Zhao Debiao Takes Action

East of Jinling City, Zhao Family Mansion.

Ye Chen sat in the main seat with an ashen face.

Opposite him stood two of the Zhao family's subordinates, heads bowed, not daring to breathe.

"What did you say? Say it again!"

Ye Chen's voice sounded as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

One of the subordinates bit the bullet and spoke.

"Mr. Ye, we found out. There were indeed two women who were seriously injured in the factory area south of the city that night. But before you arrived, they had already been picked up by a black Mercedes-Benz G-Class."

"We checked the license plate of that car."

The subordinate swallowed hard.

"It's the Shen family's car."

Smack!

Ye Chen smashed the solid wood armrest with one palm!

Splinters flew everywhere, and the people next to him took several steps back in fright.

Shen Fei!

It was Shen Fei again!

First, he withdrew his investment from the Su family, forcing Su Qingxue into a corner.

Now he had snatched away his opportunity!

He didn't feel it at the time, but the more he thought about it after he went back, the more he felt something was wrong. Only then did he realize that the feeling was the feeling of his own opportunity that his master had mentioned before!

He clearly sensed the aura of those twin assassins in the factory area south of the city yesterday.

He thought they were irrelevant people, but he didn't expect them to be extremely strong and highly talented. If he took them under his command, they would definitely be a great help.

But they were intercepted by Shen Fei!

When he arrived, he only saw a pool of blood on the ground, and the people were long gone!

Ye Chen took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anger.

Right at this moment, his phone rang.

Caller ID: Qingxue.

Ye Chen answered the phone.

"Ye Chen, the Su Group's capital chain is completely broken."

Su Qingxue's voice carried a trace of unprecedented exhaustion.

"All our partners have withdrawn, and the banks have started demanding repayment of loans. If we can't find a new capital injection within three days, the Su Group will have to file for bankruptcy and liquidation."

Ye Chen gripped his phone tightly.

"Qingxue, don't worry, I will definitely help you solve it."

"Ye Chen, I..."

Su Qingxue hesitated, but in the end, she only said one sentence.

"Thank you."

The call ended.

Ye Chen stood frozen, feeling as if a massive boulder was pressing against his chest.

Su Qingxue's tone was growing increasingly distant.

He could feel it.

Ever since Shen Fei pulled his investment, Su Qingxue's attitude toward him had been subtly shifting. It wasn't disgust, but something far more terrifying.

Disappointment.

She was disappointed.

Because Ye Chen had talked big, but had yet to solve a single real problem.

The Su family's crisis couldn't be resolved with a few boastful words.

It required money.

It required resources.

It required genuine power.

Ye Chen's knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists.

"Zhao Debiao!"

Zhao Debiao immediately stepped forward from the side.

"Big Brother Ye, what are your orders!"

"How many properties does Shen Fei have in Jinling?"

Zhao Debiao thought for a moment.

"Hotels, clubs, malls, office buildings... adding them all up, there must be at least a few dozen. But the most profitable one under his name is a high-end private club in the city center called 'Yunding'. That club is the social hub for Jinling's upper crust. The nightly revenue easily exceeds a million."

Ye Chen sneered.

"Take your men to Yunding and smash it."

Zhao Debiao was taken aback.

"Smash it? Big Brother Ye, that's a Shen family property..."

"What? Are you scared?"

Ye Chen glared at him, his gaze icy.

"Your Zhao family has been in Jinling's underworld for decades, and you don't even have this much guts?"

Zhao Debiao's face alternated between red and white.

He was indeed somewhat wary of the Shen family.

After all, the Shen family was the top wealthy family in Jinling, with connections in both the lawful and unlawful worlds. If they provoked the Shen family, the Zhao family's meager assets wouldn't even be enough to look at.

But Ye Chen had saved his father's life!

Without Ye Chen, Zhao Wanshan would still be lying in bed waiting to die!

This debt of gratitude was immense!

Moreover, he had witnessed Ye Chen's abilities with his own eyes; his medical skills were simply miraculous. With Ye Chen backing them up, what did the Zhao family have to fear?

Zhao Debiao gritted his teeth.

"Let's do it!"

"Don't worry, Big Brother Ye. I, Zhao Debiao, might not have other skills, but when it comes to smashing up a place, I'm a professional!"

He turned and strode out, pulling out his phone as he walked.

"Brothers, assemble! Everyone, bring your weapons, we're going to Yunding Club!"

Ye Chen stood by the window, watching Zhao Debiao's retreating figure, a cold smirk playing on his lips.

Shen Fei, aren't you rich?

Then I'll smash your cash cow first.

I'll let you know that in the face of absolute force, money is nothing!

...

An hour later.

Jinling city center, Yunding Club.

