82: Return to H City

After returning to the city, Qin Yang first dropped Deng Yue off at home, then immediately hurried to the place where Tie Niu worked—Scala, one of the top nightlife spots in H City!

By the time Qin Yang arrived, it was past eight in the evening, which was exactly when Scala had just opened for business.

At this moment, Tie Niu was already waiting in front of the entrance with a team of men for Qin Yang's arrival.

When Qin Yang stepped out of the car, Tie Niu quickly walked forward, bowed to Qin Yang, and said, "Boss."

The rest of the security guards behind him did the same.

This scene drew curious gazes from a crowd of customers.

Qin Yang waved his hand, signaling Tie Niu not to be so formal. Then, led by Tie Niu, the group walked inside Scala.

"Who was that guy just now? I remember the owner of Scala is Tao Peng, right? I've met Tao Peng before. How come that group of security guards called that young man 'Boss'?"

Because it was that time of night, Scala was packed with people everywhere. Many noticed Tie Niu calling Qin Yang 'Boss' and felt puzzled, so someone asked in confusion.

"I know about this. I heard that Scala replaced its security team a while ago. Those guards must be outsourced, and that young man should be the boss of the Security Company."

"However, I have to say, the security from this company is really impressive. Our Scala used to be called a 'personal arena,' but ever since this team took over, I haven't seen anyone causing trouble here for a long time. According to gossip, this Security Company was started by a famous big shot in the underworld. Some people didn't believe it at first and tried to cause trouble, but they were immediately taken away by these guards. Later on, those troublemakers never appeared here again," someone explained at this moment.

"Wow! Are they really that good?" A trendy girl heard this and asked, her mouth agape in surprise.

"Definitely! And do you guys know who that leader was?" The person explaining, flattered by the girl, couldn't help but want to show off how well-informed they were, and asked again.

Those gathered around shook their heads.

The explainer laughed smugly: "That guy's nickname is Tie Niu, and others call him 'Master Niu.' He is the current head of the security department at Scala. I've seen several big shots from our H City come here to hang out before, and they all offer Master Niu cigarettes and drinks first. Just think about how awesome this Master Niu must be to have that much face."

...

Because the explainer's voice was quite loud, and because the hearing of Qin Yang and his group was superior to that of ordinary people, his words were all heard by them.

Hearing that Tie Niu had reached the 'Master' status, Qin Yang found it quite amusing, so he teased him as they walked: "Oh wow, our Tie Niu has reached the 'Master' rank now!"

Upon hearing this, Tie Niu honestly scratched the back of his head and said, "Boss, don't listen to their nonsense. I just had a few 'civilized duels' with some old thugs. Don't let their reputation fool you; they are actually quite cowardly. They were scared by me, which is why they gave me face."

"Oh? Civilized duels? How come I don't know about this? Tell me more," Qin Yang asked, puzzled.

"It was just some minor issues, so we didn't report it to you. It happened when we first took over Scala. Stationing at such a large nightlife spot brings in a decent income for our brothers, and since we were new faces, many old-timers wanted to snatch away our position. So, they sent some subordinates to cause trouble."

"My brothers and I taught those lackeys a lesson, which drew out the old ghosts behind them. Boss, you know my temper is a bit impulsive, so I went straight to their doorstep. The other side didn't want to escalate things, so they proposed a 'civilized duel'."

"Then I sparred with these old-timers one by one. Who knew they were all a bunch of cowards? After taking one punch from me, they all behaved. Since then, basically no one has dared to cause trouble at our venue," Tie Niu explained the whole story.

"Oh, I see. What does 'civilized duel' mean? I've never heard of it before," Qin Yang asked curiously.

"Uh, it just means one-on-one fighting to see who is tougher—trading blows, no holds barred, life or death," Tie Niu replied.

Hearing this, Qin Yang understood, though he muttered inwardly that these old thugs must have grown guts from a bear and a leopard to dare to challenge Death Warriors to a one-on-one fight. They truly had commendable courage!

As they spoke, Tie Niu led Qin Yang and his group into a large private room. At this moment, four or five young people were kneeling inside. They were all bruised and swollen, clearly having been dealt with. Then, Qin Yang spotted a few small bags of white powder on the coffee table, and his expression instantly turned serious.

"Are these the ones?" Qin Yang asked, sitting in the center of the sofa.

"Yes. Last night, our brothers saw these guys acting suspiciously, so we kept a close eye on them and found this 'flour' on the table. Then I notified you," Tie Niu replied.

Qin Yang picked up a small bag of the powder and laughed in anger, "You guys really have some nerve, daring to trade this stuff on my turf?"

"Brother, Big Brother, this is our first time. Please, considering it's our first offense, spare us this once." Hearing Qin Yang's words, one of the kneeling men immediately begged.

"Spare you? Heh, a bunch of subhuman scum. Do you know how much I hate this stuff? How many families have been ruined because of it? And if I let you go, how many hearts of those who sacrificed themselves for this cause would I chill? Don't give me that useless talk. Tell me, who are your suppliers and buyers? Where does this stuff come from?" Qin Yang replied. He was speaking the truth; he deeply admired anti-drug police and firefighters, as these people truly put their lives on the line to protect the public's safety.

Qin Yang was truly surprised that this powder had appeared at his own establishment. You have to understand, in the entire Dongda nation, regardless of age or gender, there is zero tolerance for this stuff. He didn't expect these people to be bold enough to trade in a public place; they really didn't know how to spell the word 'death.'

Regarding Qin Yang's questions, the few junkies didn't want to cooperate at first. Qin Yang naturally had no patience for such people and signaled his men to continue dealing with them. Qin Yang wasn't a police officer, so he didn't have to follow any rigid rules.

Finally, after Tie Niu crushed three of one man's fingers, the guy couldn't withstand the pain and spilled everything he knew.

After learning the information, Qin Yang thought for a moment, took out his phone, and called someone.

"Hello, President Qin." The other party answered the phone, their voice full of surprise.

"Are you busy? I have some good news for you," Qin Yang said directly.

"Not busy, not busy. Does President Qin need me to come over?"