Chapter 171: A Reunion with an Old Acquaintance

Zhang Qiang heard this, and his eyes instantly lit up, flashing with excitement.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, thank you, Mr. Jiang!"

He bowed repeatedly, his demeanor more respectful than before.

"As long as you say the word, I, Zhang Qiang, will walk through fire and water without hesitation!"

Zhang Qiang felt a secret joy; the horse supervisor of Di Jiang Group was an old acquaintance of his.

If Jiangnan nods, this matter will almost certainly succeed, and the Ye family's shares would be within easy reach, wouldn't they?

As for the Black Tiger Gang, Zhang Qiang sneered inwardly, "Jiangnan, Jiangnan, you are still too young."

Daring to oppose the Black Tiger Gang is simply courting death!

However, for him, it is a good opportunity.

Zhang Qiang's eyes flickered, and a plan silently took shape in his mind.

At that moment, a commotion erupted on the other side of the bar, interrupting their conversation.

A hulking Dao Ba‑faced Man, his face bearing a ferocious scar, shouted loudly.

"Xu Jiaojiao, do you still think you're the lady of the Chu Group?"

The Dao Ba‑faced Man delivered a hard slap to the face of a richly dressed young lady.

The crisp sound of the slap rang especially harshly in the noisy bar.

The young woman's fair cheek instantly bore five vivid red fingerprints, shocking to the eye.

She covered her face, tears brimming in her eyes, yet stubbornly did not cry.

"Your husband's corpse is already cold, yet you still pretend to be lofty in front of me?"

The Dao Ba‑faced Man's tone was arrogant, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

The surrounding crowd glanced sideways, but no one dared to intervene.

"I tell you, Xu Jiaojiao, today you must obey, whether you want to or not!"

The Dao Ba‑faced Man pressed forward step by step, the lecherous glint in his eyes growing ever stronger.

"As long as you obediently spend a night with me, I'll give you a hand—how about it?"

He flashed a sleazy grin, reaching out to grab Xu Jiaojiao's wrist.

Xu Jiaojiao retreated in terror, but the Dao Ba‑faced Man seized her in one grab.

"Let go of me! You beast!"

She struggled desperately, yet could not break free.

At that moment, a cold voice suddenly rang out,

"Let her go."

Jiangnan, at some point, had already stood behind the Dao Ba‑faced Man, his gaze cold as a blade.

The Dao Ba‑faced Man froze, turning his head toward Jiangnan, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"What are you, some nobody? How dare you meddle in my affairs?"

"You have three seconds—let her go, then get out."

Jiangnan's voice was calm, yet carried unquestionable authority.

"Hahaha!"

The Dao Ba‑faced Man seemed to hear a joke, throwing his head back in a loud laugh.

"Kid, do you know who I am? I'm the Black Tiger Gang…"

Before the words finished, Jiangnan struck like lightning, snatching the Dao Ba‑faced Man's wrist.

A crisp "crack!" sounded, and the Dao Ba‑faced Man's wrist was brutally snapped off!

"Ah!"

The Dao Ba‑faced Man let out a pig‑slaughter‑like scream, a bead of sweat the size of a bean appearing on his forehead instantly.

He clutched his broken wrist, rolling on the ground in pain, no longer exuding any arrogance.

"Get out."

Jiangnan spat the word coldly, as if it came from a demonic voice of hell.

The Dao Ba‑faced Man scrambled, rolling and crawling away from the bar, fearing that a slower step would have Jiangnan tear him to pieces.

The surrounding crowd gasped, their gazes at Jiangnan filled with shock and awe.

"Are you... are you okay?"

Jiangnan walked up to Xu Jiaojiao and asked softly.

Xu Jiaojiao lifted her head, looking at the tall, handsome man before her, a trace of gratitude flashing in her eyes.

She felt the man before her seemed familiar, yet she couldn't recall who he was at that moment.

"I... I'm fine, thank you."

Xu Jiaojiao's voice trembled, carrying a hint of relief at having survived.

"As long as you're okay."

Jiangnan gave a slight nod, turned and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Xu Jiaojiao suddenly called Jiangnan,

"Sir, could you... could you help me?"

