Urban God-level Youth

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Qin Hao and Li Bao squinted their eyes upon hearing his words, which clearly showed a blatant lack of respect for them.

After drinking these three bottles of alcohol, Liu Jianming would probably have to stay in the hospital for a while.

If this matter were resolved this way, the loss of face wouldn't just be Liu Jianming's, but also Qin Hao's and Li Bao's.

At their level, face is a very important thing.

Qin Hao will certainly need to mix in Jiangshan City in the future, and Jiangshan Roasted Duck Restaurant is definitely going to be developed, so he can't afford to lose this face.

"It seems Mr. Wang is not planning to resolve this matter properly," Qin Hao said, his expression darkening.

Wang Guanding chuckled, but said nothing because he had already said what he wanted to say.

Wang Kun saw him and said indifferently, "This is the best solution, otherwise I, Wang Kun, will make sure he spends the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

'If you give me face, you are Hao, but if you don't, you are nothing in my eyes, just a little kid, at best. People on Yonghe Street really seem to be regressing more as they live.'"

Li Bao's face turned very awkward; Wang Kun was too arrogant, daring to insult Hao like that. Did he really think Li Bao was easy to bully?

Qin Hao looked at Wang Kun, and there was a red exclamation mark next to his head.

"Congratulations host, you've triggered a hidden mission?"

"Mission name: Punish the Evil-doer, Mission description: Expose Wang Kun's murder of Liu Man Yue five years ago and his disposal of the body in an abandoned factory in Jianghua Suburb."

"Mission reward: 1000 achievement points, 1 merit point."

Merit point? What is this thing?

Qin Hao looked at Wang Kun with a smile on his face, but it was a cold smile.

Reporting will come later, but today he must get his face back.

"Since you're not giving me face, don't blame me for not giving you face."

Wang Kun also stood up and looked at him with a cold laugh, "What? You want to fight me?"

"Whoosh"

Qin Hao dashed forward in a flash, reaching out and slapping Wang Kun on the face.

Wang Kun had no chance to react, and the full force of the slap left him dazed and disoriented.

Seeing Qin Hao take action, Li Bao also rushed over and started to let loose a flurry of punches and kicks on Wang Kun.

People outside heard the commotion and rushed in. Wang Kun had only brought two people with him; they tried to come and help, but were immediately restrained by Wang Hong and four of Li Bao's men.

Mr. Wang and Liu Jianming saw both sides start fighting without a word and their hearts immediately leapt.

Minutes later, Qin Hao and Li Bao stopped their assault.

Qin Hao looked at Wang Kun and said, "Acting tough in front of me, you should have asked around about who Qin Hao is."

Wang Kun glared at him malevolently, "Fine, I take a loss this time, but you all wait for me."

Given his nature, if he didn't take revenge, then he wouldn't be himself.

Li Bao looked at Qin Hao and Qin Hao nodded slightly.

Li Bao then opened the alcohol on the table and started pouring it into Wang Kun's mouth. After two bottles, Wang Kun was already incoherent and drunkenly hazy.

In front of Mr. Wang and Liu Jianming's shocked gaze, Li Bao picked up a solid wood chair and smashed it onto Wang Kun's knee.

And it wasn't just a single strike; Mr. Wang's face turned deathly pale, his heart thumping wildly.

He could clearly see Wang Kun's leg becoming twisted.

Liu Jianming's face also looked bad, Qin Hao and Li Bao were too ruthless; it made them feel a chill.

Qin Hao waved his hand and Li Bao finally stopped.

He sighed and said, "Call an ambulance, Kun got so drunk he accidentally fell like this."

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Qin Hao looked at Wang Kun's two underlings with a smile and said, "You are all men with families. If someone asks, you know what to say, right?"

The two men, scared witless, nodded hastily: "Yes, yes."

"Hurry and take your Brother Kun to the hotel entrance. The ambulance will be here soon."

Upon hearing Qin Hao's words, as if pardoned, they quickly supported the reeking Wang Kun and left.

They had only recently started following Wang Kun and weren't that loyal.

Moreover, Wang Kun and Li Bao were known to be fairly notorious ruffians, but they weren't considered part of the triad.

The triads were typically brutal in their actions. In comparison, Wang Kun and his crew were like children playing house.

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After the few men left, Qin Hao looked at Wang Guanding and Liu Jianming, saying, "From now on, let's turn hostility into friendship. How does that sound? Harmony brings wealth."

"Yes, yes, Hao is right. Liu Jianmin and I don't actually have any serious misunderstandings," Wang Guanding quickly corrected himself.

Liu Jianming also nodded: "Mr. Wang is right, those are just trivial matters. Let's put them behind us."

Wang Guanding hurriedly said, "I'm treating everyone today. From now on, we're all friends."

After he finished speaking, he called the waiter over and ordered a lot of expensive dishes and drinks.

Now with Wang Kun possibly bedridden for a long time, or even likely to be taken down, Wang Guanding was also making preparations for a rainy day.

The meal went on for a long time, and during it, Qin Hao also touched on the matter of Wang Kun.

After all, Li Bao had broken Wang Kun's arm. If Wang Kun was determined to sue, Li Bao would have to spend some time inside as well.

If there were no witnesses, Wang Kun's lawsuit would be futile.

After lunch, Wang Guanding settled the bill and left.

Qin Hao, Li Bao, and Liu Jianming shared a car on the way back. During the drive, Qin Hao said to Liu Jianming, "Mr. Liu, I heard that you exempted the rent for the pool hall my brother Fatty opened. How much would it cost to buy it?"

Liu Jianming was stunned for a moment but instantly grasped what he meant: "The market price is usually around six or seven hundred thousand. Today has been troublesome for Hao, so I'll have someone send the property contract over in a bit. Consider it a gift for Hao's brother."

"How could that be acceptable? I'll pay whatever it costs," Qin Hao insisted.

Liu Jianming internally scoffed, saying you clearly want to just take it.

But he also knew that if it weren't for Qin Hao today, things would have been difficult to resolve.

Furthermore, Qin Hao had taken care of Wang Kun and assumed a fair amount of risk.

He had initially planned to rent the pool hall to Kang Youyi permanently, to get on good terms with Li Bao and Qin Hao.

Initially, it was almost no different from giving it away, and now he was just adding the formal transfer of the property contract.

If Qin Hao had asked for a different property, it might have hurt him financially.

But as for the pool hall run by Kang Youyi, he wasn't pained at all to part with it.

"Look at you, Hao, talking like that. Talking about money hurts the feelings between brothers. This is my initiative to give to you. If you don't accept it, it's like looking down on your brother," Liu Jianming said with firmness in his voice.

Qin Hao didn't insist further, tacitly agreeing.

Liu Jianming asked with some concern, "Hao, what do we do if Wang Kun gets out of the hospital later?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Liu. I'll take care of this matter," said Qin Hao in an indifferent tone.

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Li Bao, listening to the two men's conversation, couldn't help but admire Qin Hao. He didn't even know how to describe him anymore, and he was even more elusive.

Astute and ruthless?

To demand a house just like that—if it were Li Bao, he couldn't have mustered the gall.

Back at Jiangshan Roasted Duck Restaurant, it wasn't long before Liu Jianming sent someone to deliver the property contract to the restaurant.