Chapter 9: The Overlord of East Dragon

Seeing the situation, Ye Fengwu realized his emotions were out of control. He was extremely worried about Qin Qinghan and also furious that she had knowingly put herself in danger.

Soon, Ye Fengwu regretted shouting at Qin Qinghan. He couldn't afford to leave a bad impression on her now. Forcing a stiff smile, he said, "I was just venting your anger."

As he spoke, Ye Fengwu crushed Jin Bao's other leg. He had already learned from Lin Qiang about Jin Bao's numerous heinous acts, including the abuse of many women.

Ye Fengwu shuddered to think what would have happened if he had arrived a moment later. He would never have forgiven himself if Qin Qinghan had been harmed.

Jin Bao had passed out from the pain, but Ye Fengwu showed no signs of fatigue. He was willing to spend considerable effort torturing such a man.

So, Ye Fengwu poured a whole bottle of red wine over Jin Bao's head.

"Argh..."

Jin Bao woke up in agony, unable to move, biting his lip in pain. "Kid, you... you have no idea who I am."

Bang!

Ye Fengwu smashed the empty bottle over Jin Bao's head and then stabbed the sharp half into Jin Bao's shoulder.

The scene was extremely violent, and Qin Qinghan couldn't bear to watch.

She had known Ye Fengwu was violent but had never imagined he could be this brutal. His methods of torture were terrifying.

Suddenly, Ye Fengwu pulled up a chair and sat down. "You're not worth knowing. But your boss, I might know."

Jin Bao spat a mouthful of bloody saliva. He had never thought he would suffer such inhuman torture. This man... was insane.

Hearing Ye Fengwu claim to know his boss, Jin Bao laughed bitterly. "Arrogant fool. My boss would never know someone like you. I've lost today, but my boss will avenge me. You and your woman will be... Ah!"

Before he could finish, Ye Fengwu stomped on Jin Bao's mutilated hand, the sound of bones breaking making one's scalp tingle.

Qin Qinghan, pale-faced, said, "Let's go. We can't afford to offend Fenghao Real Estate."

She had never met Fenghao Real Estate's boss but had heard about him from her grandfather.

Haian City's underworld was divided between two men: the Overlord of East Dragon and the Black Tiger of the West. They controlled all the city's gray areas. Even though the Qin family was influential, they wouldn't dare to confront either of these figures.

Fenghao Real Estate's boss was Jiang Hao, known as the Overlord of East Dragon, a ruthless figure who had risen to power in just eight years, reportedly responsible for at least a hundred deaths.

Ye Fengwu didn't get up. Instead, he lit a cigarette and said, "Weren't you here to discuss a project? If it falls through, won't your grandfather fire you?"

Qin Qinghan felt a pang of bitterness. What was the point of the project if they were about to die?

Just as she was about to speak, the sound of screeching brakes came from outside, followed by the slamming of car doors.

At this moment, Qin Qinghan's face turned ashen.

Jin Bao laughed painfully. "Hahaha... you're dead, kid."

Dozens of thugs with steel pipes poured in through the door, scaring Qin Qinghan. She instinctively moved closer to Ye Fengwu.

Ye Fengwu remained calm, pulling up another chair. "Sit down and wait to sign the project."

Qin Qinghan was bewildered. If not for her good manners, she would have scolded him. They were about to die, and he was still thinking about the project.

But knowing they had no other option, she sat down, her whole body trembling.

"Causing trouble in my Fenghao Engineering department? You better have a reason to leave here alive."

The crowd parted to reveal a burly man in his late twenties, wearing a black trench coat. A menacing scar ran from his left eye to his cheek, making his face even more intimidating.

At a glance, Qin Qinghan's face turned pale again. She had heard descriptions of this man. The distinctive scar belonged to none other than Jiang Hao, the Overlord of East Dragon.

In that moment, Qin Qinghan knew they were doomed. Killing two people would be easy for Jiang Hao, and the Qin family wouldn't dare report it.

"Sorry, it's my fault you're involved," she said to Ye Fengwu.

Though she despised Ye Fengwu for being a convicted rapist, he had come to rescue her.

Ye Fengwu turned to Qin Qinghan, his expression stiff. "Wife, if we survive today, let's get married tomorrow. I won't feel at ease until we do."

He boldly grabbed Qin Qinghan's hand, feeling her coldness. She was indeed terrified.

Qin Qinghan wanted to pull away, but Ye Fengwu's grip was too strong. She resigned herself to let him hold her hand.

She wanted to refuse but softened seeing his exaggeratedly pitiful look. They might not live to see tomorrow, so she nodded. "Okay."

Ye Fengwu grinned but quickly turned serious as he looked at Jiang Hao. "My wife came to discuss a project, and your men tried to assault her. Is that reason enough?"

Qin Qinghan felt bitter. That wasn't a reason; Jiang Hao and Jin Bao were partners in crime. He didn't need a reason.

"Brother Hao, help me kill this bastard," Jin Bao cried, pleading to Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao, standing still, exuded a natural aura of authority that made Qin Qinghan feel like a lamb awaiting slaughter.

Finally, Jiang Hao spoke. "Wake them up."

His voice was hoarse and low.

His men hesitated but then kicked the unconscious thugs awake.

The six thugs groaned, each with broken ribs.

"Brother Hao..."

"Brother Hao..."

They greeted Jiang Hao despite their pain.

Jiang Hao's expression was terrifyingly cold. He grabbed a steel pipe from one of his men and swung it at a thug's leg.

With a sickening crack, the thug's leg broke, and he screamed in agony.

Everyone, including Qin Qinghan, was shocked.

Jiang Hao didn't stop, breaking a second thug's leg with the same force.

"Brother Hao, what did we do wrong?"

The remaining four thugs were petrified, asking in terror.

Those who knew Jiang Hao well knew not to ask such questions, as he always had his reasons.