Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 542 Another Power Emerges

The scene was chaotic, Ding Yongwei’s men were in complete disarray; none of them could worry about the others as they ran frantically. Some even discarded their guns to run faster.

They couldn’t concern themselves with anything more. It was crucial to save their own lives. They could just leave the city for good and never return.

Miao Honglei’s men, initially trapped in the parking lot, seized their opportunity, abandoning all caution and taking to their heels.

The spectacle was impressive, as a bunch of grown men ran for their lives with everything they had.

Now Miao Honglei’s group and Ding Yongwei’s group were no longer enemies; no one had time to consider anyone else.

Zhong Huashan’s men were not killing machines; they simply chased the opposition away without pursuing them. Then they searched the villa as fast as they could to ensure no one was hiding nearby.

Watching the entire process from upstairs, Ding Yongwei had to admit there were always bigger fish. He thought his men were tough, but they still fell short in comparison.

As the gunfire outside dwindled, Zhong Huashan leisurely took out another cigarette, lit it with ease, and then tossed half a pack in front of Xiang Yu.

"I don’t smoke," Xiang Yu responded to Zhong Huashan with a smile.

Though a small detail, it amply reflected Zhong Huashan’s acknowledgment of Xiang Yu.

"Yongwei, anything else you want to say?" Zhong Huashan inquired calmly, taking a drag from his cigarette and leaning against the sofa’s backrest.

At that moment, two men came over, seized Ding Yongwei, and forced him to kneel before Zhong Huashan. It had to be said, the older the ginger, the spicier it gets; Zhong Huashan’s many years on the street weren’t for nothing.

Yet, at this moment, Ding Yongwei actually began to laugh, a rather tragic laughter. He had prepared for two years, planned for two years, only to end up like this.

Suddenly, Ding Yongwei turned to Xiang Yu and said, "One day you will meet the same fate as me."

With an indifferent smile, Xiang Yu replied, "I’m not like you, so naturally, our endings won’t be the same."

The situation had essentially settled by now, with Zhong Huashan emerging as the final victor. But Xiang Yu still couldn’t quite believe it.

Clearly, all of this was orchestrated by Zhong Huashan, yet he had used Zhong Qin’s safety as bait. If Zhong Qin hadn’t been there, perhaps Ding Yongwei wouldn’t have been so easily fooled.

From this point alone, it was clear that Zhong Huashan was a ruthless person. To achieve his goals, he would sacrifice anything.

It could be said that from now on, Zhong Huashan had complete control over the organization. Miao Honglei’s men had been eliminated by Ding Yongwei, and Zhong Huashan had eradicated Ding Yongwei’s power in turn.

There was now no one who could counter Zhong Huashan, Xiang Yu being the exception. But for the time being, Xiang Yu was playing the role of Zhong Huashan’s loyal bodyguard; he couldn’t oppose him.

Zhong Huashan stood up from the sofa, looking down on Ding Yongwei from a superior angle, and took a gun handed to him by one of his men, flicking off the safety.

Seeing Zhong Huashan’s posture, everyone could imagine what he would do next.

"Dad!" Just then, Zhong Qin suddenly cried out. She had seen too many dead that day, and didn’t want to witness her father take another life.

The room was still filled with a thick scent of blood.

Zhong Huashan turned his head to look at Zhong Qin, then took a deep breath and commanded, "Take him away."

But, just as he finished speaking, Zhong Huashan’s phone suddenly rang. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

"Boss, there’s a situation," came an urgent voice from the other end of the phone.

Sitting there, Xiang Yu naturally heard the voice on the phone too. He had thought tonight’s events had come to an end, but it seemed it wasn’t that simple.

Until now, everything that had happened was within Xiang Yu’s expectations, except for the situation concerning Baye, which Xiang Yu had not foreseen, for he was not very familiar with Baye.

The information he had about Baye was also indirect, coming from others—not firsthand. And now, the phone call Zhong Huashan received was very likely related to Baye.

"What’s going on?" Zhong Huashan asked with a stern face.

Logically, all the forces should have been cleaned up by him; there shouldn’t be anyone else.

"During the recent chaos, a group of people surrounded the villa. There are a lot of them, and they seem well-trained. They could be the armed police," a voice on the phone said.

"Impossible. If there was a situation there, I would have been the first to receive a call. Make sure to get a clear look," Zhong Huashan said, then hung up the phone.

Heading to the window to look outside, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he had encountered a major issue.

At that moment, Ding Yongwei, who was kneeling there, suddenly laughed and then, looking up at Zhong Huashan, said, "Boss, even you get worried sometimes, huh?"

Zhong Huashan suddenly turned his head to look at Ding Yongwei and said, "Those people were called by you."

Ding Yongwei burst into loud laughter, appearing very happy, but everyone could see that his laughter was actually full of helplessness. Perhaps he hadn’t wanted this scene to happen either.

After all, he had also put a lot of effort into the establishment of the organization and didn’t want to see it destroyed.

Seeing Ding Yongwei’s crazed behavior, Zhong Huashan snorted coldly, raised the gun in his hand, and fired directly at Ding Yongwei’s head.

After the gunshot, Ding Yongwei’s head was instantly blown open.

The shot was sudden; no one had expected Zhong Huashan to be so decisive. Poor Ding Yongwei, a hero in his own right, met such a simple end.

If Tie Zhuzi knew that Ding Yongwei died like this, he would be jumping mad. He hated this man to the core and had sworn to kill him with his own hands.

Zhong Qin didn’t scream at the scene; instead, she buried her head deep in Xiang Yu’s arms, tears uncontrollably streaming down. Now, her father seemed more like a devil in her eyes.

Zhong Qin was not a fool; she was smart. Today, she learned many things.

She learned that her mother’s name was Mo Hong, the sister of Aunt Mo Lan. She also knew that her father had personally killed her mother, just to save his brothers’ lives.

She had another sister, but where she was, was unclear.

The more she discovered, the less she understood her father. She had thought her father loved her. But he had been completely indifferent to her life and death, using her as bait to lower Ding Yongwei’s guard.

Too much had happened today, and she didn’t want to think anymore. It felt like, in that moment, she suddenly grew up; she buried her head in Xiang Yu’s arms, unwilling to face this cruel reality.

Xiang Yu sighed at this point; Zhong Qin might be a high-born lady on the surface, but inside, she was unhappy and always lonely.

Looking at Zhong Huashan’s back, Xiang Yu seemed to have made a significant decision, then took out his phone and sent a message: Be ready.

After sending it, he put the phone away and then, stroking Zhong Qin’s hair, said, "No matter what happens tonight, you have to survive."

Zhong Qin seemed not to hear Xiang Yu’s words, still nestled there motionless.

The room was very quiet, as if everyone was waiting for the next storm to hit. Zhong Huashan, looking outside the window with complex eyes, also snorted coldly, "Old friend, you finally grew impatient, huh?"

Accompanied by the first gunshot, the real battle had completely erupted...