Urban Most Awesome Dad

By then, Zhang Qiang’s neck had already been snapped in one quick move.

Just like that, the lifeless body of Zhang Qiang was slowly pushed away from his grasp; the man who had been cursing just a moment ago had now become a corpse that fell to the ground with a “thump.”

Inside the car, Qin Haowen, seeing Zhang Qiang being taken down by the young man with just one move, was still clueless about the situation. Thinking that Zhang Qiang had suffered a setback and been pushed over, he cursed angrily from the car, “Where is this loser from, daring to attack a man of the Qin Family? Do you want to stop hanging around Zhonghai City? Believe it or not, I can have you killed!”

Hearing Qin Haowen’s words, Chou Jiukun cursed inwardly at how much of an idiot this young master was, still not understanding the situation even now. So, he did not continue to rush toward the young man, but instead quickly retreated to the flashy blue Maserati beside Qin Haowen and shouted into the car, “Young master, lock the doors and don’t come out, the man outside is a Martial Artist!”

“Damn, Chou, you must protect me well!” Qin Haowen’s face went pale when he heard Chou Jiukun’s words, and he quickly hugged himself, shrinking into his seat. He fumbled for the car keys, but his trembling fingers failed to hit the lock button even after several tries.

Chou Jiukun, seeing Qin Haowen’s cowardly demeanor, truly felt the urge to kick him to death. This young master of the Qin Family was just too pathetic. However, he was ultimately a Patron Martial Artist of the Qin Family and had to ensure Qin Haowen’s safety.

Even if the Blood Bodhi he had purchased for five hundred million was stolen, Chou Jiukun would at most face some punishment from the Qin Family. But if he failed to protect Qin Haowen and allowed him to be killed by the opposition, then Chou Jiukun’s future would be bleak. He would not only be expelled from the Qin Family, but no other major family would hire him as their Patron Martial Artist.

After all, the role of a Patron Martial Artist is to protect the safety of their own family. It might be forgivable to fail in protecting material wealth, but failing to protect the life of a young master would be a clear issue of incompetence. No family would dare to hire such a Martial Artist.

As a Patron Martial Artist of the Qin Family, one of Zhonghai City’s prominent clans, Chou Jiukun received many benefits. These were countless times better than what he could gain suffering alone in the wild, crafting Mo Luo Dan. But the price was that, should Qin Haowen ever be in danger, Chou Jiukun must risk his life to ensure his safety.

After fumbling several times in the car, Qin Haowen finally managed to press the lock button, and the Maserati emitted a “jiu… jiu…” sound as the locks engaged throughout the vehicle.

With the luxury car as a barrier and himself on guard, Chou Jiukun felt that Qin Haowen’s safety was at least assured.

The three members of the Flame Dragon Organization in the Hummer nearby noticed Zhang Qiang’s limp body on the ground, realizing something was amiss. They all jumped out of the vehicle and looked towards the young man who had taken down Zhang Qiang in an instant.

“We are from the Flame Dragon Organization. No matter which sect or school you are a Martial Artist from, surrender now, or don’t blame the Flame Dragon for being merciless!” Fei Ying was the first to draw a dagger emanating a blue glow from his leg and warned the young man coldly.

“Flame Dragon brats, I came here today precisely to trouble you. Hand over the Blood Bodhi if you know what’s good for you, or I’ll turn you Flame Dragons into three worthless bugs!” The young man let out a wild laugh and replied unapologetically to Fei Ying.

“So it’s going to be a fight to the end, brothers, get ready to move. Capture this fool who doesn’t know how to live!” Fei Ying called out to Jin Gang and Xiao Bai behind him.

“Alright!” Jin Gang and Xiao Bai responded, each pulling out their weapons as well.

Jin Gang retrieved a three-meter-long alloy long spear from under the Hummer’s chassis. The spearhead was incredibly sharp, emitting a cold and gleaming light.

The beautiful and delicate-looking team member Xiao Bai, with her snow-white hands, reached directly for her waist. In an instant, she drew a soft sword from her belt that was as smooth as silk. The soft sword shimmered with a purple light all around it, and in her hands, it transformed into a serpent tongue-flicking viper, looking extremely dangerous.

“Ha ha, picking on the few with the numbers, huh? So this is how the Flame Dragon Organization claims its dominion over everyone else,” mocked the young man as he clapped his hands with a look of disdain directed at Fei Ying.

“Nonsense, dealing with someone as crooked as you, why bother with the codes of the martial world? Of course, we’d mob you!” Xiao Bai retorted coldly, her pretty face stern as she spoke to the young man.

“Fine! Since you lot have no honor, we’ll forget about the codes of the martial world too. Brothers, time to get to work!” The young man bellowed toward the back of the dump truck.

Upon the young man’s call, the pile of dirt on the dump truck suddenly exploded into the air as if it had detonated.

From within the cloud of dirt, at least a dozen figures clad in black leaped out, each holding shiny blades and swords. They moved with incredible agility and jumped down from the truck, instantly aligning themselves behind the young man.

Among these dozen or so people, even the weakest had just entered the body tempering realm. Eight or nine were in the body tempering realm, and four or five had even reached the Qi Drawing Realm.

A great battle was about to commence, so everyone stopped holding back and began releasing their full strength. This allowed the three members of the Flame Dragon Organization to take a clear look at their power.

Chou Jiukun’s face grew very unsightly as he saw the turnout.

Even with the two Qi Drawing Realm members of the Flame Dragon Organization plus himself, they only had three in the Qi Drawing Realm and one in the body tempering realm on their side. The opponents had at least five experts in the Qi Drawing Realm and eight or nine in the body tempering realm. It was exactly as the young man said; they showed no respect for martial codes, clearly intending to bully with their numbers.

“Are you… the people of Black Blade?” The squad leader of the Flame Dragon, Fei Ying, recognizing their uniform attire and coordinated moves, instantly identified them.

“Ha ha, the Flame Dragon Organization is indeed exceptional—recognizing us right at first sight. Correct, we are from the Black Blade. Since you know who we are, you should know that we’re not afraid of Flame Dragon. So, hand over the Blood Bodhi if you know what’s good for you. Otherwise, once the Black Blade is drawn, it seeks blood,” the young man gestured a throat-cutting motion with his hand and then coldly addressed Fei Ying.

“The Black Blade Organization! Our nest has really stirred up trouble today,” lamented Chou Jiukun internally upon hearing the intents of the opponents.