Urban Most Awesome Dad

“Master, master, master, I’ll never dare again, please spare me.” Seeing Xu Fan obliterate the terrifying Ghoul Twelve with a mere flick of his finger, Song Qiang was so terrified that he couldn’t even finish his sentence, cowering and begging for mercy from Xu Fan.

“Song Qiang, I originally just wanted to break your limbs and leave you to beg on the streets. I didn’t expect you to come to me first and even try to kidnap my daughter. So today, it’s not that I want to kill you, but you are seeking your own death,” Xu Fan stated, standing in front of Song Qiang, enunciating every word.

“Master, I have money, I can give you all my money, is that okay? I have fifteen million in cash on the boat outside, all for you, as long as you can spare me. I won’t dare to cross you ever again, I’m kowtowing to you now,” Song Qiang felt Xu Fan’s tangible murderous aura, peed and defecated in fear without worrying about cleaning himself, knelt on the ground and began kowtowing frantically.

“Now you know to beg for mercy, why didn’t you restrain yourself earlier? My daughter was scared by your dog last time, and this time by your lackey. Do you know how precious my daughter is to me? Can your worthless life compensate for that?” Xu Fan looked down at Song Qiang from above, speaking coldly.

“Master, I didn’t recognize Tai Shan; I am guilty, I deserve to die, please give me another chance. I have properties abroad. Just let me go back, and I will work for you every day, making money for your daughter. Whatever your daughter wants, I’ll buy it for her, she can be my honored mistress,” Song Qiang pleaded while kowtowing hastily.

“Whatever my daughter wants, I can afford. But as for your life, I’m set on taking it,” Xu Fan uttered softly, grabbing Song Qiang’s arm.

I’d promised to break his five limbs; I couldn’t just let him off easily and allow him a swift death. Before he dies, Xu Fan intended to let him taste the pain of having his limbs broken.

The dragon’s inverse scale must not be touched, and since Song Qiang had touched Xu Fan’s inverse scale, he had to pay a price he couldn’t withstand.

“Crack,” “Crack”!

“Ah… Ah… Ah… Ah…”

Two crisp sounds of arms breaking were followed by Song Qiang’s screams like those of a slaughtered pig.

At that moment, Song Qiang’s face was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans; both arms dangled crookedly from his shoulders, like two empty sleeves.

“Master… I… no… more…” Song Qiang was still desperately begging for mercy.

There was not a flicker of hesitation in Xu Fan’s eyes. Such a person, begging for mercy only when pressed, would definitely brandish a butcher’s knife at the first opportunity, aimed at him and his daughter.

In his former life, Xu Fan was the decisive Five-Direction Heavenly Emperor, who had stirred much bloodshed in the Cultivation World. Such pleas for mercy didn’t cause him to bat an eyelid.

“Crack, crack, squelch!” Xu Fan stomped thrice on Song Qiang’s lower body.

Song Qiang’s face turned the color of liver, unable to speak due to the pain, and he glared at Xu Fan with eyes full of deep resentment.

“Want to kill me? Too bad you don’t have the strength!” Xu Fan said with a cold smile, his finger tracing across Song Qiang’s throat.

Song Qiang’s struggling body immediately stilled, and then he slowly slumped to the ground.

The main culprit behind the kidnapping of his daughter, Xu Fan finally administered the punishment he deserved with his own hands.

Having done all this, Xu Fan dusted off his clothes, his expression neither sad nor happy, casually observing the two bodies on the ground as if they were merely two ants he had stepped on.

Although this warehouse was old, leaving two bodies here could still cause trouble if discovered. Xu Fan could disregard such things, but now he had his precious daughter Tongtong to look after. In order to take care of Tongtong, he had to integrate into society and could not afford too much trouble. Thus, faced with Song Qiang and the Ghoul Twelve, Xu Fan was decisive, but he also needed to clean up the scene and erase any traces.

Seeing the messy scene on the ground, Xu Fan did not hesitate. He dragged the bodies of Song Qiang and the Ghoul Twelve to the door, then waved to stir up a gust of wind, erasing all traces of the fight.

Then, Xu Fan searched the warehouse, found two large sacks, and stuffed the bodies into them separately. After making sure he hadn’t left any traces, he grabbed a sack in each hand and quickly left the warehouse.

On the way, Xu Fan also kept an eye on street cameras. Modern technology was incredibly advanced, and a little carelessness could be captured by these surveillance cameras.

However, Xiangshui Bay Wharf was somewhat dilapidated, with few cameras installed, many of which were broken. The one or two cameras that did blink red were knocked out by stones flung by Xu Fan.

Song Qiang had mentioned earlier that there was fifteen million in cash on the boat outside, money he had planned to use to flee the country after killing Xu Fan.

Carrying the two sacks, Xu Fan searched the wharf and finally found the small boat Song Qiang had prepared, which turned out to be a jet ski.

On the jet ski were two large boxes. Xu Fan tossed the sacks onto the boat and then opened the boxes. Although they had combination locks, they were as good as nonexistent to Xu Fan.

Xu Fan applied force and shattered the core of the combination locks, opening the boxes to find they were indeed filled with stacks of pink hundred-yuan bills.

He closed the boxes, turned on the jet ski, and steered it towards the embankment not far away.

When he was a few hundred meters away from the embankment, Xu Fan set the throttle, picked up the two boxes filled with money, and with several light taps on the water, like an expert gliding on it, he returned to the top of the embankment.

Without a driver, the jet ski charged straight towards the embankment.

With a loud “boom,” the jet ski exploded upon collision with the embankment, bursting into flames and thick smoke.

The two bodies on the boat also disappeared amongst the waves with the explosion.

Xu Fan, carrying the two boxes, hurried towards downtown, moving as fast as a car.