Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 595: A Major Attitude Shift in Xiang Yu

Tie Zhuzi let out a curse, genuinely baffled as to why these three not only had a knack for putting on airs, but also spoke such nonsense with confidence as if it were second nature to them, spouting lies with their eyes wide open.

Xiang Yu was clearly sitting on the side, yet the man was addressing him as Xiang Yu. Could it be that this guy was cross-eyed?

With this thought, Tie Zhuzi waved his hand in front of his own face, then moved it to wave in front of Xiang Yu.

Zhang Dongxu, however, looked at Tie Zhuzi with confusion and said, "What are you waving your hand around for? I’m not blind."

By this time, Xiao Xuan and Wu Jing had already been laughing on the side, unable to contain themselves.

After confirming the other party wasn’t cross-eyed, Tie Zhuzi burst out angrily, "If you’re not blind, then what are you? My big brother is clearly sitting right here, but you keep looking at me and yapping. What’s your deal? You think I’m handsome and you’re interested, or what?"

Tie Zhuzi’s barrage of questions left Zhang Dongxu somewhat dumbfounded. Could he have mistaken someone for another? But when he heard Tie Zhuzi boasting about his own looks, he instantly turned his gaze away in disgust.

It was then that Zhang Dongxu followed the direction of Tie Zhuzi’s pointing, and saw a person sitting beside him—well-proportioned, with a sharp and angular face, short hair, and an imposing aura.

However, in Zhang Dongxu’s view, although this guy was quite handsome, he didn’t seem to fit the image of a triad boss at all and instead seemed more like a fresh college graduate.

"You three idiots can’t even recognize who’s who and you’re here pretending, acting like you’re all that. Where does this confidence come from?" Tie Zhuzi said with utter disdain.

Having been with Xiang Yu for so long, his verbal skills had become quite practiced.

"What did you just say? Are you looking to die?" At this moment, Zhang Dongxu slammed the table and stood up, pointing at Tie Zhuzi.

They were arms traffickers, not confined to just one city. Their power was unfathomable. Even though Xiang Yu and his crew were big shots in the city, they didn’t fear them.

After all, their paths were different. Zhang Dongxu’s organization was more flexible. If one city didn’t work for them, they could switch to another.

"So what if I don’t want to live? What are you gonna do about it, kill me?" Tie Zhuzi retorted furiously. He couldn’t stand people like this—one moment acting all high and mighty because of the power backing them, now trying to throw their weight around in front of others.

"I am going to kill you." As soon as Zhang Dongxu said this, he reached for his gun.

But just then, a shiny dagger suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Dongxu, and a cold voice said, "You’d best not move. If you try to go for your gun again, I’ll chop off your hand."

The speaker was Xiang Yu, who now sat upright, nonchalantly looking at Zhang Dongxu and getting straight to the point, "What do you want?"

Although Zhang Dongxu had already realized that Xiang Yu was indeed the big boss here, he couldn’t help but be taken aback by Xiang Yu’s arrogant tone and addressed him, "So you’re Xiang Yu. My apologies for earlier."

Though Zhang Dongxu’s words carried a hint of apology, his tone was contemptuous, and deep down he couldn’t help but scoff at how young Xiang Yu was to be the Evil Emperor of the triad, obviously backed by someone powerful. With this realization, Zhang Dongxu felt much more comfortable.

After all, Xiang Yu looked really young, and if he walked down the street, anyone who was told he was a triad boss would probably burst out laughing.

"Speak. What’s your purpose here?" Xiang Yu had no interest in hearing the apology, nor did he care to look at Zhang Dongxu’s irritating face.

"It’s simple, when Ding Yongwei was around, they always did their arms deals with us. Even though you’ve wiped them out now, I think our business shouldn’t be interrupted," Zhang Dongxu said with an air of arrogance.

Zhang Dongxu’s words were somewhat aggressive, as if the deal had to be done whether they liked it or not.

"You’re thinking too much. We don’t do arms deals," Xiang Yu simply replied coldly.

"What? You must be joking," a hint of coldness flashed through Zhang Dongxu’s eyes, clearly dissatisfied with Xiang Yu’s attitude. As an arms dealer, he was warmly welcomed by the local bosses wherever he went.

Yet, today here, Xiang Yu was too arrogant, completely disregarding them.

Xiang Yu was about to get angry, but then he suddenly thought of something, his expression relaxing. He snickered, "Of course, I was just joking. I was just testing to see if you are for real. There have often been people pretending to be arms dealers here to mooch food and drinks. We have to be cautious, right?"

The dramatic change in Xiang Yu’s behavior made the people sitting opposite, like Xiaoxuan, embarrassed. Although they had followed Xiang Yu for a long time, they realized they had somewhat underestimated how thick-skinned Xiang Yu could be.

However, seeing such a drastic change in Xiang Yu’s expression, Zhang Dongxu felt quite pleased with himself. He snorted coldly and laughed, "Do you think we look like people who would come here to mooch?"

"Of course not, now I can truly see that you are not. I heard you sell all kinds of weapons, and as long as we have the money, it’s all good, right?" Xiang Yu said, looking at the other party with an expression of doubt.

Zhang Dongxu, seeing Xiang Yu’s naive expression, was very pleased. He then spoke with pride, "That’s natural. As long as your demands are not excessive, like fighter jets or tanks or anything like that, you can come to us for the rest."

Zhang Dongxu was very proud of himself, as if he was a man who could provide anything, any weapon one might want.

Xiang Yu replied with a look of excitement, "Great, we are currently short of seventy military daggers and fifty Type 84 pistols, and twenty Desert Eagles. Can you furnish us with a complete set?"

Once Xiang Yu said this, those sitting opposite him, like Xiaoxuan, understood Xiang Yu’s intentions; he was asking for weapons for the other party. No wonder there was such a big change in his behavior.

Zhang Dongxu looked at Xiang Yu with disdain and said, "That’s all you want, military daggers? Those are commonplace on the streets nowadays. Can that even be called weaponry?"

Clearly, Zhang Dongxu was not satisfied with the list of weapons Xiang Yu had requested. When Ding Yongwei was here, they used to mostly ask for assault rifles, which were not only expensive but also powerful.

Back then, Ding Yongwei was an intermediary; he not only bought weapons but also sold them outside, making a profit from the markup. After all, guns are basically priceless commodities. When times are good, they can fetch astronomical prices; when times are tough, they’re cheap as cabbage and nobody wants them.

"We just need these for now. Can you pull together a complete set by tonight?" Xiang Yu chuckled.

"Tonight? Why do you need them so urgently?" Zhang Dongxu frowned; although these items seemed trivial to him, rounding them up so quickly would still be somewhat difficult.

"You mean you can’t even get a hold of these few items?" Xiang Yu feigned surprise.

Seeing Xiang Yu’s surprised look, Zhang Dongxu then snorted and said, "Don’t mention these trinkets; even if there were more, it wouldn’t faze us."

"Really? Then add two sniper rifles to the list, and also some..." Xiang Yu pretended to be pondering.

Seeing Xiang Yu wanting more items, Zhang Dongxu realized he had boasted too much and quickly said, "Alright, that’s enough. Notify me in advance if you need anything else in the future..."