Super War God in the City

Yun Fei's heart trembled, fearing exactly what had come to pass: Wang Jing had indeed become irrational from Qian Dayong's provocation.

"Enough already, I'll go see your Young Master Tang. Let them go!" Yun Fei disregarded Wang Jing and instead turned to look at Wang Anxiang.

Wang Anxiang gave Yun Fei a glance, looked at the situation on the stage, and said indifferently, "President Yun, it seems you aren't in a position to negotiate right now!"

"Negotiate my ass, do we need to talk terms with you? If you're capable, kill me today and see if Qian Dayong furrows his brow!" Qian Dayong's fighting spirit surged, unstoppable even by gods.

Yun Fei instantly felt dizzy, for she had never seen someone so stubborn, so direct with an opponent—it was quite possible they would indeed resort to lethal measures.

However, considering the thousands of eyes watching below, Hua Yi should still not dare to do such a despicable thing. With that thought, she felt slightly more reassured.

"President Yun, there's no need to grovel, losing your head is just a flesh wound; it's nothing serious. In twenty years, you'll be a hero again.

Even if I die today, tell Young Master Ling that Qian Dayong didn't bring him shame, nor did he forget his entrustment.

Qian Dayong only has one wish, please ensure my wife is well taken care of by the company; don't let her and our daughter suffer!" Qian Dayong spoke, making arrangements even for after his death, although there was not much time to organize everything properly.

"Still think I'm your boss? Just shut your mouth!" Yun Fei felt a bitter taste in her heart.

Stubborn as this guy was, his loyalty was indeed rare. She wondered where Ling Fan had promoted him from; such people are hard to find. No wonder he was made the Head of the Security Department and granted such high authority.

"I say this guy's got a sturdy backbone, quite interesting!" Down below in the audience, many people began to respect Qian Dayong, quietly taking note of him.

"Didn't see that coming, a security team leader at Tianyun this tough, seeing how he protects that deputy team leader—it piques my interest.

Just don't know how strong he is. It's not enough to just be tough out there; the most important part is having a strong fist!" another person mused to himself.

"Hmph, simply delusional, overestimating one's own ability. Are there really such blindly loyal fools in this world, or is that deputy head of the Security Department his father or what?" Dai Fu's face showed disbelief.

"Haha, what's so strange about that? This kind of ignorant guy, as long as you nurse him he'll cling like a mother, just throw a bone and he obeys tamely. No different from raising a dog!" Dai Qing scoffed disdainfully.

Didn't see that coming, still quite the man, iron in the bone, really think I wouldn't dare kill you?" Wang Jing narrowed his eyes, sneering again and again.

"Haha, at least I'm more of a man than you are. I heard that last time you were at Tianyun, you scuttled out like a dog with your tail between your legs!" Qian Dayong sneered back, his face full of mockery.

With that remark, not only did Yun Fei and others feel a dark cloud overhead, but the audience below couldn't help but sweat for Qian Dayong.

This time, people truly admired Qian Dayong's courage; to this extent, not only did he not utter a word of submission, he dared to enrage the opponent further.

However, what Qian Dayong just mentioned about Director Wang scuttling away from Tianyun with his tail between his legs, like a dog being kicked out—what was that about? Hadn't heard of this insider story!

Instantly, the audience was abuzz, everyone whispering and trying to gather more information.

"What did the head of Tianyun Security Department mean by that? That's a lot of information. Why did Director Wang scuttle out of Tianyun like a dog last time?" Suddenly, many people began asking around.

At this moment, everyone present suddenly realized that coming to the Xinghua Banquet was truly profitable; any piece of news picked up here could make the headlines.

"I just knew it, these two families have always been at loggerheads, always heard there was a feud, but the specific details weren't clear. Looks like Director Wang has this dark history!" someone muttered quietly.

"Damn, that's big news! I'm really curious what this Director Wang looks like when he's like a dog!" someone said sneakily, with a smirk on their face.

However, not everyone in this circle was united, and many were indifferent to Wang Jing, but due to the background and power of the other party, most people kept it to themselves or quietly discussed it behind others' backs, merely venting their frustrations.

"Brother, watch your words. If Hua Yi's people hear that, there will be trouble. Didn't you see what happened to Tianyun on stage?" A friend immediately reminded with anxiety.

"Cough cough... got too excited, couldn't control myself!" The speaker awkwardly laughed, checking to make sure no one nearby was paying attention, before easing up.

"I heard that last time Hua Yi sent someone to Tianyun to poach the An Sisters, it seemed unsuccessful, probably because of that starter of the dispute!" Below the stage, everyone began chattering vigorously.

On the stage, Wang Jing's eyes were bloodshot, glaring at Qian Dayong as if he was about to explode with rage, especially when he overheard snippets of conversation, his face suddenly turned the color of a pig's liver.

"Bring someone here! Someone disable him for me, break all his limbs! I'll turn you into a dead dog first!" Wang Jing, unable to restrain himself, roared ferociously, pointing at Qian Dayong as if he wanted to devour his flesh and drink his blood.

As soon as these words fell, the martial artist who had previously broken Qian Dayong's leg flashed forward again.

Yun Fei, Li Mengying, and Zhou Tianlu's expressions drastically changed; they were completely panicked.

"You dare!"

"Stop!"

"Don't!"

The three shouted in unison, and they all rushed toward Qian Dayong, protecting him from potentially having his limbs broken and possibly losing his life on this very stage. Read latest stories on My Virtual Library Empire

Zhou Tianlu was the quickest; he was the first to reach Qian Dayong, shielding him with his body, "If anyone dares touch him, take me down first!"

Yun Fei and Li Mengying, wearing high heels, were slightly slower and followed a short distance behind Zhou Tianlu.

"Damn it, a bunch of jackasses playing heroes, huh? I'll fulfill your wishes, attack! Anyone who interferes, break their hands and feet!" Wang Jing had completely lost his rationality; all he could think about was ruthlessly crushing the people from Tianyun under his feet.

Wang Anxiang's eyebrows furrowed slightly; the Zhou Family still had some backgrounds, and he didn't want to completely sever ties with them.

"Just teach a lesson!" Wang Anxiang reminded the man about to strike.

At his words, the attacker's punch that was thrown out was suddenly retracted, and instead, he backhanded a slap across Zhou Tianlu's face.

"Slap!"

A martial artist's slap wasn't something Zhou Tianlu, an ordinary person, could withstand; it felt like a steel plate hitting his head, his brain roaring like a helicopter.

His body involuntarily flew out, smashing into Yun Fei and Li Mengying who were seconds behind, the two women screamed as they both fell to the ground in disarray.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

Three sickening sounds of bone breaking echoed suddenly on the stage; the attacking martial artist stomped three times, and Qian Dayong was already left with all limbs broken, instantly passing out.

Wang Jing, looking at the unconscious Qian Dayong, immediately spit, "Son of a bitch, dare to insult me, I'll turn you into a dead dog first!"