This was a six-story standalone building. The exterior walls were entirely made of black marble and glass curtain walls, looking low-key yet luxurious in the night.

A row of luxury cars was parked at the entrance—Maybachs, Bentleys, Porsches—any random one was worth millions.

The lobby was brightly lit. Elegantly dressed waiters shuttled back and forth, while wealthy businessmen and celebrities chatted and laughed in the booths.

Everything looked peaceful and quiet.

Then Zhao Debiao arrived.

Boom!

The club's door was kicked open!

Zhao Debiao stood at the entrance, with over a hundred men standing densely behind him!

Everyone was carrying a weapon.

Baseball bats, steel pipes, machetes—cold light flashing.

The gold chain around Zhao Debiao's neck gleamed blindingly under the lights. He had a cigar clamped in his mouth, his face full of fierce flesh forming an extremely arrogant smile.

"Listen up, everyone!"

Zhao Debiao stepped onto the marble counter of the front desk, pointing at everyone in the lobby.

"I've booked this place today! If you don't want to die, get the hell out of here right now!"

The lobby instantly exploded into chaos!

The wealthy businessmen's faces changed drastically, and their female companions screamed and hid under the tables!

The club manager stumbled out, his legs giving way when he saw the scene.

"Young... Young Master Zhao, what are you doing! This is the Shen family's property, you can't..."

Zhao Debiao slapped him!

Smack!

The manager was sent spinning in place, seeing stars.

"So what if it's the Shen family? I came here today specifically for the Shen family!"

Zhao Debiao threw his cigar on the ground and waved his hand.

"Smash it! Smash it to pieces!"

Over a hundred lackeys swarmed in!

Crash! Bang!

The crystal chandelier was smashed, shards falling like rain!

Leather sofas were slashed open with machetes, cotton stuffing flying!

Wine cabinets were pushed over, hundreds of bottles of expensive wine shattering into pieces, the air filling with a strong smell of alcohol!

The marble front desk was smashed with steel pipes, leaving huge dents!

The entire Yunding Club turned into ruins in a matter of minutes!

Zhao Debiao stood amidst the mess, hands on his hips, laughing up at the sky!

"Hahahaha! Shen Fei! Aren't you tough? Come on! I'm waiting for you!"

His lackeys also joined in the jeering.

"The Shen family is nothing!"

"Brother Zhao is mighty!"

The group was arrogant to the extreme.

Zhao Debiao took out his phone and sent a voice message to Ye Chen.

"Big Brother Ye! It's done! I smashed Shen Fei's crappy club to pieces! Just wait for a good show!"

After sending the message, Zhao Debiao happily lit a second cigar.

He felt he had done something great today.

Big Brother Ye would definitely look at him with new eyes.

But what he didn't know was that at the exact moment he sent that voice message, a call had already been made a step ahead of him.

...

Shen Family Villa.

Shen Fei sat in his study, the system panel in front of him clearly displaying every move of Ye Chen and Zhao Debiao.

The Eye of Fortune could not only see luck values but also track the movements of the Child of Fortune.

Shen Fei had known from the very beginning that Ye Chen instigated Zhao Debiao to smash up the Cloud Top Club.

He didn't even try to stop it.

Why should he?

It was just a club; if it got smashed, so be it.

What Shen Fei wanted was a perfectly justifiable reason to deal with Zhao Debiao.

And now, that reason had delivered itself right to his doorstep.

Shen Fei picked up his phone and dialed a number.

The call connected, and a resonant male voice came from the other end.

"Young Master Shen, is there a problem?"

"Uncle Zhou, my Cloud Top Club was just trashed by a mob of over a hundred people. Armed riot, destruction of public property, and suspected of gathering a crowd to provoke trouble."

Shen Fei's tone was as flat as if he were reporting the weather.

The other end of the line fell silent for a second.

Then, the voice turned stern.

"Who has such nerve? Give me five minutes!"

The call ended.

Shen Fei put down his phone and picked up his teacup.

Five minutes.

That was plenty.

...

Cloud Top Club.

Zhao Debiao was sitting with his legs crossed on a smashed sofa, holding an intact bottle of Lafite and chugging directly from the bottleneck.

"Good wine! The Shen family sure is rich, this bottle must be worth tens of thousands, right?"

A lackey beside him smiled flatteringly.

"Brother Zhao, you did a beautiful job today! From now on, who would dare say our Zhao family..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

A piercing roar of engines suddenly came from outside!

Not just one car.

Dozens of them!

Zhao Debiao's smile froze on his face.

He abruptly stood up and rushed to the window to look out.

With one glance, his face instantly turned pale!

The entire street outside the club had been cordoned off!

Over a dozen armed police armored vehicles blocked the intersections, sealing all the exits dead!

