with great deference.
"Mr. Jin?!" Da Xiong was also taken aback when he saw the person.
This person was none other than the underground boss of Jiangcheng, Jin Shiran.
But Da Xiong never expected that Jin Shiran would appear in such a place!
Jin Shiran walked into the private room and went straight to the main seat. Scarface quickly pulled out a chair for him and let him sit down.
"Who is this person?" Chen Fan asked in a low voice.
"Jin Shiran." Da Xiong's answer surprised Chen Fan. He had heard this name often when he was in school.
Chen Fan never expected to meet Jin Shiran in such a place and at such an occasion.