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Upon hearing this, the big boss's face grew even uglier, not because of Qin Tai's self-righteous attitude of non-cooperation, but because Qin Tai lacked sportsmanship and publicly exposed his lack of decorum.

You think you're the only one with a mouth? Are you going to announce to the whole martial arts world that you were knocked down by a tornado?

What's even more outrageous is that, whether he had ulterior motives or not, he made no attempt to hide the fact that he was exhausted and seriously injured. Wasn't that just blatantly trying to provoke people?

In an attempt to appear strong, he swallowed the blood that rose in his throat several times!

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiu's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed. These words seemed to be a rebuttal to the big boss, but in reality, they were a subtle hint that the big boss had suffered serious injuries that made it impossible for him to fight anymore, severely diminishing his combat power. Otherwise, given his personality, if he still had any strength left, he would definitely have wiped out the tornado!

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to rise to power is right in front of you!

"Damn it, handsome Tai, you're untrustworthy and full of excuses! Everyone can see clearly that you let Tornado and Chen Luojun go!"

The necessary cover-up still had to be done, so Wang Jiu was quite cautious. At this moment, he pretended to have just recovered and continued to act as the big boss's number one loyal dog, spitting as he accused Qin Tai.

"Tornado has no chance to make a comeback! Didn't you all realize that Tornado was just having a final burst of energy before his death?" Qin Tai said calmly and unhurriedly, "Once his last breath of energy dissipates, the once-powerful leader of the Dragon City Gang will have his days come to an end!"

"I heard that Tornado is actually terminally ill, with late-stage lung cancer! Even if he doesn't fight you, he doesn't have much time left to live."

"Late-stage lung cancer, a final burst of energy before death?"

The big boss's fierce gaze froze for a moment, and he couldn't help but recall the scene of his life-or-death struggle with Tornado. It had only been a short while since Tornado was so weak that he seemed unable to even stand. It was no exaggeration; the pain from his illness had taken its toll on his body. So, apart from the first few powerful punches, he couldn't keep up later.

As for that situation, which happened in the blink of an eye and was even more potent than being on drugs...

If we combine this with the result of a "last gasp" (a sudden burst of energy before death), it seems to make sense!

"This tornado is already a certain death sentence; whether we stop it or not is no longer important. Besides, we shouldn't pursue a cornered enemy. By blocking all avenues of survival, who can guarantee that the tornado won't pull off a desperate one-for-one exchange? Although I'm quite confident I can escape unscathed, you might not be so sure..."

The big boss and Wang Jiu couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment. What he said made sense. If they were to kill Xin Yi, Chen Luojun and the others, what if the Tornado continued to unleash its power and fight to the bitter end?

Who knows how many more punches he can throw after that amazing whirlwind punch?

It would be a huge waste to be dragged down by someone who is 100% doomed!

The big boss was still very unhappy, and his mouth twitched as he listened to Qin Tai's twisted logic: "According to you, if you do nothing, I should thank you?"

"Of course! I've done you a huge favor!" Qin Tai shrugged, looking down on you all for being so petty, and continued, "If we let Tornado and his cronies go this time, the residents of Kowloon Walled City won't fight to the end. They'll still have the hope that the Dragon City Gang will make a comeback. They'll just passively endure it, making it easier for you to take over this juicy piece of Kowloon Walled City!"

"If the walled city were to experience minor disturbances every three days and major disturbances every five days, you would surely be very troubled, wouldn't you?"

The big boss was completely speechless. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Qin Tai had gotten all the credit, so what could he say?

This guy clearly didn't do anything, but he seems to have done a lot. What's ridiculous is that there's no way to refute him!

Who told this guy to have access to the core intelligence? His monopolistic moral high ground left no room for rebuttal. The big boss reviewed the situation himself and was so angry he almost lost his temper.

He was the one who put in the effort, and he was also the one who got beaten up, but in the end he still had to give Qin Tai, the guy who did nothing the whole time, a huge gift!

Anyone would be furious!

Wang Jiu feigned concern and whispered, "Forget it, boss. Since Tornado's death is a done deal, we've achieved our goal. It wouldn't be good to get entangled with him any further and make things too tense. I'm no match for this guy..."

The big boss naturally understood this as well, and said coldly, "You're right. Since Tornado is doomed, what's the point of worrying about this? Taking over the stronghold is the most important thing."

As for Chen Luojun, he was no longer a threat after the tornado died.

The biggest obstacle to taking over Kowloon Walled City has been removed, and this is exactly the result he wanted to see.

"Yes, yes, yes, elder brother is wise!"

While Wang Jiu was flattering him, he was secretly delighted to have gained even more. His deliberate act of feigning weakness earlier was a test. The fact that the big boss was willing to suffer such a loss must mean that he was truly seriously injured.

What do you mean by saying that once a tornado dies, it's no longer a big deal?

At this moment, a volatile and abrupt voice rang out in dissatisfaction. Looking in the direction of the voice, one could see Di Qiu, the "King of Persuasion," cursing loudly with a displeased expression, "Chen Luojun is still alive! Big Boss, don't forget what you promised me! If you don't kill him, none of you will take over Kowloon Walled City!"

"And you, Handsome Tai, who gave you permission to let Chen Luojun go!"

"You have to give me an explanation!"

Di Qiu was like a mad dog, his eyes red as he barked and snapped at everyone he met. Even when he heard the news of his sworn brother's death, he remained unmoved, still immersed in the flames of revenge, gritting his teeth as he reprimanded the two for their decision to let Tornado and Chen Luojun go.

This guy clearly doesn't have a clear understanding of his own position.

Qin Tai, the big boss, and Wang Jiu all cast disdainful and mocking glances at him.

This old bastard, who betrayed his brother and whose usefulness has been completely exploited, seems to have been living a life of luxury for too long. It's time for someone to teach him the rules of the underworld.

"You want an explanation, right? Well, I'll give you one!"

Wang Jiu let out a maniacal laugh, and a heavy hammer appeared in his hand without anyone noticing.

A memorable scene unfolds!

"In short, I don't care what decisions you've discussed, I'm putting this out there! If you don't kill Chen Luojun, none of you will get a single benefit from the stronghold. The land is mine... huh?"

Di Qiu was pontificating and pointing out the flaws in the world when he suddenly heard a sharp whooshing sound beside him. He instinctively turned around and saw a lump of iron coming down viciously towards his head.

when…….

A dull thud of skull cracking was accompanied by a wail. Wang Jiu dropped the hammer in his hand. The wooden handle had broken under the weight of the excessive force, and crimson blood soaked into Di Qiu's forehead.

The iconic scene, Iron Head Kung Fu is in place!

It was so damn satisfying to watch!

Qin Tai felt refreshed, while Liang Kun felt a chill run down his spine and couldn't help but gasp.

Holy crap, that's absolutely brutal!

Who says men are born without empathy?

No sooner had Xin lost a finger than Di Qiu was hit with a hammer, making him grimace. The last time he was so upset was when he witnessed Chen Haonan and Sister B's Michelin-starred meal.

"what-"

Despite taking a heavy blow, Di Qiu's eyes were filled with blood and tears, yet he didn't fall down, making people wonder if he had secretly practiced Iron Head Kung Fu.

"What's wrong? Crying?" Wang Jiu said with a cruel laugh, "As one of the murderers who killed your sworn brother Tornado, why are you pretending to be sad? Save it!"

"Now that we're in this stronghold, we're not planning to leave. You'll have to sell the land whether you want to or not!"