Best Young Master

At dusk, as the sun gradually set behind the hills, a stretch Hummer, flanked by two Jeep Wranglers, arrived at the entrance of the Purple Gold Garden Noble District.

Looking at the domineering stretched Hummer, the security guards at the entrance of the Noble District didn’t say a word, saluted immediately, and let them pass, their eyes filled with admiration.

The admiration was because they knew the owner of the stretched Hummer was Qiao Bazhi.

Like all the hoodlums on the streets, he believed that living in a mansion, driving luxury cars, sleeping with beautiful women, and having everyone at his beck and call on the streets—even if it meant dying twenty years earlier—was absolutely worth it!

Of course, it was just a thought.

He knew he wasn’t even qualified to carry Qiao Bazhi’s bags!

“Master Eight, do you think that Ye kid has eaten the gall of a leopard?

It was bad enough that he crippled that scion from the Gou Family, but to lay hands on He Fenghua too?”

Inside the stretched Hummer, the glamorous Liu Qin, clinging to Qiao Bazhi’s arm and leaning against him, fluttered her seductive phoenix eyes, “Does he think the Su Family can cover the sky with one hand in Hanghu?”

“You’re wrong, his reliance isn’t the Su Family, but himself.”

Upon hearing this, Qiao Bazhi slowly snuffed out his cigar, chuckling as he spoke, “As the saying goes, ‘With great skill comes great courage.’ There are too many people in this world who believe they’re the best after learning a little Kung Fu, disrespecting everyone.”

“That’s also true.”

Liu Qin, being Qiao Bazhi’s woman, also knew that before the establishment of the ‘Yanhuang Organization,’ many half-baked martial artists who hadn’t even reached the threshold of martial arts disregarded the law and committed crimes, all eventually meeting King Yan.

In her view, Ye Fan belonged to this category.

“Although that kid can fight, I don’t think we need to have Wu He make a move, right?”

Seeing that Qiao Bazhi didn’t speak, Liu Qin thought of Qiao Bazhi planning to send Wu He to deal with Ye Fan, and felt it was overkill—using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

Although she hadn’t interacted much with the man called Wu He, she knew that Wu He had once made a name for himself in the black fist realm, was later spotted by a Jianghu person, joined the sect of that Jianghu person, and after some training, his strength soared.

Now, he was the sharpest knife in Qiao Bazhi’s hand!

“To completely drive the Dong Hai Gang out of Hanghu and even Jiangnan, relying solely on beating and killing isn’t enough, we must find a big tree to cool off under.

Han Guodong is not only powerful in Jiangnan but is also associated with the Beijing Bai Family, and Mr.

Lin has an extraordinary relationship with the Bai Family.

Therefore, no matter the cost, we must forge a connection with Han Guodong!”

When mentioning Mr.

Lin, Qiao Bazhi spoke very respectfully, “So, this matter is crucial.

To be safe, let Wu He do it, lest He Fenghua complains that our actions weren’t clean enough.”

“Master Eight is indeed far-sighted.”

Realizing this, Liu Qin quickly flattered, her whole being almost pressing against Qiao Bazhi, her expression as seductive as it could be.

Seeing this, Qiao Bazhi chuckled and gave Liu Qin’s buttock a pinch, causing her to pant with desire, almost wishing she could spread her legs right then for Qiao Bazhi.

Facing Liu Qin’s temptation, Qiao Bazhi remained indifferent.

If he lacked even this bit of control, he wouldn’t have become the leader of the underworld in Hanghu, let alone the entire Jiangnan.

A few minutes later, the stretched Hummer stopped at the front of a villa in the mountainous area of Purple Gold Garden.

The driver immediately got out of the vehicle and opened the door for Qiao Bazhi.

Qiao Bazhi and Liu Qin stepped out one after another and entered the villa under the escort of a group of black-clothed men.

Once inside the courtyard, the black-clothed men tactfully didn’t follow any further, except Liu Qin who continued to follow Qiao Bazhi to the villa’s main hall.

Unlike ordinary villas, this villa’s main hall wasn’t decorated luxuriously, and didn’t even have the usual furniture like sofas or a TV.

Instead, it had been converted into a small martial arts training ground, with a wooden dummy placed in the middle.