Clang!
Chen Jinzhao threw the blood-stained fruit knife onto the ground, then walked over to Liang Zhichao.
He patted Liang Zhichao's cheeks, not too hard, not too soft.
Liang Zhichao dared not get angry, nor dared he speak.
Seeing Liang Zhichao's fearful expression, Chen Jinzhao chuckled, "I gave you a chance, but you're useless."
Liang Zhichao cowered, forcing a smile that was uglier than crying, "Brother Chen, I was wrong before. Was my voice too loud?"
Chen Jinzhao ignored the coward and looked directly at Hong Junhui, who was sweating from his forehead.
"Tell me."
"Who wanted to make a move on me?"
Hong Junhui gritted his teeth, bearing immense pressure.
He knew that even when facing his boss, he had never felt such a terrifying sense of oppression.
"Chen Jinzhao, are you going to make a move on me?" Hong Junhui said in a deep voice.
"My big brother is..."
Chen Jinzhao grabbed Hong Junhui's head and slammed it against the wall with a dull thud, making Liang Zhichao tremble again.
Hong Junhui's forehead split open, blood flowing, making his face look ferocious.
"What did you just say?" Chen Jinzhao's tone was calm, not at all like someone who had just resorted to violence.
A wave of dizziness made Hong Junhui sway.
Hearing Chen Jinzhao's question, he was even a little dazed, as if he had lost his senses.
Chen Jinzhao lowered his head and looked at Liang Zhichao, "You tell me, who is Hong Junhui's boss?"
Liang Zhichao, fearing he would suffer the same fate as Hong Junhui, quickly said, "It's Third Master Chu. He has considerable status in both the underworld and legitimate circles in Ninghai City. Brother Hui is his subordinate."
"Oh..."
Chen Jinzhao gave a sound of acknowledgment and then said, "I don't know him."
"Why would this Third Master Chu want to make a move on me? As far as I recall, I haven't offended Third Master Chu."
Liang Zhichao had a bitter expression, indicating he didn't know either.
He only knew that Hong Junhui wanted to deal with Chen Jinzhao, and he had volunteered after seeing the photo. As for the reasons and consequences, he truly had no idea.
Chen Jinzhao held Hong Junhui's hair tightly and slammed his head against the wall twice more. "If you don't talk, you'll die."
The words were spoken calmly, so calmly that it made Hong Junhui's heart turn cold.
"Stop!"
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything..."
Hong Junhui finally relented.
Chen Jinzhao released his grip. Hong Junhui slid down the wall, leaning against it, and said weakly, "Third Master said that Ning Fei made a move on you. As for the reason, Third Master didn't reveal it."
"Or perhaps, even Third Master doesn't know."
Chen Jinzhao frowned again, "Who is Ning Fei?"
It was one thing for Chu San Ye to appear, but now another unknown Ning Fei had emerged. What was going on?
Hong Junhui covered his forehead and weakly said, "Ning Fei is the young master of Jiangnan Real Estate Group."
Chen Jinzhao finally had some recollection.
However, he had no enmity with this real estate group. Why would Ning Fei want to deal with him? It seemed he didn't just want to teach him a lesson, but to cripple him.
Could it be...
Ning Fei had enemies behind him?
Chen Jinzhao took out his phone and searched for information about Jiangnan Real Estate. He was shocked by what he found.
This real estate company was worth tens of billions, with projects spread across Jiangnan.
Ning Fei, as the young master of Jiangnan Real Estate, was thirty-five years old and could be considered accomplished at a young age. With the imminent retirement of the head of Jiangnan Real Estate, Ning Fei was undoubtedly the center of attention.
His social status was slightly higher than Yu Mengzhi's.
Initially, Chen Jinzhao thought Ning Fei was also one of Yu Mengzhi's suitors, but after seeing another post, he dismissed the idea. The article indicated that Ning Fei had a new romantic interest.
After much thought, Chen Jinzhao found no answers.
Finally,
Chen Jinzhao shook his head and gave up on digging deeper.
He said to Hong Junhui, "Tell Third Master Chu to inform Ning Fei that if he has the guts, he can send more people. I'll take on as many as they send. Also, tell him to remember that if he can't make me disappear completely, I will retaliate with the most severe vengeance!"
A chilling aura enveloped Hong Junhui and Liang Zhichao.
Chen Jinzhao left.
Hong Junhui remained stunned for a long time.
It was ten minutes after Chen Jinzhao left that he struggled to get up from the ground.
Seeing this, Liang Zhichao rushed to help him, "Brother Hui, what should we do now? Our brothers are all..."
Hong Junhui raised his hand.
Liang Zhichao understood and immediately brought a clean towel, handing it to Hong Junhui. Hong Junhui grimaced as he wiped the wound on his forehead, staining half of the white towel red.
After tending to his wound, Hong Junhui slapped Liang Zhichao across the face.
As if it wasn't enough to vent his anger, Hong Junhui slapped him seven or eight more times. All Liang Zhichao could do was endure it silently.
"Useless!"
"Didn't you guarantee that Chen Jinzhao was just a good-for-nothing?"
"Can you explain that to me?"
Liang Zhichao covered his face, not daring to utter a word.
Hong Junhui's hands were sore from hitting, so he switched to kicking, wanting to vent all the pent-up frustration and anger onto Liang Zhichao.
Eventually, he was too tired to hit anymore, and Liang Zhichao was already covered in bruises.
"My phone!" Hong Junhui commanded angrily.
Liang Zhichao felt a sense of relief and quickly took out his phone, handing it to Hong Junhui.
Hong Junhui took a deep breath and, after much hesitation, called Third Master Chu. The call connected, and Third Master Chu's deep voice came through, "Xiao Hui, is the matter settled?"
"Third Master, I..." Hong Junhui hesitated to speak.
Third Master Chu heard a hint of abnormality and frowned, "What's wrong? Was there an accident?"
Hong Junhui still didn't dare to speak.
"Speak!"
Third Master Chu's response was a single word, but it was enough to steady Hong Junhui.
Hong Junhui had no choice but to brace himself and say, "Third Master, the matter you entrusted me with, I messed it up. That Chen Jinzhao is a martial artist."
He then recounted the entire incident to Third Master Chu.
On the other end of the line,
There was another unsettling silence.
"Third Master?" Hong Junhui asked fearfully.
After the silence, Third Master Chu finally spoke.
"Good."
"I understand."
Hong Junhui wanted to say something more, but realized Third Master Chu had already hung up the phone.
At this moment.
Inside a villa in the suburbs of Ninghai City.
Third Master Chu was sitting face-to-face with a young man, drinking tea. The young man was Ning Fei, the young master of Jiangnan Real Estate.
Although Ning Fei was thirty-five years old, he looked like he was in his early twenties. He appeared to be from a different generation than Third Master Chu, who was only four or five years older.
Ning Fei vaguely heard something, put down his ceramic teacup, and asked, "Third Master, did the matter go wrong?"
Third Master Chu cautiously glanced at Ning Fei's expression and found that the young master of Jiangnan Real Estate was neither pleased nor angry, as if nothing could affect his mood.
The more this was the case, the more it indicated Ning Fei's unfathomable depth.
Even the experienced Third Master Chu was under considerable pressure at this moment.
"Young Master Ning, I guarantee that I will cripple him next time." Third Master Chu gritted his teeth and made a promise.
A gentle smile appeared on Ning Fei's face.
"That's what Third Master Chu said."
"If you mess up again next time, I will be unhappy."