Urban Super Soldier King

Shi Jian had seen the capabilities of those two guys and he looked at Fang Kuohai with some worry. Clearly, Fang Kuohai was also worried, but what concerned him more was the issue of face. "This damn brat, acting all tough now," Fang Kuohai thought to himself.

Although Shi Jian often bickered with Xiang Yu, he did care about him when it really mattered. He wanted to go outside to help Xiang Yu, but Xiang Yu refused him.

The other bosses didn't stand up either; they just leisurely sipped their water as if the matter did not concern them at all. Meanwhile, Zhu Qingyuan was busy calculating his own advantage. "Let's get rid of this brat first, and later find an opportunity to take out Shi Jian, hmph! Little Eight, I'd like to see how you keep your face in this business."

While everyone was absorbed in their own thoughts, suddenly there were several screams from outside. Shi Jian, worried about Xiang Yu, quickly ran outside, but even before he reached the door, Xiang Yu strolled in leisurely. "To think they'd show off such skills, what a disgrace," Xiang Yu said disdainfully.

Although those two were Underground Boxing Champions, Xiang Yu was the point man in the army and had experienced the baptism of blood in the Middle East; calling him a battle-hardened soldier was no exaggeration at all.

"You kid, you really do have some skills," Shi Jian said, happily punching Xiang Yu when he saw him return.

"Hey, since when did you start caring about me, with that worried look on your face?" Xiang Yu asked Shi Jian.

"Who cares about you? Don't flatter yourself. I was just checking if you were dead, so I could collect your corpse," Shi Jian replied, his mood greatly improved as he walked behind Fang Kuohai.

"Kid, did those two fellows suit your tastes?" Fang Kuohai asked Xiang Yu upon seeing him return, clearly pleased; it had really boosted his face. In the underworld, face was the most important thing.

On the other hand, Zhu Qingyuan's face was ashen. He couldn't believe that Xiang Yu alone had so quickly brought down his capable men. "You brat, what dirty tricks did you use?" Zhu Qingyuan said through clenched teeth.

"Third Brother, you can't say that. If anyone is to blame, it's your brothers who were not their match," Fang Kuohai said with a smug look.

The other bosses sitting there also looked curiously at Xiang Yu. Their hearts were truly delighted; the young man in front of them had finally given them a piece of vindication.

At that moment, the two guys from outside came in slowly, supporting each other and looking seriously injured.

"You two useless pieces of trash, what are you doing coming back in here? Get out!" Zhu Qingyuan shouted.

After such a commotion, the meeting ended abruptly. Sitting in the car, Fang Kuohai was so happy he couldn't stop smiling, bursting into laughter every time he thought of Zhu Qingyuan's expression. "Kid, from now on you're with me," he said.

"Boss Fang, Third Master is the sort of mean person who never forgets a grudge. Having let him suffer such a loss today, he definitely won't let this go," Shi Jian said.

Upon hearing Shi Jian's words, Fang Kuohai sobered up a bit and nodded, "That's true. I know Third Brother well. He likes to stab you in the back when you're not looking. We made him lose face today; he will certainly seek revenge. You must be careful these next few days."

"Don't worry, Boss Fang, as long as he dares to come, I guarantee we'll make sure it's a one-way trip for him," Xiang Yu said confidently.

Inside Fang Kuohai's office at River City Bar, there was a beautiful young girl pacing back and forth anxiously. She had a bob cut, wore blue jeans, and a white t-shirt—an image of youthful beauty projecting from her slender figure.

"Why hasn't he come back yet? It's so late. Could something have happened?" the girl said.

"Miss, don't worry, the boss has Shi Jian with him. Nothing will happen," one of them said.

The girl gave that person a cold glance but didn't speak, simply maintaining an anxious demeanor. "I must go find them," the girl fretted.

"Looking for who?" Fang Kuohai laughed heartily as he opened the door.

The girl nearly jumped for joy seeing Fang Kuohai return, but then she quickly masked her smile. "You're back?"

"What, you were worried your dad wouldn't make it back?" Fang Kuohai, knowing his daughter's concern, laughed heartily.

"Worried about you? You brought this on yourself." This girl was none other than Fang Kuohai's daughter, Fang Rong. She attended university in the same city and usually lived on campus, seldom coming back home.

Upon seeing her father return, Fang Rong finally felt relieved, then got ready to head back to school. She didn't want to linger in this kind of place. She had once advised her father to pursue a legitimate career, wishing for nothing more than peace and safety, but Fang Kuohai ultimately couldn't leave his brothers behind.

Fang Rong, seeing she couldn't persuade her father, chose not to say more, but she often worried about his safety.

Just as Fang Rong was about to leave, she suddenly felt someone staring blankly at her. Turning her head, she saw Xiang Yu dressed in a white suit, smitten as he gazed at her, looking almost ready to devour her.

"You pervert, what are you looking at? Not a single good one among you," Fang Rong snapped angrily.

"If you have a pretty face, isn't it meant to be seen? Why don't you grow a bit uglier then?" Xiang Yu retorted unabashedly.

"You..." Fang Rong didn't expect someone to talk back to her here—it had never happened before—but instead of getting angry, she felt somewhat flattered. Any woman would be pleased to be called beautiful to her face. "You, you rascal," she managed, her face flushing red, which only added to her beauty.

"Rongrong, stop fussing. Let me introduce you, this is a new brother I've just taken under my wing. Starting tomorrow, he'll be responsible for your safety," Fang Kuohai said. He had already decided on this in the car.

Since they had offended Zhu Qingyuan, there was no doubt Zhu would seek revenge. Unable to target Fang Kuohai, he would definitely go after Fang Rong. Among Fang Kuohai's men, Xiang Yu was undoubtedly the best, and having him protect Fang Rong was the ideal solution. Yet, he was still a bit worried...

"What? He's going to protect me? I don't need it, I'm fine at school, I don't need anyone to protect me." Fang Rong turned and walked away.

"Rongrong..." Fang Kuohai called out, but Fang Rong continued resolutely down the stairs.

"Ah, it's all my doing," Fang Kuohai said with a smile to his brothers. "Xiang Yu, starting tomorrow, you'll be in charge of Rongrong's safety, I'm counting on you."

Shi Jian, upon hearing this, snickered to himself. He knew the young miss's temperament well and couldn't help but nudge Xiang Yu with a gleeful smile.

Xiang Yu, however, looked troubled. "Me, am I up for it?"

Fang Kuohai's expression turned stern. "If you're not, then no one is. But let me remind you, you'd better not harbor any ideas about Rongrong, or else..."

"Stop joking, do I look like that type of guy?" Xiang Yu scoffed disdainfully. "Hey, what's with those looks? What do you mean by that?" Xiang Yu demanded.

"Not like that type of guy, you are that type of guy," Shi Jian said with a mischievous grin.