Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 63 - Who is the Real Boss in the End

63: Chapter 63: Who is the Real Boss in the End?

63 -63: Who is the Real Boss in the End?

Xiang Yu left Lan Tingting in Ning Xiaolu’s room and then left.

Ning Xiaolu filled the bathtub with hot water and let Tingting lie down in it.

“Tingting, you have such a great figure, even I’m a bit moved looking at it,” Liang Chuchu squatted beside and said to Lan Tingting.

Blushing, Lan Tingting gave her a white look, “Don’t talk nonsense.”

The three shared a similar fate, so they got along well together.

Ning Xiaolu, too, shed her usual coldness and looked at Lan Tingting with eyes that resembled those of a real sister.

“Did they do anything to you?” Ning Xiaolu asked worriedly.

Lan Tingting knew what she meant and shook her head, “Thanks to Xiang Yu, otherwise…”

“Don’t believe these stinking men, all they want is your body,” Ning Xiaolu interrupted her.

“Xiang Yu is different, he, he’s not like the others,” Lan Tingting suddenly recalled the scene from that night in the bathroom where both of them were naked, and her face blushed again.

“He’s different from the others? fгeewebnovёl.com

Isn’t he a man?

If it weren’t for us two tonight, you probably would have…” Ning Xiaolu didn’t finish her sentence, just shook her head, “Just don’t believe what men say, that’s all.”

Lan Tingting knew she cared about her, but she just smiled without arguing.

The next day, Xiang Yu slept in until ten in the morning.

After getting up, he ate something casually, and that’s when Shi Jian and his companion came in, all smiles.

“Xiang Yu, did you sleep well last night?” Shi Jian asked with a chuckle, and Tie Zhuzi also grinned foolishly without speaking.

“Pretty well,” Xiang Yu yawned, aware of the implication in their words but not offering any defense.

“You two tell me, how should we deal with this organization?”

Shi Jian and his companion were momentarily stunned.

They knew the organization Xiang Yu was talking about was the one that had kidnapped Lan Tingting.

Knowing Xiang Yu’s character, he would certainly not let this go.

“This organization is very mysterious.

Right now, we only know about one of their branches.

If we act rashly, we’ll startle the snake.

What’s more, we don’t know how big this organization is, how many people they have, or where they are all located,” Shi Jian analyzed.

“So, you mean to let them go?” Xiang Yu glanced at Shi Jian.

Shi Jian shook his head: “Absolutely not.

They cannot be let off for what they did to Tingting.

My point is, we first establish contact with them, strive for cooperation, then gradually delve deeper to understand them, and when the time is ripe, we completely eliminate them.”

“Why make it so complicated?

Since we know one of their branches, let’s go wipe them out first.

Then we can capture a few alive and force them to reveal the headquarters.

I don’t believe there’s anyone who isn’t afraid of death,” Tie Zhuzi said with a heavy voice.

Sitting there, Xiang Yu considered his options.

Shi Jian’s method was feasible, but the other party might not trust them.

Tie Zhuzi’s approach was somewhat reckless and should be the last resort.

“Shi Jian, you know ‘Ground Mole,’ right?

Let’s go find him,” Xiang Yu stood up and called the two men to head downstairs.

At this moment, Ning Xiaolu, who was standing by the window, saw the three men get into the car and couldn’t help but snort coldly.

In her eyes, Xiang Yu and his men were definitely on their way to enjoy the pleasures of life.

In her mind, men were creatures that thought with their lower halves, and none of them were any good.

Tie Zhuzi drove the car, making lefts and rights through the city, eventually arriving on a small street that was more like a marketplace with people setting up stalls on both sides.

Tie Zhuzi parked the car in the distance, and the three men got out.

Shi Jian led the way to a mobile phone stall.

He handed over fifty yuan and said, “Buying information.”

The vendor simply nodded, made a phone call, hung up after speaking, then gave Shi Jian an address and told him to go there now.

Shi Jian and his companions drove towards the given address.

“I feel like we’re meeting with spies or something,” Tie Zhuzi said, somewhat despondently.

“These folks are very cautious.

They won’t tell you anything if you’re not a known contact,” Shi Jian said with a smile.

About fifteen minutes later, the three arrived at a small teahouse.

They went up to a private room on the second floor, where a thin man was leisurely sipping tea.

He just glanced at Xiang Yu and his companions and said nothing.

“Brother, we want to know about this underground organization that deals in trafficking women and organs.

Name your price,” Shi Jian said bluntly.

“That?…” The man pondered as if deep in thought, feigning a thoughtful air.

Shi Jian disliked his demeanor but knew he had to hold back his irritation if he wanted the information.

“Name your price, any amount is fine,” Xiang Yu said indifferently while eating peanuts.

“Who are you?

Who’s asking the questions here?

The information I have is absolutely confidential, and I don’t want other people around,” the man said looking at Shi Jian.

He assumed Shi Jian was the leader of the trio, with Xiang Yu being a mere underling, and didn’t bother to engage Xiang Yu.

As an informer, he was sought after by many, including underworld bosses and certain law enforcement officials for information.

As a result, he developed a condescending attitude, believing that no matter who was buying the information, they were seeking him out—except for Xiang Yu.

“Just say if you don’t know, and say it early if you don’t,” Xiang Yu’s voice was indifferent.

Shi Jian felt something off in Xiang Yu’s voice, reminiscent of the night they had killed Zhu Qingyuan.

“Xiang Yu, let’s not rush this.

We’ll take our time,” he said, giving Xiang Yu a look.

“What are you, there’s nothing in this city I don’t know about.

I won’t do this deal, no matter how much you pay,” the man said as he stood up.

Although Shi Jian was about to stand up to keep him there, Xiang Yu kept him seated.

The man didn’t really intend to leave; it was just a gesture.

After all, who wouldn’t want to make money?

But to his miscalculation, the others did not stand to apologize.

He walked to the door, saw that Shi Jian still didn’t come after him, then walked back and said, “Are you here to pick a fight or to buy information?”

“Sit down,” Xiang Yu commanded with an icy tone.

“You…” The informant had never encountered such a way of buying information before.

He wanted to leave but also didn’t want to miss out on the opportunity to make money.

It was then Xiang Yu suddenly stood up, his left hand grabbing the informant’s throat while his right hand held a chillingly cold military knife against the man’s neck.

“Two choices: first, sit down and answer honestly; second, die.”

Shi Jian sighed, realizing his initial feeling had been right.

“You dare?

This place is…”

Before Ground Mole could finish, blood was already trickling from his neck.

Speaking another word of nonsense might result in his decapitation.

He knew that today’s encounter was with no ordinary foe, so he quickly nodded, his body completely limp…