Chapter 318 - 317, Why Hit Someone?

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Chapter 318: Chapter 317, Why Hit Someone? Zhao Dalong himself was the right-hand man of the South City boss, Zhao Sihai, possessing considerable strength, although not quite up to the standard of a first-rate master. But he could still take on ten opponents at once, and since Zhao Sihai’s death, he had not let himself be defeated. Instead, he relied on his tenacity to survive harsh training until the end. He became the strongest among the Thirty-six Heavenly Gangers and the leader of this team. Because he knew. Many people had earlier feared him because of his cousin Zhao Sihai. Now. To gain others’ respect, he had to rely on himself. After receiving a call from Xu Wendong, Zhao Dalong drove a near-decrepit black Santana, with two brothers, to the hotel where Xu Wendong was staying nearby. He found the black business car Xu Wendong mentioned. Then, with a stomp on the accelerator. The Santana rear-ended the black business car. Two middle-aged men with furious expressions came out of the business car, and the one with a pointed, monkey-like face glanced at his car and cursed at Zhao Dalong: "Fuck you, how do you drive? Didn’t you see our car parked by the roadside?" Zhao Dalong didn’t waste any words with him, kicking him so hard he flew over ten meters, spitting blood and groaning on the ground. The other disciple from the Life-Seeking Sect became furious, realizing this wasn’t a simple traffic accident but a deliberate provocation. Just as he was about to strike, Zhao Dalong swept out a kick. Splash! The middle-aged man was also sent flying, spitting blood. The two Life-Seeking Sect experts couldn’t even take a single move from Zhao Dalong. "Do you even know who we are?" the monkey-faced middle-aged man glared angrily at Zhao Dalong. Slap! Zhao Dalong gave him a big slap, his cheek instantly swelling and turning red, "Before I ask you a question, keep your mouth shut, or I’ll slap you for every word you say." The middle-aged man roared, "I’m from the Life-Seeking Sect, do you even know what kind of existence the Life-Seeking Sect is?" Slap! Zhao Dalong practiced what he preached, slapping him again, making his head dizzy and his mind buzzing. Then Zhao Dalong looked at the disfigured middle-aged man, "Go on then, what kind of existence is the Life-Seeking Sect?" The middle-aged man looked at him with deep resentment, "Since you want to know, why interrupt me earlier? Why hit people?" He was full of grievance, like a wronged widow. Slap! Zhao Dalong slapped him again, angrily, "I told you, unless I ask, every word you say earns you a slap, got it?" The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly. "Tell me, what the hell is the Life-Seeking Sect!" Zhao Dalong silently lit a cigarette. The middle-aged man said nervously, "The Life-Seeking Sect is ranked eighth among the Outer Eight Sects, with a history over a thousand years." Just as Zhao Dalong was about to speak, he saw Xu Wendong walking over with one hand in his pocket, holding a big black umbrella. "Greetings, sir!" Zhao Dalong and the other two bowed simultaneously to greet him. The two members of the Life-Seeking Sect were shocked. Obviously, they didn’t expect Zhao Dalong and his people to be with Xu Wendong. Which meant. Had Xu Wendong already discovered their presence? Xu Wendong looked at the two middle-aged men and asked calmly, "Was it you who poisoned the takeout?" The two disciples of the Life-Seeking Sect had a mental breakdown. They regretted mentioning the Life-Seeking Sect’s affairs in front of Zhao Dalong; if they hadn’t spoken, they could still play dumb. But now. Would playing dumb work??? Buzz, buzz, buzz! Suddenly. The business car’s phone vibrated, Zhao Dalong quickly went over, took out the phone, and handed it to Xu Wendong, which displayed [Great Elder]. Xu Wendong pressed the answer button, and Han Li’s voice came through: "Did you capture Xu Wendong and Ye Qingxin?" Xu Wendong replied casually, "Sorry, Elder Han, I’m afraid you will be disappointed. I’m perfectly fine now." Hearing Xu Wendong’s voice, Han Li instantly hung up the phone, his face turning ashen, like a mouse seeing a cat, with deep-seated fear in his eyes. Although he had always wanted to kill Xu Wendong to reclaim the sect leader’s token, he didn’t have the courage to face Xu Wendong directly. After all, even though Xu Wendong hadn’t participated in the succession ceremony, he was still considered the sect leader of the Life-Seeking Sect. Ren Fujian saw Han Li’s fear and couldn’t help but ask, "Great Elder, has our plan failed?" Han Li’s face was waxen, "Not only did it fail, but our people were exposed!" Ren Fujian replied lightly, "Even if they are exposed, it doesn’t matter much. Anyway, those two don’t know our whereabouts and wouldn’t betray us." "Even so, but... if Xu Wendong attends the succession ceremony, we’re all finished, unless we pledge loyalty to him!" Han Li’s face was gloomy. For over forty years, he had controlled all the power, effectively becoming the true sect leader of the Life-Seeking Sect. Now, a sudden appearance of Xu Wendong to take his place really irked him. Ren Fujian smiled slightly, "Rest assured, Great Elder, even if Xu Wendong’s strength is extraordinary, he cannot complete the sect leader’s assessment, tonight is his death!" Hearing this, Han Li’s anxious heart settled, "If I, Han, can take that position, Brother Ren will be the Great Elder of the Life-Seeking Sect, from now on, we’ll control the Life-Seeking Sect together, sharing worldly prosperity and power!" ------ On the other side. Xu Wendong looked at the two disciples of the Life-Seeking Sect, "Tell me Han Li’s whereabouts!" "Just give us a quick end! We don’t know what you’re talking about." The middle-aged man was filled with terror, even if they admitted being members of the Life-Seeking Sect, they couldn’t betray Han Li. After all, Han Li was cruel and decisive. If they betrayed Han Li, not only would they die, but their wives and children would also meet a terrible fate. "Sir, leave these two to me, I promise I can make them reveal Han Li’s whereabouts." Zhao Dalong’s eyes shimmered with an intriguing light, considering himself skilled in extracting confessions by torture. But Xu Wendong shook his head and helplessly said, "It’s no use, let them go!" saying this, he walked into the hotel with the umbrella. He could sense that these two must have something being held over by Han Li, otherwise, they wouldn’t seem so terrified. And for killers to show such terror, it certainly wasn’t death. After all, in a killer’s heart, death was their best destination. Besides death, only the life and death of their loved ones could instill such fear. Therefore, Xu Wendong didn’t let Zhao Dalong use torture to extract a confession. As for Han Li... He didn’t even have the courage to speak to him over the phone, so why bother worrying about such a cowardly person? Ding! The elevator doors opened, just as Xu Wendong was about to enter, a white-haired elder wearing a Tang suit appeared. His beard and hair were all white, but he was vigorous, holding a sandalwood dragon-headed cane, exuding an extraordinary aura. As the elder appeared. Xu Wendong immediately had a prickling sensation on his back, a chill running through him.

Chapter 318 - 317, Why Hit Someone?

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