Heavily armed police officers jumped out of the vehicles, equipped with riot shields, tear gas launchers, and stun guns.

A dense black mass of at least two hundred men!

All with loaded weapons!

"This... what the fuck..."

The Lafite in Zhao Debiao's hand dropped to the floor with a crash, shattering into pieces.

His lackeys were all scared senseless too!

Steel pipes fell all over the floor, and no one dared to hold onto their machetes.

Over a hundred men huddled in the lobby, their calves trembling at the sight of the formation outside.

They were just street thugs, not soldiers!

The people outside were regular armed police!

A commander carrying a megaphone walked to the entrance of the club, his voice as cold as iron.

"Listen up, people inside! You are suspected of armed rioting and intentional destruction of public and private property, and are now legally surrounded! Everyone put your hands on your heads and squat down to cooperate with law enforcement! Those who resist will bear the consequences!"

Zhao Debiao's legs went weak.

"No... that's not... I..."

He wanted to explain something, but he opened his mouth for a long time without being able to utter a single word.

The armed police had already begun their breach!

Riot shields formed an iron wall, advancing with crushing momentum!

Zhao Debiao's lackeys had never seen such a scene before. People immediately threw away their weapons, knelt on the ground, and held their heads.

"Don't hit me! Don't hit me! I surrender!"

"Boss, save me!"

The place erupted into a chorus of wailing and howling.

Zhao Debiao still wanted to run, but just as he turned around, he was tackled to the ground by two armed police officers. His arms were twisted behind his back, and with a click, handcuffs were slapped on!

His face was pressed hard against the floor covered in broken glass, the pain making him grimace.

In less than three minutes, all hundred-plus people were subdued!

A dense crowd knelt on the floor with their hands on their heads, making for a spectacular sight.

Zhao Debiao lay on the ground, his whole body trembling.

He finally realized how huge of a mess he had made.

The Shen family!

That was the Shen family!

He had actually lost his mind and smashed up the Shen family's turf!

A family that could mobilize the armed police with a single phone call, what did he have to challenge them with?

"Big Brother Ye... Big Brother Ye will save me..."

Zhao Debiao began to mutter frantically.

Ye Chen had heavenly medical skills and vast connections; he would definitely find a way to get him out!

Definitely!

Just as he was muttering, a pair of black leather shoes appeared in front of him.

Zhao Debiao struggled to lift his head.

Shen Fei stood before him.

He didn't know when he had arrived.

Wearing a dark overcoat with his hands in his pockets, he looked down condescendingly at Zhao Debiao on the floor.

His expression was indifferent, his gaze calm, as if looking at an ant.

"Shen... Shen Fei!"

Zhao Debiao's pupils trembled.

Shen Fei squatted down to look Zhao Debiao in the eye.

Then he reached out and gently patted Zhao Debiao's face, which was covered in broken glass shards.

One pat.

Two pats.

Three pats.

None of them were heavy, but each one made Zhao Debiao's soul tremble along with it.

"Zhao Debiao, right?"

Shen Fei's voice was very soft, carrying a hint of a smile.

"Were you just crying out that Big Brother Ye would save you?"

Zhao Debiao's lips quivered, unable to speak.

Shen Fei leaned in a bit closer, lowering his voice even further.

"Let me tell you a secret."

"Your Big Brother Ye can't even save himself."

Those words were like nails, hammered one by one into Zhao Debiao's brain.

Zhao Debiao's eyes widened, his face full of fear and disbelief.

Shen Fei stood up and dusted off his hands.

He turned and walked toward the door, and as he passed by the armed police commander, he said softly.

"Uncle Zhou, just do whatever needs to be done."

"Rest assured, Young Master Shen."

The commander stood at attention and saluted.

Shen Fei walked out of the club's main doors, the night breeze brushing against his face.

From behind him came Zhao Debiao's heart-wrenching howls.

"Big Brother Ye! Save me! Big Brother Ye!!"

Shen Fei didn't even turn his head.

The corners of his mouth curled into a smirk.

In his mind, a line of text popped up on the system panel.

[Zhao Debiao has been arrested. The Child of Fortune, Ye Chen, has lost the support of the Jinling underground forces!]

[Ye Chen's Luck Value: -300]

[Current Ye Chen Luck Value: 8088 -> 7788]

Cutting him down, one slice at a time.

No rush.

Shen Fei got into his G-Wagon and started the engine.

The car merged into the night.

Meanwhile, in the Zhao family mansion in the east of Jinling City, the screen of Ye Chen's phone was still lit up with the triumphant voice message Zhao Debiao had sent.

He still didn't know that Zhao Debiao had already been locked up.

What he knew even less was that this was merely an appetizer from Shen Fei.

The real main course was yet to come.