Chapter 9

Prince fell.

Hongxing’s underlings, who were already no match, saw their momentum instantly collapse.

Without even decent resistance, the situation turned into a one-sided slaughter.

Beside the ring.

Blackie looked at Prince, who was vomiting blood continuously, and the Hongxing underlings being hacked like pigs.

Cold sweat soaked his whole body, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

No matter what, Blackie couldn't have imagined that the situation would turn out like this.

Was Prince all bark and no bite, or was Ni Yongyao just too fierce?

Blackie couldn't tell anymore.

He only knew that if he had known this would be the outcome, he wouldn't have dared to betray the Ni family even with a hundred guts.

But now, it seemed it was already too late.

“Mr. Ni, listen to my explanation...”

Blackie looked at Ni Yongyao, who was walking slowly toward him, a smile uglier than crying on his face.

“If you have anything to say, go down and tell the old man.”

Ni Yongyao held his cigar and flicked it on Blackie’s face.

The scorching ash fell, but Blackie didn't even dare to dodge.

“Mr. Ni, it was all Prince forcing me, I was forced into it, please, for the sake of my decades of service to the Ni family...”

Blackie grabbed Ni Yongyao’s pant leg, begging.

“In this life, sooner or later, you have to pay it back.”

Ni Yongyao kicked Blackie away, then made a throat-slitting gesture to Storm Shadow.

Storm Shadow understood and walked over immediately.

Swish!

After one strike, Blackie clutched his throat and fell.

Until his death, Blackie still wanted to say something, but could only make whimpering sounds, unable to say a single word.

With this, all four hall masters of the Ni family were dead.

“Gold Coin +50!”

“Gold Coin +1!”

“Gold Coin...”

Ni Yongyao saw the constantly appearing system notifications and showed a satisfied expression.

Then he shifted his gaze to Prince.

“Beep beep beep!”

Just at this moment, Ni Yongyao’s mobile phone rang.

“Mr. Ni, a call.”

Storm Shadow held the phone to Ni Yongyao’s ear.

At this time, mobile phones hadn't been miniaturized yet, and each one was the size of a brick, so Ni Yongyao always had Storm Shadow hold them.

“What is it? Speak.”

Ni Yongyao asked.

“Mr. Ni, a large number of cops are rushing over and are about to surround the Prince Boxing Gym.”

On the other end of the phone was one of the assassins Ni Yongyao had arranged.

The Ni family was already being watched by the OCTB, so Ni Yongyao naturally wouldn't let his guard down before taking action.

He had arranged several assassins in advance at various high points in the district to act as lookouts.

As soon as there was a situation, they would call to notify him.

“Keep a close eye on them.”

Ni Yongyao hung up the phone after speaking.

He ordered the group of assassins who were hacking Hongxing underlings: “Retreat!”

Although Hongxing’s side had completely collapsed, and killing them all was just a matter of time.

But now that the cops could arrive at any time, Ni Yongyao wouldn't take risks for small gains.

At this critical juncture, if they were blocked by the cops, the consequences would be very serious.

Following Ni Yongyao’s order, all the assassins immediately stopped the slaughter, retreated from the boxing gym in an orderly and disciplined manner like machines.

Afterward, they escorted Ni Yongyao and the others to the car and left quickly.

“Big Brother, why not kill Prince before retreating?”

In the car, Ni Yongxiao asked.

“A useless person, I can kill him whenever I want; no need to rush.”

Ni Yongyao said indifferently.

In fact, Ni Yongyao could have easily finished off Prince just now, but he didn't do so.

For Ni Yongyao, killing Prince now would only yield a few dozen gold coins, which was too wasteful.

Since the person was already useless, it was better to leave him alive and harvest him next time.

After all, Prince had his arm severed; it was impossible for him not to seek revenge for such a big grudge.

Ni Yongyao was just waiting for Prince to gather people for revenge, and then he could harvest a big wave.

Kun-style food stall.

“Mr. Ni, what would you like to eat?”

The owner of the food stall greeted Ni Yongyao when he saw him.

“The usual.”

Ni Yongyao said, finding a seat and sitting down.

Ni Yongxiao and Third Uncle also sat down together.

Storm Shadow stood behind Ni Yongyao, scanning the surroundings vigilantly, using his body as a shield.

If someone were to assassinate Ni Yongyao at this moment, no matter where they appeared from, Storm Shadow could block the fatal blow.

“Coming right up.”

The owner shouted and turned into the back kitchen to get busy.

This food stall was opened near the Ni family manor.

The owner and Ni Kun were old friends of decades; for so many years, Ni Kun would come here to eat something from time to time, and bring Ni Yongyao and the others along.

The owner naturally knew what business the Ni family was in, but he hadn't let a word slip for decades, so he was considered half a Ni family member.

