Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 512: Where Did These Three Clowns Come From?

Chapter 512: Chapter 512: Where Did These Three Clowns Come From?

He Jiang had planned to leave, but now he couldn’t go. However, he wasn’t discouraged because a car full of money was right before him.

After discussing things with Xiang Yu, He Jiang took the car keys and came out to move the money. It was the first time he had seen so much cash, and now it all belonged to him, so his excitement was indescribable.

Just as He Jiang was moving the money, Tie Zhuzi came out with a gloomy face, standing there without saying a word.

Seeing him come out, He Jiang had a bad premonition. Although Tie Zhuzi didn’t speak, his presence put a lot of pressure on He Jiang.

He Jiang gave Tie Zhuzi a sheepish smile and then stuffed two stacks of money into his hands as a tribute.

Tie Zhuzi didn’t accept them and threw the money back. He still didn’t speak, just stood there watching.

This made He Jiang start to worry. He couldn’t figure out what the silent big guy wanted to do.

In the end, He Jiang hardened his heart and directly gave ten bundles of money to Tie Zhuzi, who reluctantly shook his head, then picked up the money along with a small bag and walked away.

He Jiang became anxious, as that bag contained at least a million, he thought. He tried to chase after Tie Zhuzi but was frightened back by a glare from him.

"If you aren’t honest, I’ll take all this money," said Tie Zhuzi before walking away with the money.

There was nothing He Jiang could do but hurriedly pack the remaining money.

Around seven in the evening, He Jiang came to find Xiang Yu. It was about time; they needed to set off.

Xiang Yu had been ready long ago and called both Tie Zhuzi and Xiao Xuan to start their departure.

He Jiang and Xiang Yu sat in the back, with He Jiang feeling very uncomfortable inside, as if something was off.

"When exactly are you guys going?" He Jiang finally could not help but ask.

"You don’t need to worry about that, just take care of your own business," Xiang Yu said sternly, wanting to put pressure on the other man to be cautious.

On the surface, He Jiang was Xiang Yu’s big brother, but they knew that, in reality, He Jiang was nothing in front of Xiang Yu.

They arrived in front of a very peculiar skyscraper at the city center. The facade of the building was golden yellow, and it was cylindrical in shape, narrowing slightly towards the top. From a distance, it looked like a pillar reaching straight into the sky.

Seeing this building, Tie Zhuzi burst into laughter and pointed, exclaiming, "This building must be called ’Pillar Reaching Heaven’."

"How do you know?" asked He Jiang, somewhat surprised.

"Idiot," Tie Zhuzi couldn’t be bothered with him and cursed.

After getting out of the car, they first went through a comprehensive body check, including subcutaneous tissue, with metal detectors, showing that the other party was very cautious.

Whether it was the guns on Xiao Xuan or the daggers on Xiang Yu, they were all confiscated. Besides some metal on their belts, the four of them had no other metal objects on them.

Although He Jiang was a member of the organization, he had never been here before. This was Sect Hierarch Liu Lianyu’s place, and he was not yet privileged to have access.

If it weren’t for Xiang Yu today, he still wouldn’t have had the privilege. After entering, he felt somewhat nervous and repeatedly checked his appearance in the glass to see if his clothes were properly worn.

Since the three of them had arrived a bit early, they couldn’t go up yet and had to wait in the lobby.

Xiang Yu and his companions immediately settled on the sofa in the lobby. There was an array of fruits in the hall, and Tie Zhuzi picked up a plateful and sat down; the three of them chatted and ate together.

"This place is even more luxurious than a five-star hotel, I wonder where these sons of bitches get all this money from," Tie Zhuzi cursed resentfully.

Xiang Yu was already accustomed to such scenes. He popped a grape into his mouth and then said, "I like this building, we should come here to work in the future. It’s quite refreshing to be up against the sky every day."

The trio spoke and ate in a relaxed and happy manner. By this time, more people had gradually gathered around, many of whom had heard of Xiang Yu, but few recognized them.

Moreover, the people there saw three losers eating and talking without reserve, an unsightly sight; they were reluctant to associate with Xiang Yu and his companions, keeping their distance.

He Jiang also stood aside, somewhat embarrassed. Others might not know who Xiang Yu and his friends were, but he did.

Although Xiang Yu was posing as a street punk, he was actually the captain of the National Security Agency’s special agent team. Otherwise, how could he be talking and laughing with ease among so many big shots here?

"Brother Yu, it seems like they’re all looking at us," Tie Zhuzi commented while taking big bites of a peach.

"Uh-huh, just ignore them," Xiang Yu replied with indifference.

The trio ate unabashedly, and Tie Zhuzi even threw the peach pit on the ground. They weren’t responsible for cleaning up, so they didn’t care at all.

The surrounding crowd couldn’t understand who these three clowns were, acting as if they had never eaten fruit in their lives. Moreover, today was a bit special, with the bosses of four districts present, and everyone had dressed up a bit, not wishing to lose face in front of the brothers from other districts.

They all stood orderly and disciplined, which obviously indicated organization and training. In contrast, Xiang Yu and his friends wore casual clothes, which, despite being stylish, seemed somewhat out of place at this moment.

"Which district are they from, why don’t they understand the rules?"

"Look at what they’re wearing, that’s a serious sign of disrespect to the Sect Hierarch," someone in the crowd instigated.

"Right, where did these three idiots come from, don’t they know where this is?"

The voices around them grew louder, and He Jiang, dressed in formal attire, stood to the side, feeling increasingly apprehensive. Finally, he couldn’t bear it any longer and walked over.

"Can you three keep a lower profile? Everyone’s looking now, and this also reflects on our district," He Jiang said very cautiously. At this awkward juncture, he had to be very careful.

Although He Jiang’s words were very soft and quiet, someone still heard them.

"So they’re the idiots from District Four, I figured as much," one of the people said disdainfully.

"What did you just say?" Another person immediately stepped forward and pushed him, clearly unhappy about the badmouthing of District Four.

"I’m asking what about District Four?" the person raised his voice even louder, effectively shouting.

Xiang Yu and his friends just continued to eat their fruit and watched the commotion.

"A dog-eat-dog situation," Tie Zhuzi couldn’t help but chuckle.

Since Tie Zhuzi never spoke softly, his comment drew everyone’s attention toward them.

"What did you just say?" the loud-voiced man from earlier shouted.

The man, with short hair and a sturdy build, covered in tattoos, clearly looked like bad news. Tie Zhuzi’s remark was crystal clear to him; it was as if calling him a dog.

And since the people here were already displeased with Xiang Yu and his friends, now that the three had stirred up trouble, they had a good excuse to teach these youngsters a lesson.

Seeing the situation worsening, He Jiang quietly slipped to the side...