Chapter 618: He must be a bad guy

Inside the briefcase was a hand.

A ripple finally appeared on Shang Yanxiong's usually calm, unruffled face.

He certainly recognized the owner of this hand; it was none other than Yu Shanghen, the big boss of Xingsheng Entertainment who had successfully started his business with 200,000,500 yuan. There was an emerald thumb ring on the thumb, a treasure passed down from his great-grandmother, worth nearly ten million.

Shang Yanxiong stood frozen in place.

He didn't look at the hand, but stared straight at Zheng Qian.

Since entering the Shanghai Americas Club, he had seen all kinds of opponents and all sorts of enemies. Some were refined, gentlemanly merchants. Some were dim-witted nouveau riche. Some were spoiled second-generation rich kids. Others were femme fatales.

But in the end, they had all been defeated by his hand.

Over the years, relying on his own tactics, he had successfully taken up his father's mantle.

At only 29 years old, he had already become the undisputed figurehead of Shanghe International.

His father, Shang Yizhou, had long since retreated behind the scenes. In another two years, he would truly ascend to the position of President of the Shanghai Americas Club, concurrently serving as the Chairman of the Board of Shanghe International Group.

Shang Yanxiong's pride was not without reason; on the contrary, he had deep-seated confidence.

He had never tasted defeat in his life.

Only Zheng Qian, who stood before him, was an opponent he had never encountered before.

Few people had ever threatened him like this. The last person who had threatened to kill him had been hacked to pieces and thrown into an asphalt concrete mixer; he was now lying on the road in front of 85 Chengye Road in the Jing District.

Zheng Qian had actually done it, and did it more thoroughly than those people.

"Little Shang, actually, I'm not such a cruel person; you forced me to do this. I'm just giving you a reminder today. No matter how we clash in business, or how you scheme against me, that's fine. But there is one thing you must absolutely pay attention to."

"And that is, don't touch the people around me, otherwise don't blame me for being too extreme."

"Yu Shanghen actually found Lu Lingwei to seduce Chen Weiqiang, and you are even detaining Liu Shiqi right now. I'm warning you, immediately withdraw those dirty tactics from the people around me, otherwise I will really get angry, and the consequences will be very serious."

Zheng Qian, with a cigarette in his mouth, pointed at the hand and said, "The cut is very clean; there's still a chance to reattach it."

After saying this, he stepped on the case and slightly raised his chin.

Shang Yanxiong's cheek twitched slightly.

The man in black beside him couldn't help but be moved.

He had followed Shang Yanxiong for so long and had never seen him this angry. He was always refined and gentlemanly, but today, he had nearly lost his composure in front of Zheng Qian. One could only imagine what he was feeling at this moment.

The man in black was just about to take Zheng Qian down, but Shang Yanxiong waved him off.

As one of the important members of the Shanghai Americas Club, Yu Shanghen naturally had bodyguards around him, and their strength was quite formidable.

But Zheng Qian had still managed to do it. In Shang Yanxiong's view, this meant that Zheng Qian also possessed formidable combat personnel. Since Zheng Qian dared to come with only Duan Qiran, it proved he was confident he would be safe; otherwise, he wouldn't have brought the "hand" so arrogantly.

"I am the culprit; why didn't you cut off my hand?" Shang Yanxiong said indifferently.

Zheng Qian laughed and glanced at the man in black behind him. "The expert by your side is likely levels above the people around Yu Shanghen, otherwise I would have just cut off your head directly. Enough talk, hurry up and release the people."

Shang Yanxiong was silent for a moment, then picked up his phone.

"After Chen Weiqiang took the money, he went to South Korea yesterday. I don't know where he is now. Liu Shiqi has regained her freedom; you can contact her at any time to confirm. Can you give me this case now?"

Zheng Qian did not respond immediately.

Just as he was about to call Liu Shiqi, his phone rang; it seemed she had indeed been rescued.

"Zheng Qian, I... I thought I would never see you again in this life!"

Before he could speak, Liu Shiqi's tearful voice came through. Clearly, these past two days had been suffocating for Manager Liu. Her voice was plaintive and extremely resentful. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought she had finally received news of her long-lost husband.

Zheng Qian smiled and comforted her, "Alright, alright, it's okay now. I'll send someone to pick you up and take you to a safer place. I need to handle some things first; I'll come see you after I'm done."

"Wuu... okay."

Liu Shiqi knew he was busy, so she hung up the phone with difficulty and reluctance.

Zheng Qian called Chen Weiqiang, but the phone was off, and he had blocked him on his social media feed. This didn't matter; he already knew that Chen Weiqiang had sold his shares, and the process had started this morning.

Shang Yanxiong gestured for the man in black to take the case.

Zheng Qian stopped him with an extremely stern look. After opening the case, he flicked cigarette ash onto the severed hand. The man in black was furious; he really couldn't help but want to teach this person who kept provoking his boss a lesson.

But Shang Yanxiong had not given the order to act, even though he was furious to the extreme.

At this moment, even with his excellent self-control, he couldn't help but have a ferocious glint in his eyes.

Shang Yanxiong took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "What do you mean?"

"Didn't I say that all those little tricks you used against the people around me must be withdrawn? Let me help you recall: is it only Chen Weiqiang and Liu Shiqi that you've targeted? What about Manager Li Tao who is in Yebai?"

As he said this, Zheng Qian pressed his cigarette butt onto the severed hand.

Just then, Shang Yanxiong's phone rang urgently; it was his subordinate's number.

"Speak."

"Shang Yanxiong, our boss isn't a serial killer, but his patience has limits. There were three people you sent; one of them is on his last breath, one had both legs broken, and the other one ran away—I just couldn't be bothered to chase him. I'm making this call to convey my boss's message to you. Get them back to Shanghu immediately; stop pulling these little stunts."

Listening to the busy tone from the other end of the line, Shang Yanxiong closed his eyes.

He opened them slowly a moment later.

He made several consecutive calls to make arrangements.

Only then did Zheng Qian nod in satisfaction and kick the briefcase in front of him.

"Take it now and send it to be reattached; there might still be a chance. Remember to clean the wound; it's full of cigarette ash and has been contaminated. Even if it's reattached, it will definitely affect recovery. What if it affects Manager Yu's hand function later?"

"How could you be so careless in preserving it?"

Zheng Qian said with a look of reproach.

Shang Yanxiong's cheek twitched unnaturally.

The man in black quickly picked up the briefcase and followed closely behind Shang Yanxiong as they left the café.

"Young Master Shang..."

When passing by the bar, the girl's heart fluttered. She knew that Shang Yanxiong liked Zhu Faluo, but she was a young girl in the prime of her youth, and it was hard not to feel a stir of emotion. Just as she was about to greet him, she saw his somewhat twisted face.

She was so scared that she immediately shut her mouth, not daring to speak.

Because the scene just now had happened in a corner, she couldn't see clearly or hear clearly, and didn't know what had actually happened.

"To make the dashing Young Master Shang so angry, that person must be a bad guy, right? Hmph!"