The City's Strongest Son-in-law-Chapter 321 - 322: Something Happened at the Boxing Arena

"Brother Changfeng, please don’t tease me. I was just kidding. I’m just a small-time bar owner with no influence whatsoever. How could I possibly harm anyone?" the bar owner said pitifully.

Su Changfeng stretched out his hand and looked at it, saying, "Do you still want my hand? If not, I’ll keep it to feed myself."

The bar owner slammed his head down and said, "Brother Changfeng, everything I said just now was nonsense. I hope you’ll be magnanimous and forgive me this once."

"Isn’t it inappropriate for you to say that? After all, you’re a boss. How can your words be nonsense?" Su Changfeng laughed.

The bar owner now looked utterly miserable, his entire body starting to shiver, almost too scared to breathe.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Su Changfeng turned to ask Qing Yin.

Despite Qing Yin being covered in injuries, he now wore a cocky expression, standing up arrogantly and walking up to the bar owner, saying, "You dared to hit me. You tell me, how much should you compensate me for this?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Su Changfeng kicked Qing Yin in the butt and snapped, "You went to someone else’s place to cause trouble and you dare to demand compensation?"

Qing Yin, looking hurt and rubbing his butt, complained, "Boss, weren’t you here to back me up? Why kick me?"

"I came to back you up, but I also need to see who was at fault. The fault lies with you. Do you think I can just ignore the facts? Hurry up and apologize," Su Changfeng said.

Qing Yin sighed helplessly and had to squat down to pat the bar owner’s shoulder, saying, "I’m sorry, brother, but your demands are too harsh. I only touched your hostess once and you want 100,000. Isn’t that too much?"

The bar owner felt like he was dreaming. Not only did Su Changfeng not hold him accountable, but he even asked Qing Yin to apologize to him.

For a big shot like him, even if forced to give every last penny, he wouldn’t dare complain.

"No, no, if you like, you can have that hostess," the bar owner said.

Qing Yin recalled the feeling of touching her last night and said, "Deal."

"Alright, there’s nothing more to be done here. You can leave now," Su Changfeng said to Feng Bin. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"Brother Changfeng, Dao Jiu got injured last night. Are you going to see him?" Feng Bin said. Dao Jiu had previously instructed him not to tell Su Changfeng, but Feng Bin couldn’t help it after seeing Su Changfeng.

Upon hearing Feng Bin’s words, Su Changfeng’s expression suddenly became very serious.

He clearly knew Dao Jiu’s skills, so why would Dao Jiu get injured? Moreover, in the Hai City Boxing Arena, he’s almost invincible.

"Lead the way," Su Changfeng said, then turned to Qing Yin, "Stop causing trouble for me, or keep your distance."

Qing Yin nodded like a pecking chicken, saying, "Boss, don’t worry. I’ll behave."

After Su Changfeng and Feng Bin left the private room, the bar owner finally let out a long breath and asked Qing Yin, "Your boss has quite the temper, doesn’t he?"

Qing Yin said proudly, "My boss is a reasonable man, otherwise you small fries, he wouldn’t even need to lift a finger to deal with you."

"Yes, yes, of course," the bar owner didn’t doubt it, thinking how even Feng Bin had to call Su Changfeng ’Brother’.

"Ahem," Qing Yin coughed purposely.

The bar owner was smart enough to understand Qing Yin’s meaning instantly and quickly said, "I’ll arrange it immediately. There’s a room on the second floor of the bar. If you need anything, feel free to ask."

"Uh... I don’t have much experience. Find someone more experienced for me," Qing Yin said.

When Su Changfeng and Feng Bin arrived at the hospital, Zhu Lie was also there, and Dao Jiu, lying on the bed, looked pale.

"Brother Changfeng, why did you come?" Dao Jiu looked somewhat surprised. He had warned Zhu Lie and Feng Bin not to notify Su Changfeng.

"I’m the one who told Brother Changfeng," Feng Bin said, bowing his head.

Dao Jiu forced a smile of resignation.

Su Changfeng walked to the bedside, asking very seriously, "What happened? With your skills, who could hurt you this badly? Who was that?"

"We checked. It’s a new face, no information in Hai City, no idea where he came from. Last night he won 500,000 on the ring," Zhu Lie said.

Su Changfeng frowned, wondering why this underground boxing match turned into a gambling game.

"Brother Changfeng, to excite the audience, I set up a challenge match. Each fighter competes for different amounts of prize money. I was the defender with the 500,000 prize," Dao Jiu explained to Su Changfeng.

Su Changfeng was a bit surprised. He didn’t expect that aside from fighting, Dao Jiu had come up with such a novel idea to ignite the audience.

The idea itself was good, but this type of challenge match would definitely attract top fighters, which was like playing with fire.

"Do you know where that person is?" Su Changfeng asked.

"We’re investigating, but no news yet," Zhu Lie said, taking a bite of an apple, "With Dao Jiu in the hospital, there’s no one to manage the boxing arena. You need to come up with a plan, or that person might return tonight."

"What do you think? Just say it," Su Changfeng disdainfully looked at Zhu Lie.

Zhu Lie smirked awkwardly, and said, "Only you can do it. No one else can."

"Even Dao Jiu couldn’t beat him. Going there would just mean handing him money," Su Changfeng said with a helpless expression.

He remembered his past fight with Dao Jiu, and the outcome was something he hadn’t forgotten. Although he could kill Dao Jiu if he risked his life, doing so would also put him on the brink of death.

"Changfeng, are you afraid to go?" Zhu Lie taunted Su Changfeng.

"Even if I’m not that person’s match, I can still take care of you. Want to try?" Su Changfeng said.

Zhu Lie instinctively shrank back, took a hard bite of his apple, and pretended he hadn’t said anything.

Without Dao Jiu holding the fort at the boxing arena, a major incident could ensue. Despite his reluctance, seeing the situation, Su Changfeng had to agree, "Dao Jiu, rest up in the hospital. I’ll watch the boxing arena for a while."

When Su Changfeng returned to the Mountain Villa, it was already dusk. Tang Qiulu and her two sisters came back with their spoils of war, looking like they bought quite a lot. Each of them was carrying many bags.

After getting home, the three of them collapsed onto the sofa as if they had no bones.