"Help you?"

Jiangnan's brows twitched slightly,

"Why should I help you?"

"I know you're not an ordinary person; you must have a way to help me."

In Xu Jiaojiao's eyes flickered a hopeful light, as if she had grasped the last lifeline. Her voice choked, and tears burst from her eyes again,

"My husband was killed by someone, the company was taken away, I... I have nowhere to turn."

"Please, help me!"

Jiangnan fell silent for a moment, as if pondering something. After a moment, he spoke slowly:

"I can help you, but I have one condition."

Xu Jiaojiao nodded without hesitation, her gaze firm.

"What condition? As long as you can help me, I will agree to anything!"

"I want you to investigate something, the truth behind the Ye Family Massacre Case."

Jiangnan's voice was low, his gaze deep; Xu Jiaojiao was slightly startled, then her complexion shifted a shade, showing a pallor.

It was only now that she finally recalled why the man before her looked familiar.

Because that man had already appeared at the Ye family's banquet back then!

"Yes, I'm sorry!"

Xu Jiaojiao's face turned deathly pale, her voice trembling slightly.

"Thank you for saving me earlier, but I have other matters, so I'll leave now."

Having said that, she turned to leave, her expression flustered, steps hurried.

A cold glint flashed in Jiangnan's eyes; he realized that Xu Jiaojiao should also know about the Ye Family Massacre Case.

"Stop!"

Jiangnan lunged forward in a single arrow step, without waiting for words, and seized Xu Jiaojiao's fair wrist.

Xu Jiaojiao was slightly stunned, her steps halted, and she turned her head toward Jiangnan.

"What?"

Her voice was gentle, tinged with doubt, though a flash of panic crossed her eyes.

"What exactly is the inside story of the Ye Family Massacre Case?"

Jiangnan led Xu Jiaojiao out of the bar into a dark alley, his voice low, his gaze like torches.

Xu Jiaojiao's body trembled, her eyes flickered, she hesitated for a moment, about to speak.

Suddenly, a clamor of footsteps came from the alley mouth, shattering the silence.

"You stinky whore, stop right there!"

The Dao Ba-faced Man led a group, his aura fierce as he stormed back toward the bar, chasing this way.

They brandished clubs, each looking like a ferocious demon, their eyes filled with anger and murderous intent.

"Damn it, you dare ruin my plans; today I'll make you wish for death!"

The Dao Ba-faced Man glared at Jiangnan viciously, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Kid, aren't you supposed to be good at fighting? I want to see how many you can take down!"

He waved his hand, and the henchmen behind him immediately swarmed, encircling Jiangnan and Xu Jiaojiao.

Xu Jiaojiao's complexion turned pale, her body trembling slightly, her eyes filled with fear.

She clutched Jiangnan's arm tightly, as if holding onto a lifeline.

"You get out quickly; they're after me, it has nothing to do with you!"

Xu Jiaojiao's voice trembled, with a hint of sobbing, yet her eyes showed resolve.

"Leave? Today none of you will get away!"

The Dao Ba-faced Man sneered, cruelty blazing in his eyes.

"Attack! Men, maim them; women, keep them!"

At his command, the henchmen immediately brandished their clubs, charging at Jiangnan and Xu Jiaojiao.

Jiangnan's gaze hardened, a powerful aura erupting from him.

He shielded Xu Jiaojiao behind him, coldly watching the advancing henchmen.

"Know nothing of life or death!"

Jiangnan let out a cold snort, his figure flashing as he surged into the crowd like a specter.

Bang—Bang—Bang!

A muffled series of thuds rang out, accompanied by cries of agony.

Jiangnan moved like a tiger among sheep, wherever he went, chaos erupted.

In less than a minute, all the henchmen collapsed, wailing in pain.

The Dao Ba-faced Man was stunned; he hadn't expected Jiangnan to be so formidable.

A flash of fear crossed his eyes, and he turned to flee.

"Trying to run?"

Jiangnan sneered, lunged forward in a single arrow step, and seized the Dao Ba-faced Man's collar.