Chapter 224: Saving the Ruthless Mob Boss 12

He sat back on the Sofa, legs spread, his posture domineering as he looked down at the underling kicked over by A Qiang.

His gaze grew cold, making people shudder involuntarily.

"It's a pity this isn't the Life and Death Hall; we don't even have a handy tool."

Meng Fuchi tilted his head and sighed, "But that's fine; I'll leave you a whole corpse, kill the chicken to scare the monkeys."

He returned those words unchanged.

The private room fell into complete silence; the Red Gang members couldn't leave even if they wanted to, let alone the bound Toxic Stock people.

They all looked on, trembling with fear yet full of curiosity, for though rumors said Meng Fuchi was ruthless, none had ever seen it firsthand.

Du Ruosong was even more panicked, his heart pounding like a drum.

"Lift your head."

Meng Fuchi gave the order.

"Please let me go…… I beg you……"

The underling had already anticipated his fate; during his time infiltrating ELF, he had seen how Meng Fuchi dealt with gang traitors, and imagining those tortures on himself filled him with utter despair.

He crawled with hands and feet to Meng Fuchi's leg, bangs his head loudly, "Please let me go or kill me…… I beg you!"

"I refuse your request, unless……"

Meng Fuchi chuckled lightly, lifted the underling's chin with an empty wine bottle, his tone icy, "Tell me who your insider is in ELF."

Du Ruosong's breath caught.

He pressed his lips together tightly and subtly gestured to the underling.

"……Yes, yes… it's your assistant……"

The underling understood Du Ruosong's meaning; he didn't want to implicate his family, so he had to comply, anyway…… anyway Liang Shu wasn't any good either.

"What?! Liang Shu?"

Zuo Kun and A Qiang spoke in unison.

A Qiang waved his hand in the air, "I knew that pretty boy Xiao Bai wasn't anything good! The boss saved him, yet he dares to have second thoughts!"

"Liang Shu, anyone else?" Meng Fuchi showed no reaction, as if he'd already guessed, and continued asking.

"No…… really none, all my missions were assigned by him; he had me disrupt the casino's takings…… and it was him together with Long Zhen Tian who jointly caused you to almost mistakenly kill your subordinate……"

The underling dumped all the blame onto Liang Shu in a rush, his words somewhat garbled, but still made the ELF members understand his meaning.

Du Ruosong finally relaxed, leaning back.

"Lying."

Meng Fuchi said slowly.

He drew a cigar from his personal case, lit it, took a puff with an indifferent expression, and exhaled lightly.

Amid the swirling smoke, a cold dagger suddenly pierced the underling's palm, blood spraying.

"Deceiving me comes at a price."

The dagger twisted and ground; the underling screamed, but A Qiang restrained him so he couldn't struggle, only able to watch as the dagger turned his hand into a bloody mess.

Meng Fuchi's lips curled into a smile as he opened a new bottle of red wine, pouring it around the wound; bright red blood and wine mixed, flowing onto the pristine white tiles, looking exceptionally decadent.

The smell of blood permeated the air, and everyone's gaze toward him grew somewhat fearful.

"Ahhh——no, I beg you… kill me!! Kill me…"

"I'll ask again, who else is your insider?"

Meng Fuchi asked him, his voice slightly hoarse.

"I don't know…… ahhh!!"

Another stab went in, this time into his stomach, not deep but like peeling skin, slicing piece by piece.

This torture was no less than death by a thousand cuts.

But in an instant, a sudden change occurred.

Meng Fuchi's dark pupils instantly darkened, black aura surged for a moment, then he slightly furrowed his brows and immediately pressed harder.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Accompanied by the underling's anguished scream, the dagger's tip plunged into his eyeball, and he passed out.

The private room filled with rising and falling gasps.

Several burly Red Gang members turned away, unable to bear watching further.

"Ugh!"

Meng Fuchi suddenly took a sharp deep breath, tossed the dead underling aside, clutched his chest, and furrowed his brows tightly.

He suddenly found he could barely contain his inner violent urges; just a moment ago he had actually wanted to kill everyone in the room.

Something's off…… this isn't right.

"Boss! Boss, what's wrong with you!"

A Qiang and Zuo Kun were the first to notice something amiss, rushing over to support Meng Fuchi on left and right, their voices panicked.

"Get out! Get out! All of you scram!"

ELF's subordinates sensed trouble, quickly pointed guns at the others, urging them to leave at once.

The Red Gang members, relieved beyond measure, didn't have time to wonder why Meng Fuchi suddenly felt unwell; for their own lives they ran faster than anyone.

The Toxic Stock people were also thrown out of the room.

"Boss!" A Qiang called again.

Meng Fuchi's phoenix eyes shut tight; in the midair invisible to everyone, black aura filled the room, seeking to rush into his body, but blocked by the blue-light-emitting pendant on his chest.

The two forces clashed, causing Meng Fuchi great pain.

"Quick! Send the boss to the hospital!" Zuo Kun shouted.

Du Ruosong looked at the chaotic scene, eyes suspicious—how could he not know Meng Fuchi still had this illness?

After thinking for a few seconds, he took advantage of the chaos and left the room.

"No……"

Meng Fuchi squeezed out a voice, his complexion gradually turning pale, suddenly recalling the agarwood on Jin Chen's body; a certain awareness told him he only needed Jin Chen.

"Jin Chen……call Jin Chen over."

"Ah?! Ah, okay, okay!! I'll call him right away—huh?" A Qiang stared, mouth agape, looking at the person at the door.

The private room door was forced open for the third time.

Jin Chen rushed in, panting, his handsome face flustered, running straight to Meng Fuchi.

"Brother Chi!"

He embraced Meng Fuchi's slightly trembling body, holding the person tightly in his arms.

"Jin Chen……"

Meng Fuchi smelled the familiar agarwood; the tense string in his mind instantly relaxed, the pain from the pulled nerves faded, and he fainted in his arms.

"I'm here, I'm here."

Jin Chen secretly exerted Spiritual Power, dispelling the black qi swirling in the room, and together with the Spiritual Pearl power on Meng Fuchi's chest, stabilized his turbulent soul.

Fortunately…fortunately he had the Spiritual Pearl given by Bai Ze; otherwise the black qi would have seized the chance to enter his body, tearing at his soul, and Meng Fuchi's body would have been ripped apart from being unable to bear it.

Jin Chen pressed his lips tight, held the person close, and let out a deep sigh.

"How……how did you get here, Jin Chen?"

A Qiang was completely bewildered, but he also knew the boss should be fine now—even his pallid complexion had recovered.

"I've waited too long, I was worried; Brother Chi told me the place earlier."

His anger hadn't yet faded, he didn't even want to keep up his persona, holding the person in his arms as he stood up: "I'll take him back first."

"Huh? Okay, okay."

A Qiang clicked his tongue, saying he hadn't been mistaken! This Jin Chen only puts on a green-tea act in front of the boss.

Zuo Kun patted his shoulder, saying, "Hey, you think Jin Chen won't like our boss, right?"

"You just noticed? Idiot! It's obvious the boss likes him too—otherwise, why so many exceptions!" A Qiang retorted irritably.