Soon, the food was served.

Draft beer and some simple fried food.

Not high-end, but carrying a thick, smoky atmosphere.

“Big Brother, tomorrow is the day Father is buried. Now that the four traitors are all dead, I think Father would be comforted if he knew in the afterlife.”

Ni Yongxiao raised his glass and said slowly.

“This glass of wine, first to the old man.”

Ni Yongyao nodded, then stood up and poured half the wine on the ground.

Seeing this, the others followed suit.

Ni Yongyao drank the remaining half of the wine in one gulp and sat back down.

Just at this moment, several sedans drove over and stopped at the entrance of the food stall.

The car doors opened, and a team of cops in suits walked out.

Two people walked at the front; one was Huang Zhicheng of the OCTB, and the other was Lu Qichang of the OCTB.

“Mr. Ni, out eating so late?”

Huang Zhicheng walked to Ni Yongyao’s side.

An ordinary sentence, coming out of Huang Zhicheng’s mouth, carried a sarcastic tone.

“None of your damn business.”

To this, Ni Yongyao didn't even lift his head, smoking his cigar on his own.

As soon as these four words came out, Huang Zhicheng’s expression froze.

Even the subsequent sarcastic words were choked in his throat.

“Someone just reported a fight at the Prince Boxing Gym, with dozens of casualties. Do you know about this?”

Huang Zhicheng took a deep breath and stared at Ni Yongyao aggressively.

Because Ni Yongyao retreated in time, Huang Zhicheng and the others came up empty-handed.

Even Prince’s side had run away cleanly, leaving only a mess behind.

Although there were bodies at the scene, Huigang valued evidence, and it was difficult to strike at the Ni family without catching them red-handed.

“None of my damn business.”

Ni Yongyao said indifferently.

This attitude completely enraged Huang Zhicheng.

“Ni Yongyao, don’t be too arrogant! Don’t think that just because you ran fast this time, I can’t do anything to you.

I tell you, I’ve got my eye on you; be careful in the future!”

Huang Zhicheng pointed at Ni Yongyao and roared.

As a cop, not only was his arrest operation played for a fool, but now he was being looked down upon by Ni Yongyao; how could Huang Zhicheng stand it?

“Officer, can I take that as you threatening me? Be careful, I’ll file a complaint against you.”

Ni Yongyao completely ignored Huang Zhicheng’s anger and took a deep drag of his cigar.

Then he blew a mouthful of smoke directly into Huang Zhicheng’s face.

“Ni Yongyao! Watch your status, don’t be too cocky!”

Lu Qichang, who was on the side, shouted.

“Officer, is being cocky against the law? Which law says you can’t be cocky?”

Ni Yongyao leaned back in his chair, calmly looking at the two in front of him.

Huang Zhicheng was angered to death by Ni Yongyao’s attitude, almost unable to control himself from hitting him.

Then he suddenly laughed in anger, the corners of his mouth rising, and said: “I suddenly remembered a happy event; Ni Kun is dead, we should open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.”

“What did you say!”

Ni Yongxiao pushed the table away, stood up, and glared at Huang Zhicheng.

In Ni Yongxiao’s concept, family was the most important, and he would never allow outsiders to insult them.

“I said, Ni Kun is dead, I want to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.”

Huang Zhicheng looked at the emotionally out-of-control Ni Yongxiao, showing a triumphant expression.

The frustration he had suffered from Ni Yongyao tonight seemed to have been found back at this moment.

“Yongxiao.”

Ni Yongyao stood up and pressed Ni Yongxiao back into his seat.

Then he looked at Huang Zhicheng and said: “Officer, I don’t know if you’ve heard a saying: opening champagne at halftime will get people killed.”

“Killed? Good, let’s wait and see who dies first!”

Huang Zhicheng sneered.

“Ni Yongyao, I’ve also remembered you; you’d better behave yourself.”

Lu Qichang pointed at Ni Yongyao, his words carrying a strong warning.

After speaking, he got into the car with Huang Zhicheng and the others and left.

Watching the cars drive away, Third Uncle slammed his fist on the table in anger.

“Damn it, these cops are getting more and more excessive! A-Yao, give me a chance, I’ll go finish him off!”

Third Uncle said viciously.

This wasn't just tough talk; as the person in the Ni family who specialized in dirty work, Third Uncle always did what he said.

“Third Uncle, no rush.”

Ni Yongyao patted Third Uncle’s arm, signaling him to calm down.

Afterward, he placed a videotape on the table and slowly pushed it toward Third Uncle.

“Send this videotape to the police station; this will be more uncomfortable for him than killing Huang Zhicheng.”

Ni Yongyao said.

What was recorded in the videotape was naturally Huang Zhicheng and Mary meeting privately and discussing the murder of Ni Kun.

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