In an opulent bar, bodyguards stood tensely behind their respective bosses, eyes locked in a deadly glare, ready to strike at a moment's notice. The two mafia bosses sat opposite each other, the air thick with tension and the scent of expensive cigars.
"Mr. Yuxuan, it's a pleasure to see you here," said a thin-lipped, dangerously handsome man. His aura was lethal, his words dripping with sarcasm. "But contrary to what people say about your youthful appearance, you look more like my great-grandfather."
Mr. Yuxuan, his face etched with wrinkles and his short beard white, responded coolly, "It's evident your father didn't teach you manners. But that's not why I'm here." He gestured to one of his bodyguards, who handed him a briefcase. Mr. Yuxuan placed it on the table and opened it, revealing stacks of money. He passed the case to the young man, who smirked and handed it to his own bodyguards.
Suddenly, the young man raised his hand, and his bodyguards drew their guns, pointing them at Mr. Yuxuan. Instantly, Mr. Yuxuan's guards responded in kind.
The young man's face was now fully visible. Gou Li Qiang, son of China's most dangerous mafia boss, Li Qiang, was known for his arrogance and his black belt in martial arts. He had a reputation as a playboy, using his looks to gather information.
"Tsk, you shouldn't have done this, Mr. Yuxuan," Li Qiang said, eyeing the man who had handed him fake money.
"Your father is a coward, sending a child into the wolves' den," Mr. Yuxuan smirked.
"Wrong. You're the one who walked into the wolves' den," Li Qiang retorted, standing up. Mr. Yuxuan followed suit and commanded, "Kill him!"
Gunfire erupted. Li Qiang's personal bodyguard took a bullet meant for him, collapsing onto Li Qiang. Shocked but not deterred, Li Qiang's remaining guards returned fire. One of them dragged Li Qiang outside, where more of Mr. Yuxuan's men awaited.
Li Qiang thought to himself, 'He really prepared to kill me.' Smiling grimly, he pulled out his gun and started shooting. When he realized his attackers were armed only with sticks, he holstered his weapon and fought them hand-to-hand. In the melee, one of Mr. Yuxuan's men drew a gun. Li Qiang used another man as a shield, causing the shooter to hit his own ally. Amidst the chaos, Li Qiang and his bodyguards made a run for it.
"Mr. Gou, I called a friend to get you to a safe place. He'll be here soon," a bodyguard said. A motorcycle roared into view, skidding to a halt in front of them.
"Master Xin, thank you for coming," the bodyguard said gratefully.
"Hop on," Xin Yi instructed. Li Qiang climbed on, holding tight as they sped away.
"It looks like Muchen's boss is a coward!" Xin Yi shouted with a grin. Li Qiang didn't catch the comment.
They arrived at Li Qiang's mansion. As he dismounted, Xin Yi removed her helmet, revealing her delicate features. Despite her male disguise, her beauty was undeniable.
"What is it?" Li Qiang asked.
"I brought you here," she replied.
"So what? You look too fragile to be called a male," he remarked dismissively, walking into the house. Xin Yi gritted her teeth, donned her helmet, and rode off.
Inside, Li Qiang headed straight to his father's office. He found his father pacing anxiously but visibly relieved upon seeing him.
"I'm here, Father," Li Qiang announced.
"Thank God you're safe," his father said, smiling. "I never thought Yuxuan was such a coward. I have a gift prepared for him."
Li Qiang, already aware of the gift, grinned.
Later, Mr. Yuxuan opened his front door to a horrifying sight: the corpses of his daughter and son, tied together with a red ribbon like a macabre Christmas present.