The two underlings roared in anger but immediately regretted it.

The two of them were no match for Lu Yuanbin, and what’s more, he seemed to have backup.

’We can’t make a reckless move.’

Lu Yuanbin glared at the two and snorted coldly.

"Serves him right."

’Who told him to be so blind as to offend my Brother Leng and sister-in-law?’

’It’s a miracle he wasn’t crippled, yet he still has the gall to shout.’

’I haven’t even settled the score with him for that cheap shot earlier!’

’This isn’t going to be over so easily.’

The two underlings lowered their eyes under his glare.

Clutching the spots where Lu Yuanbin had kicked them, they gritted their teeth and endured the pain.

Seeing his two underlings back down, Old Nine heaved a huge sigh of relief.

’As the boss, I can’t take any more of this beating.’

’Thank goodness my boys are sharp enough to understand what I meant.’

For a moment, Old Nine was so moved his eyes welled up with tears.

He tried to give his two underlings a gratified smile, but with his jaw dislocated, his whole face looked bizarre.

The two underlings: ...

They saw the pained expression on their boss’s face and his tear-filled eyes.

’Our boss, a tough man like him, was actually beaten to tears! When has he ever suffered such humiliation?’

’No way. We’ll risk life and limb to get revenge for our boss!’

The two underlings exchanged a look and, despite the pain, straightened their bodies.

"Lu Yuanbin, you stop right there!" they clamored. "You beat our Mr. Jiu into this state and think you can just leave without an explanation? Don’t even think about it."

The two of them kept shouting.

Lu Yuanbin laughed in exasperation.

"What, you two still want to have a go?"

The two underlings snorted.

"A go it is, then! You’re no match for our boss." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The two underlings did their best to save their boss’s face.

But Lu Yuanbin’s expression turned cold. He was the head of the black market now; his own men were always respectful when they saw him.

And now Old Nine’s two lackeys dared to order him around.

’It’s all Old Nine’s fault for not training them properly.’

Lu Yuanbin lowered his gaze, looking coldly and mercilessly at Old Nine, who was lying stiff as a board on the ground.

Old Nine trembled.

’No, no, no.’

’This isn’t what I meant. It’s not.’

’Don’t hit me.’

Old Nine’s eyes bulged, looking as if they were about to pop out of his head.

When Lu Yuanbin walked over, he saw the man’s ferocious glare.

’Well, I’ll be damned.’

’He’s been beaten to a pulp, and he still dares to provoke me?’

In that moment, Lu Yuanbin actually felt a stir of admiration for Old Nine.

’Getting thrashed by my Brother Leng and then daring to provoke me... I have to respect him. He’s a tough bastard.’

But admiration was one thing. He certainly wouldn’t go easy on the guy just because he had guts.

Lu Yuanbin planted a foot on the man’s body and discreetly applied pressure.

"Do you submit?"

Seeing their boss pinned under Lu Yuanbin’s foot, the two underlings’ eyes went bloodshot with rage.

"Submit my ass! We won’t submit! If you’ve got the guts, just you wait ’til we call for backup!"

Old Nine cried out in pain. As Lu Yuanbin applied more force, he felt like his ribs were about to shatter.

He let out a few whimpers, trying to beg for mercy.

’Whoever wants this job can have it. I’m quitting!’

’I’m about to be beaten to death!’

But his two underlings were still shouting defiantly.

And Lu Yuanbin’s foot came down even harder.

"Do you submit?"

The pain was becoming unbearable for Old Nine.

He nodded.

’Yes.’

’I submit.’

His underlings only grew more agitated, their shouts growing louder.

"We won’t submit! If you’ve got the guts, let us go get our guys!"

Lu Yuanbin pressed down even harder.

"Do you submit?"

His underlings continued to roar.

"We won’t submit! We just won’t!"

Old Nine’s eyes started to roll back in his head, and a trickle of fresh blood dribbled from the corner of his mouth.

Gu Jiaojiao winced just from watching.

Leng Yuan immediately covered her eyes.

"Don’t look."

Gu Jiaojiao clawed at Leng Yuan’s hand, trying to peek, but he was too strong. She couldn’t pry his hand away, and her vision was completely blocked.

Meanwhile, the three of them were still going at it.

One demanding submission.

The others shouting defiance.

Old Nine finally passed out from the pain.

The two sides were still arguing...