Chapter 665: A Master of Pretense

"Shang Yanxiong, if you want my help, I can put in a word with the guys around Southeast Asia. My connections in the United States might not compare to yours, but in Asia, my word still carries some weight."

"How about it? Should I get them to make an exception at their docks?"

This was a call from Yun Yexi, the young master of the Songshang Club, one of the three major clubs.

Hearing the strains of music coming from the other end of the line, Shang Yanxiong said slowly, "Seeing me suffer such a crushing defeat in this battle, you have the leisure to attend some music festival?"

"Haha, something like that! But this isn't a music festival; it's a movie premiere. The song 'neon' is actually quite good. How about it? Do you want me to mediate for you? I guarantee you'll feel much better."

"No need. I don't like owing people. Let's leave it at that."

With that, Shang Yanxiong hung up the phone.

At this moment, he was at a private dock in Shanghu, waiting for someone.

The private dock mentioned here did not refer to a dock owned by a single individual, but rather a place specifically for wealthy people to dock their yachts, rather than a beach accessible to the general public; one only needed to pay a certain fee.

Thinking about how Yun Yexi had actually called him just to mock him, Shang Yanxiong's expression darkened even further.

Three cars were parked on the dock, a row of bodyguards in black stood tall, ready for action, and the entire scene was deathly silent.

Not long after, a yacht was seen slowly approaching in the distance.

On the hull, there were three large characters: "The Sail."

After docking under the guidance of the staff, a group of people walked down.

Walking at the very front were, naturally, Zheng Qian, Chen Chou, and San Wu. Following them in single file were the men in black with "Qianlu Security" armbands. Duan Qiran, Chou Feng, and Jiang Yanran followed closely behind, and further back were Shang Rongyan, Celinka, and the others.

"Brother~ Wuwu~ I thought I'd never see you again~"

Seeing that she was getting closer and closer to Shang Yanxiong, Shang Rongyan ran over, weeping.

She hugged his waist tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.

She truly looked like a pear blossom bathed in rain—a pitiful sight.

Shang Yanxiong held her gently, draped his coat over her shoulders, and stroked her long hair. "Little sister, these past few days... you've been wronged. Brother is here to take you home. I will make everyone who hurt you pay the price."

"Wuwu wu... Mhm mhm... wuwu..."

Shang Rongyan still seemed to have psychological trauma regarding Zheng Qian.

She had originally intended to report his crimes to his face, but thinking about having just been thrown into the sea, she couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. In the end, she didn't say anything and just kept crying in Shang Yanxiong's arms.

"Shang Yanxiong, I have to tell you, I actually hate fighting and killing."

"So I hope you won't force my hand, okay?"

Zheng Qian lit a cigarette and said indifferently.

Shang Yanxiong looked straight at the man in front of him.

This was a man he had originally looked down upon, but who had brought him endless disaster. Shang Yanxiong had never tasted defeat in his life, but he had to admit that in this battle of wits with Zheng Qian, he had lost far too much.

He had even embarrassed the United States military in front of the whole world, which was equivalent to slapping him in the face in public.

He wished Zheng Qian would die right now.

"The person who started cutting off hands seems to be you, right?" Shang Yanxiong pushed up his glasses and said slowly. "And you even cut off my subordinate's head. I haven't even harmed the people around you yet. Zheng Qian, you were the one who went too far first."

"Heh."

Zheng Qian couldn't help but laugh.

He took a deep drag of his cigarette and walked a few more steps forward, getting closer to Shang Yanxiong.

"You brat, it was you who moved against Chen Weiqiang and Liu Shiqi first, and even sent people to try and kidnap Jiang Yanran. If I didn't retaliate, would I still be a man? Business battles are fine, but don't you ever think about targeting the people around me."

"I'm serious about this. Otherwise, don't blame me for killing your whole family."

When he said the last sentence, Zheng Qian's tone suddenly became incomparably chilling.

Killing your whole family.

These four words struck the hearts of everyone present like a heavy hammer. The few bodyguards in black immediately changed expressions and instinctively wanted to step forward. "Insolent!"

"Who are you calling insolent?" Chou Feng didn't hesitate either, leading the Qianlu Security Team forward a step.

The atmosphere between the two sides instantly became thick with gunpowder.

It seemed like a vicious battle was about to start at any moment.

Chen Chou just stood loosely by Zheng Qian's side, his eyes half-open, glancing indifferently at the bodyguard in black beside Shang Yanxiong. The latter felt his gaze and immediately felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, even letting out a slight grunt.

In an instant, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Don't overreact."

Shang Yanxiong waved his hand and said softly, "I lost this time. It's my first loss, but it will also be my last. Zheng Qian, I'll remember you. After all these years, I've finally met a decent opponent. The domestic shipping market is yours. For this period, you can enjoy the limelight and be as arrogant as you like. But I've said it before: anyone who provokes my little sister will pay the price."

Zheng Qian laughed.

He suddenly took a step forward, moving extremely fast, stopping less than a centimeter away from Shang Yanxiong.

The black man beside him was even faster, about to chop at Zheng Qian's neck. Chen Chou struck suddenly, arriving at Zheng Qian's side a step earlier, extending a finger that vibrated dozens of times per second, piercing toward the black man's palm.

The black man was terrified, not expecting Chen Chou's martial arts to be so profound.

Is this even a human finger?

It was just like a great spear!

And at this very moment, Zheng Qian had already pressed his cigarette butt onto Shang Yanxiong's chest.

After all, he was also a man with a 5A panel.

Shang Yanxiong was just an ordinary person.

Before he could dodge, he smelled the scent of burning wool.

He hadn't expected Zheng Qian's martial arts to be so impressive; he didn't even have a chance to react! Being despised by Zheng Qian with such an insulting action again, the expression that Shang Yanxiong had been able to feign calmness with instantly turned into fury.

"I'll be waiting for the day you make me pay the price."

After saying this, Zheng Qian even stroked Shang Rongyan's hair.

The look she gave Zheng Qian became increasingly terrified.

He...

He actually pressed the cigarette butt onto her brother's chest, and the strong black man beside him couldn't stop it! No, it was the white-haired youth beside Zheng Qian who was too terrifying... No... Zheng Qian, his courage was just too astonishing.

This damnable Zheng Qian!

"Let's go."

After finishing his show-off, Zheng Qian walked in front first.

Only after walking a few dozen meters away did he ask in a low voice with lingering fear, "How many people are around?"

"There are no less than a hundred guns pointed at us, including 12 snipers. If over a hundred people with rapid-fire shotguns all rushed over and opened fire on us, many people would likely die. No matter how good my martial arts are or how fast I run, I can at most take one person away."

"Fortunately, you didn't let everyone on the yacht come down. Shang Yanxiong must have sensed that someone was also aiming at him."

"However, you really did a great job showing off just now."