175: With his face under his buttocks, he had no choice but to bow his head.

"Where are we going during this time? Hijacking a prison van is no small matter; the Police will surely make a big move. Even if the Patriarch has immense power, it's impossible to suppress this matter before the commotion dies down."

As they spoke, the two had already rounded into a deserted alley.

Geng Long sneered, completely unconcerned: "Hehe, you can rest assured. When I was a mercenary in the Middle East, I took in a subordinate named Zhao Zheng. I saved his life on the battlefield. He's doing well in the City now and has quite a bit of ability. I plan to ask him for help to shelter us for a while."

"That's good then." Gu Ling nodded in relief upon hearing this.

"Oh, and how is Black Liu? Speaking of which, my subordinate seems to have some grievances with Black Liu; they are rivals in the City's underworld. This time, we can help him deal with Black Liu."

Mentioning Zhao Zheng, Geng Long suddenly remembered that his original plan for coming to the City was to deal with Black Liu first. However, he had bad luck and unexpectedly encountered Qin Shou first, falling into his hands.

"You don't need to act; Black Liu is already dead." Gu Ling said in a flat tone.

"What? Black Liu is dead!"

Geng Long was startled upon hearing this.

"Black Liu had the strength of the Xuan Rank Initial Stage, and his Iron Sand Palm skill was extremely formidable. Even I had some reservations and wasn't entirely confident of victory. Who in the City has such ability to kill him?"

"Who in the City has such ability, don't you know?" Gu Ling sneered and retorted.

"Qin Shou?" Geng Long narrowed his eyes slightly, somewhat disbelieving.

"Hmph, it's him."

Gu Ling nodded, took out her phone, and opened a video.

Geng Long took the phone and saw Qin Shou in the video having a conflict with a Young Master, crippling the Young Master right on the street.

"Why are you showing me this? This person isn't Black Liu." Geng Long looked puzzled.

"This person is indeed not Black Liu, but he is Black Liu's only son, Liu Haiyuan." Gu Ling looked at Geng Long with deep meaning.

"So that's it. So, Qin Shou killed Black Liu because he had a grudge with Black Liu's son?" Geng Long immediately understood Gu Ling's meaning.

Gu Ling nodded affirmingly: "Hmm, that should be it. Otherwise, there's no way to explain why Black Liu suddenly died. Moreover, the timing of Black Liu's death is quite coincidental; it was on the same day Qin Shou had a conflict with his son, Liu Haiyuan."

"Hmph, this person acts decisively, leaving no future troubles. What truly ruthless methods. It seems Young Master Ye's death is also very likely related to this Qin Shou." Geng Long stroked his chin, lost in thought.

"That's right, the Patriarch also has this suspicion. This video was sent to me by the Patriarch. Nowadays, almost all related videos online have been thoroughly deleted, which shows how powerful this person is. And this Liu Haiyuan is also dead; the cause of death is said to be a medical accident. Do you believe it?"

"It seems I underestimated this person before. To deal with him, I'm afraid we'll have to plan carefully." His expression was solemn, and he increasingly felt that Qin Shou was not easy to deal with.

"Hmm, I have the same thought. The Patriarch has been investigating this Qin Shou recently, but hasn't found any useful information. No matter how he investigates, the data shows that this person is just an ordinary rural person. But an ordinary person could never have his methods, and his medical skills are also extremely formidable. He very likely comes from an Ancient Medical Family."

"If he truly is a disciple of an Ancient Medical Family, if we kill him, I'm afraid we won't be able to stay in the country." Geng Long said with some concern.

"Don't worry about that. The Patriarch said that after it's done, he will send us abroad."

"Alright, you tell the Patriarch to prepare the money for me in advance. After this matter is done, what I, Geng Long, owe the Ye family will be considered repaid."

As he spoke, Geng Long picked up Gu Ling's phone and dialed a number.

Big Sister Ma and Zhao Zheng were currently seated in a luxurious private room of a bar.

Opposite them was a large trash can, and several subordinates were holding saws, trying to cut open the trash can.

"Ah—! Damn it! You motherf*ckers, slow down! You sawed my ass!"

Chen Long, inside the trash can, was pressed down tightly. The subordinates trying to saw open the trash can from outside couldn't see the situation inside, and one accidentally sawed Chen Long's butt.

"Sorry, Brother Long, I'll try a different angle."

The subordinate who was scolded broke out in a cold sweat and quickly changed his angle to continue sawing.

"Damn it, that's my arm!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the subordinate changed his angle, Lei Chuan, who was stuck on top, started cursing again.

The subordinate responsible for sawing open the trash can was caught between a rock and a hard place; no matter what he did, it was wrong.

"Lei Chuan, you motherf*cker, did you just fart again? Are you a f*cking farting machine? Your f*cking farts haven't stopped from yesterday until today."

As soon as Lei Chuan finished cursing, Chen Long, below, started cursing again, but this time Chen Long was cursing Lei Chuan, who was stuck on top.

"What's wrong with me farting? F*ck you, don't you fart? You motherf*cker, you even control other people's farts!" The two had been stuck for a whole day, and their tempers were short. Neither gave way, and Lei Chuan immediately retorted.

"I'm right below you! Can't you f*cking hold back a bit! When I get out, I'll kill you." Chen Long, from below, said fiercely.

"If you f*cking keep on yapping, I won't just fart; I'll directly squat over your face and take a dump, believe it or not?"

"No, Brother Lei, I was wrong, Brother Lei, please hold it in." Chen Long's face turned pale with fright upon hearing this and he quickly begged for mercy. With his face under a butt, he had no choice but to bow his head. A true man knows when to yield and when to stand firm.

"Take it out and saw it in another room."

Hearing Lei Chuan and Chen Long's back-and-forth vulgarities, Zhao Zheng's face turned ashen. He waved his hand, telling his subordinates to carry the trash can out.

Big Sister Ma's face was also like still water at this moment. She stared at Zhao Zheng and asked: "I say, Zhao Zheng, what do you plan to do about this? Now that Zhang Biao has found such a formidable person as a helper, this person's ambition is probably not small.

Under Black Liu's tyranny back then, the two of us could barely survive, but now that Strong Ox has suddenly appeared, I think his abilities are even a bit more formidable than Black Liu's back then. I'm afraid that in the future, the City's underworld will have no room for our two families to survive."

"Hmph! Damn it, I didn't know this Zhang Biao was actually a powerful newcomer; he hid himself deep enough. No wonder he dared to seize Black Liu's position; it turns out he found such a fierce person as Strong Ox." Zhao Zheng snorted angrily, his face full of resentment.

"Zhao Zheng, tell me, how do you plan to handle this matter? If it really doesn't work, do you think we should go talk to Zhang Biao again? Should we show weakness proactively?" Big Sister Ma had completely run out of ideas at this point, thinking that as long as they could continue to operate in the City, giving up some profit would be acceptable.