CHAPTER 865: CHAPTER 864: COLLUDING TOGETHER

At the same time, in Xijing, the provincial capital of Qin Province.

In a large logistics center warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

This is where the Ninth Branch of the Blood Flood Dragon Group is located.

"Who did it? Damn it, looking for death, insulting our Blood Flood Dragon Group, they won’t die a good death."

A burly man with a fierce face roared aggressively.

This was the Hall Master of the Ninth Branch, Li Wei.

On the ground in front of him was a stretcher with a bloodied person with broken arms lying on it.

It was Jiang Biao, the Squad Leader who caused trouble at the Wanshan Hotel earlier.

Now he was barely clinging to life.

Weakly, he called out to Li Wei.

"Hall Master, avenge me, avenge me!"

"It’s nothing for me to get injured, but we can’t let the face of our Blood Flood Dragon Group be sullied. If this gets out, we won’t be able to stand in Xijing anymore."

"Bang."

Li Wei angrily smashed his fist into a steel support pillar beside him, which was as thick as an adult man’s thigh. The column immediately bent, showing cracks, almost breaking.

Li Wei’s strength surpassed that of Jiang Biao’s, reaching almost Half-step Qi Transformation level.

"Damn it, who dares to touch my men? Are they tired of living? Have we found out who did it?"

Previously, someone whose face was slashed, and arm broken by Zhang Xiaoshan, spoke anxiously, smirking.

"We’ve found out, it was... it was Zhang Xiaoshan, the president of the White Dragon Association in Yang City, and his men."

"Earlier, Yang Qing was killed by him."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Li Wei’s expression froze for a moment, and he furrowed his brow in silence.

"This newly formed White Dragon Association dares to go against our Blood Flood Dragon Group? Do they really think they can ride over us?"

"But this..."

An aide nearby leaned in to speak.

"Hall Master, that Yang Qing wasn’t just anyone. If they could kill Yang Qing, they mustn’t be ordinary people. Besides, I hear that the White Dragon Association has three to four thousand members. Shouldn’t we report to headquarters for reinforcements?"

"Even if the Chairman doesn’t step in, having the Vice Chairman intervene would greatly increase our chances."

"Nonsense."

Li Wei responded immediately.

"If we report this, the Ninth Branch will become the laughingstock of the other branches. How will I hold my head up then?"

"Hall Master, someone is here to see you."

At this time, a subordinate came in to report.

"Who?"

"He claims to be Mr. Zhang from the Zhang family, one of the top ten families in Yang City."

"He says he’s Zhang Bolin and has some ties with you."

"Oh, it’s him..."

"The vice president of Zhang’s chain hotel. We’ve met a few times, but not close. We haven’t kept any contact privately. What’s he here to see me for?"

"Never mind, let him in first."

Immediately, Zhang Bolong, expelled from the family and company by Zhang Jian, was brought in.

"Mr. Zhang, what a rare guest, what brings you to my humble abode?"

Zhang Bolin glanced at the fallen Jiang Biao before saying to Li Wei.

"No need for formalities, Hall Master Li. I’m no longer Mr. Zhang, just a stray dog."

"I’m here today to ask for your help."

"This is a small token of my appreciation."

Zhang Bolin took a square wrapped in red cloth from his coat pocket and handed it to Li Wei.

Li Wei lifted the red cloth and looked.

"Oh?"

It was a small gold brick, shiny and at least one pound in weight.

"This, this... this gift is too valuable. Hahaha, well, since you insist, I’ll accept it."

Li Wei took the gold brick without hesitation.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Zhang Bolin said.

"You must have heard something about the changes in our Zhang family, right, Hall Master Li?"

Li Wei nodded.

"Yes, I heard something about your old man hiring killers, which led to your family being massacred due to some interest conflict, right?"

"Yes, no, that’s not it..."

Zhang Bolin explained.

"The rumors are false, just a facade. My uncle and elder brother were killed by my nephew Zhang Jian. He took the power and drove me out of the family."

"Your nephew? I heard that junior from your family was just a good-for-nothing. Could he really manage all that? Besides, you’ve been running the Zhang family for years, how come you couldn’t handle a junior?" Li Wei was skeptical.

Zhang Bolin became anxious.

"It’s true that Zhang Jian is a good-for-nothing, but... but he has the White Dragon Association backing him. He... he conspired with them."

"What, the White Dragon Association again?"

"No wonder."

Upon hearing Zhang Jian’s collusion with the White Dragon Association, Li Wei understood.

"Heh, Mr. Zhang, you want to use my guys as pawns? Hmph, the White Dragon Association is not easy to deal with. Do you think such a little toy could trick anyone? Take it back, I can’t help with this."

Li Wei handed the gold brick back to Zhang Bolin.

Zhang Bolin chuckled.

"Why, Hall Master Li, are you scared because your people were beaten by the White Dragon Association?"

"What did you say? How did you know? Do you believe I won’t kill you?"

Li Wei immediately grabbed Zhang Bolin by the collar.

Zhang Bolin said in panic.

"No, no, no, Hall Master Li, don’t be hasty. The incident where your men were beaten at the Wanshan Hotel has spread like wildfire outside, it’s no longer a secret. If you don’t avenge yourself, you’ll become a laughingstock."

"Besides, I’m not using you, but proposing a cooperation."

"As for this little gold brick, my Zhang family has at least a thousand just like it."

"What?" Li Wei’s eyes immediately brightened.

Seeing there was hope, Zhang Bolin quickly said.

"To tell you the truth, our Zhang family has a cellar filled with a large amount of gold, silver, and jewels. Only my elder brother and uncle knew about it; it was once my brother Zhang Bolong drunkenly told me. If you can help me deal with the White Dragon Association and help me regain control of the Zhang family, I’m willing to give you half."

Finally, driven by both anger and profits.

Li Wei made his decision.

"Alright, it’s a deal."

...

In a daze, Zhang Xiaoshan felt a bit hot.

It seemed like something had climbed into his blanket. He instinctively wanted to push it away.

As he applied strength with his big hand, he felt it touch a softness even softer than a sponge.

The texture was really impressive.

He couldn’t help but give it a little more squeeze.

"Mhm."

A soft hum reached his ears.

"This isn’t right."

Zhang Xiaoshan finally woke up, opening his eyes to meet Xu Xiaomeng’s alluring gaze.