With a "thud,"
He knelt before Su Hua.
"It was my fault for injuring the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang. I willingly accept punishment. I only beg the Dark Night Alliance Leader to grant me a swift death."
He didn’t want to suffer agonizing torture before dying.
"Alliance Leader," Jiang Qing reminded, "Last night, the Black Right Gang attacked the Golden Dragon Gang. The Golden Dragon Gang’s leader spared them, but only under one condition."
"What condition?" Su Hua frowned deeply.
Jiang Qing replied, "The Black Right Gang must deliver 300 million yuan and a large batch of weapons to the Golden Dragon Gang within a short time."
Hearing this,
Su Hua’s brows remained tightly knit.
In that case, there was no need to kill the Black Right Gang’s leader.
If he died, Xuan would lose out on money and weapons.
Moreover, Xuan might investigate who was responsible—and if it led back to the Night Rose… She didn’t want any conflict with Xuan.
"Then he doesn’t need to die. Torture him thoroughly and throw him back," Su Hua ordered.
"Thank you, Dark Night Alliance Leader! Thank you!"
Luo Fenhao kowtowed frantically on the ground.
He never expected
that the Dark Night Alliance Leader would spare him—simply because he still had to deliver money and weapons to the Golden Dragon Gang…
"Remember, 'properly' torture him," Su Hua said, narrowing her eyes.
"Alliance Leader, aren’t you staying?" Jiang Qing asked, puzzled.
Wasn’t Su Hua the type who enjoyed tormenting people the most?
Yet now, she was leaving.
"No," Su Hua replied, a faint smile curling her lips. "I need to go back to my boyfriend."
Jiang Qing: "..."
Right, how could she forget? Young Master Lin was also in the Black Triangle.
Compared to torture, Su Hua clearly prioritized spending time with Lin Xuan.
The Night Rose members exchanged awkward glances.
Their Alliance Leader was avenging the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader one moment, then rushing back to her boyfriend the next.
Was she trying to play both sides?
Would this lead to a fiery chase to win back her man later?
"Leave this to you," Su Hua said, turning to Jiang Qing.
"Understood," Jiang Qing nodded.
"Remember," Su Hua’s gaze locked onto Luo Fenhao, "Deliver the money and weapons to the Golden Dragon Gang in full, on time."
"Yes, yes!" Luo Fenhao bowed repeatedly.
How could he dare disobey the orders of this Night Rose demoness? Unless he had a death wish.
Su Hua left.
Jiang Qing looked at Luo Fenhao and raised an eyebrow. "Leader Luo, harming our Alliance Leader’s man—you brought this on yourself."
Luo Fenhao felt wronged beyond words.
He was the one who got beaten up,
yet in the Night Rose’s version, he was the one who bullied Leader Lin.
These subordinates of the Dark Night Alliance Leader were clearly no saints either.
Luo Fenhao closed his eyes, bracing for the torture.
Jiang Qing approached him with tools in hand.
Pity flickered in her eyes.
Offending Young Master Lin? His bad luck.
"AHHH—!"
Soon, agonized screams echoed behind Su Hua.
But her steps didn’t falter as she walked away.
Su Hua returned to the Golden Dragon Gang.
Wang Ba had been waiting for news. Seeing her, his suspicions grew.
The attack on the Black Right Gang was likely connected to Su Hua.
"Leader Su, it’s only past six. Why were you out?" Wang Ba asked curiously.
"Just taking a walk," Su Hua replied.
"I’m heading back to my room now."
"Of course."
Wang Ba watched her retreating figure, stroking his chin.
If Su Hua was behind the attack, what was her motive?
Back in her room, Su Hua took a shower and lay down on the bed.
She pulled Lin Xuan’s arm around her waist.
Content, she closed her eyes.
Not long after Su Hua returned, the Golden Dragon Gang’s scouts came back with intel.
"Leader, we’ve found out who attacked the Black Right Gang," a subordinate reported.
"Who?" Wang Ba pressed.
"The Black Right Gang’s leader, Luo Fenhao, was taken to the Night Rose. It’s almost certain the Night Rose was behind it."
"The Night Rose?!" Wang Ba’s frown deepened.
So it wasn’t Su Hua after all.
She couldn’t possibly be part of the Night Rose.
"Keep monitoring Luo Fenhao. Report any updates immediately," Wang Ba ordered.
He still had his eyes on that 300 million and the weapons.
That money and firepower couldn’t afford any mishaps.
"Yes, sir."
The subordinate withdrew.
Wang Ba yawned.
After staying up all night, it was time to rest.
Luo Fenhao endured four hours of torture under Jiang Qing.
By the time he was half-dead, Jiang Qing stopped, fearing he might not survive.
"Throw him back to the Black Right Gang," she commanded.
"Secretary Jiang, what about the captured Black Right Gang members?" a Night Rose member asked.
"Release them all," Jiang Qing said.
The Alliance Leader only wanted to teach Luo Fenhao a lesson for Lin Xuan’s sake.
Now that he’d been thoroughly broken, there was no need to keep holding the others.
Besides, they needed them to gather the money and weapons for Lin Xuan.
"Yes, ma’am."
Luo Fenhao, battered and missing fingernails, was stuffed into a car trunk.
They drove to the Black Right Gang’s villa and dumped him on the ground.
The Black Right Gang members, released ten minutes earlier, spotted the motionless figure.
Guns drawn, they cautiously approached.
"Who the hell is this?" one muttered, swallowing hard.
The man’s face was swollen from countless slaps, his eyes puffed shut.
His clothes were drenched in blood, not an inch of skin untouched.
Half his fingernails had been ripped out.
"What kind of monster did this to him?"
They used to think the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader was ruthless,
but compared to whoever did this, his methods seemed almost gentle.
"Damn, this is pure agony."
"Who left him here? And who is he?"
"Not one of ours. Just dump him somewhere far."
One member frowned.
Was he sure?
Something about the man looked familiar…
"Yeah, get rid of him. He’s probably dying anyway. Don’t let him stink up the place."
Two of them stepped forward, grabbing Luo Fenhao by his arms and legs, preparing to carry him away from the Golden Dragon Gang's villa.
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