C27 He Intimidated Scarface Lee

"Mr. Hu, I'd rather not get into the details. If you truly believe I'm involved in this, then there's nothing more I can say." Scarface Lee sat down, resigned, and stopped trying to explain.

The situation was spiraling out of control. People were dying under mysterious circumstances, clearly targeting him, yet he couldn't fathom why any big shot would go to such lengths against him.

In the shadows, Niu Li smirked with satisfaction. He had managed to stir up some trouble for Scarface Lee, all because Lee's sister had been too arrogant. He thought it was time to teach him a lesson.

Mr. Hu remained silent, pulled out his phone, and dialed a number.

As soon as the call connected, the voice on the other end preempted Mr. Hu.

"Mr. Hu, Tiehyao's dead, and it's a gruesome scene. According to an insider at the police station, Tiehyao was utterly defenseless when he died. The crime scene is extraordinary, not the work of an average criminal," the voice on the line rushed to explain.

Mr. Hu, taken aback, inquired further, "Have you found anything else?"

"Mr. Hu, there's talk that Tiehyao encountered a demon. A massive plant was found at the scrapyard, filling the entire space. Even the city's botany experts are baffled, claiming they've never encountered such an odd specimen."

"Understood," Mr. Hu replied before hanging up and turning his attention to Scarface Lee.

"I can now be sure that you're not connected to this. There's someone else pulling the strings from the shadows."

Caught off guard by Mr. Hu's abrupt declaration, Scarface Lee briefly lost his composure. Then, with a sly smile, he retorted, "Mr. Hu, you're the epitome of a true man. Since you've placed your trust in me, I won't be a coward. Someone's trying to pit our families against each other, and for that, they're beyond redemption. If I find out who's behind this, I'll make sure they're dog food."

In that moment, Scarface Lee's menacing mafioso persona came to the fore, his aura charged with lethal intent.

Mr. Hu, however, remained unaffected by Lee's fierce demeanor. Instead, he was consumed by worry, pondering who could possibly wield enough power to disrupt the balance of H City.

Niu Li was dumbfounded to see them suddenly reconciling as if nothing had happened.

Chen Tieyao's death had been particularly brutal. If it was those targeting Mr. Hu, they wouldn't hesitate to deliver a deadly blow.

Niu Li couldn't help but worry. He was entangled in this affair, and these mafia heavyweights were notoriously unforgiving. They might have already caught wind of his involvement. While he wasn't concerned for himself, the thought of dragging his parents into this was unbearable.

After a moment's contemplation, Niu Li clenched his jaw and stepped out from the shadows to the door of Scarface Lee and his crew. He tapped on the door gently.

"Who's there?"

The question came from Wei, the young man behind Scarface Lee, who simultaneously drew a dark gun and eyed the door with suspicion.

"He's on guard, but that doesn't scare me," Niu Li smirked to himself. Without waiting for an invitation, he pushed the door open.

Inside was a lavish karaoke room, decked out with the latest entertainment tech, looking as if it had just been installed.

Scarface Lee and Mr. Hu fixed Niu Li with a serious gaze, while Wei aimed his gun directly at him, ready to fire at the slightest hint of danger.

"Scarface, it's a pleasure to meet you for the first time," Niu Li said, turning his attention to Scarface Lee and offering a genial smile.

"Who are you?" Scarface Lee's voice was deep, his eyes conveying a clear threat.

"Relax, I'm just a guy. What, you think I could take on all three of you?" Niu Li's tone was light, but his expression turned icy as he addressed Wei. "However, I can't stand having guns pointed at me. Today, two fools tried their luck. One's dead, and the other? I left him with just one hand to remember me by."

His words carried an unmistakable warning.

Wei bristled with anger at the brazenness. What did it matter if he had his gun trained on this man?

"Wei, put the gun away," Scarface Lee commanded with a wave of his hand and a grave tone.

"Yes, Scarface." Wei reluctantly holstered his weapon, but his glare remained fixed on Niu Li, unyielding and fierce.

"Let's have a civil conversation instead of resorting to fighting. Why is there such a fondness for brawling? It's so uncivilized." Niu Li sprawled casually on another small sofa, legs crossed, grinning as he surveyed the room.

"I recognize you," Mr. Hu declared, his gaze piercing as he stared at Niu Li. "You're supposed to be dead."

"Cut out the ominous talk. I haven't even hit twenty yet. Are you that eager to see me gone too soon, Mr. Hu?" Niu Li glared back at Mr. Hu, clearly displeased. Honestly, he had no fondness for this snake-like character, especially since he'd once been kidnapped by him and held hostage!

"You're alive, but Tiehyao isn't. It looks like I've underestimated you—you're his killer," Mr. Hu's expression grew darker, his eyes glinting with a chilling intensity, as if he might strike like a venomous snake at any moment.

Niu Li's irritation deepened. His smile vanished, and he retorted icily, "You take me hostage and forbid me from defending myself? That man was asking for trouble, but you pin the blame on me. Don't flatter yourselves; to me, you're just as pitiable."

"What did you just say?" Mr. Hu shot to his feet, his face twisted with rage, a dangerous aura emanating from him.

"I said, I find you pitiable," Niu Li stood his ground, his disdain palpable. His body was charged with magic, the Wind Blade swirling around his palm, his Mental Energy at peak focus, ready to counter Mr. Hu's attack with a single decisive move.

"Let's all take a step back and cool off. We shouldn't act on impulse," Scarface Lee interjected, standing up to defuse the tension. He then turned to Niu Li with a curious look. "You seem to be privy to some information. Would you care to enlighten us?"

Niu Li smirked. Mr. Hu reined in his anger at Scarface Lee's intervention, prompting Niu Li to scoff. "This issue isn't even worth discussing. I'm not in the mood to talk anymore."

"You're not giving me face?" Scarface Lee's expression turned icy in an instant.

Niu Li wasn't taken aback by his demeanor. Lifting his hand, he warned, "Don't threaten me. Accidents can happen all too easily."

Scarface Lee's retort was cut short as his face suddenly paled. Glancing to the side, he noticed a lock of his hair floating in the air.

The sight stunned everyone present.

If Niu Li could sever his hair without a sound, it meant he could just as easily take his life at any moment!

A young man fearfully grabbed his gun, yet he didn't point it at Niu Li. Instead, he kept a wary, unblinking eye on him.

It had been ages since Scarface Lee felt such peril. Confronted with a blade so swift it was unavoidable, he nearly fell apart, his heart racing.

After a couple of deep breaths, Scarface Lee regarded Niu Li with a look tinged with fear. Niu Li was young, yet he possessed a deadly skill and showed no hesitation to kill.

Niu Li was chillingly cold-blooded, youthful, and skilled—a truly fearsome combination.

"So, have you come to your senses? I detest violence, yet you refuse to comply," Niu Li said with a slight smile, turning his attention to Mr. Hu.

By then, Mr. Hu had completely lost his aggressive edge and eased himself back onto the sofa.

The severed strand of hair had left Scarface Lee profoundly shaken; despite his heightened alertness, he had sensed nothing. This silent, terrifying ability sent shivers down Mr. Hu's spine. Had Niu Li aimed for their throats, they would have been dead without a doubt.

"Now you look genuinely sincere. I'm about to show you why you're in such a sorry state," Niu Li said, his smile reflecting both satisfaction and a tinge of concern. Settling down, he pondered the risk he had taken. Had he not intimidated the mob bosses on his first try, a real fight could have broken out, and at best, he might have taken down just one of them. Such risks were too great; he resolved to be more cautious in the future.