Chapter 855 How Can You Run the City if You Can''t Take Car...
Wu Wei-Tao instantlyughed when he heard what Ye Fan said, "Answer to you? Are you fit? You are
just an inexperienced youngster. Lei San and the others bow to you because you are a good fighter,
but don''t presume you are truly the King of Jiangdong. To put it bluntly, you''re just a thug. How different
are you from a hooligan? If I wanted to, I have the power to take you down any minute. If you know
how to behave, I don''t mind letting you keep some dignity. It''s too bad that you refuse to take my advice
and insist on acting recklessly. Then you can''t me me for disregarding our ties!"
Wu Wei-Tao''s eyes were filled with iciness as he spoke furiously.
Wu Wei-Tao was keenly aware that Mo Shan-Shan was at fault.
But so what?
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Right or wrong meant nothing in this world. The only thing people cared about was their own gain.
In Wu Wei-Tao''s eyes, Ye Fan was just a youngster who came from a poor family and rose to fame and
fortune by fighting.
Although he was the King of Jiangdong, he was a thug in reality.
And he had no history or background.
But what about Mo Shan-Shan?
She was from an influential family. Her family was so well-connected that they even helped Wu Wei-
Tao with his career before.
Even a fool would know whose side to take!
Wu Wei-Tao chose to offend Ye Fan, so that he could answer to the Mo family.
But just as Wu Wei-Tao spoke angrily, he realized that Ye Fan had clenched his fists tightly again.
Wu Wei-Tao looked at him with contempt and shook his head as he smiled and said, "What? Are you
trying to resist or hit me? Mr Chu, I suggest you perish the thought if you value your life. I know you are
good at fighting but are your fists tougher than bullets? No matter how strong you are, can you beat
bullets? We''re living in modern times, so the days of monarchy and violence are over. You might be
proud of your martial arts, but it''s worthless to me."
His eyes were filled with confidence and ridicule when he spoke coldly.
Wu Wei-Tao sounded as though Ye Fan was already at his mercy.
Instead, Ye Fan shook his head as he listened.
"You are just an ant and a frog in the well. You don''t know how mighty martial arts are because you
aren''t in our circles. Truly strong martial artists can do the impossible. They can handle cannons,
missiles and even hack a navy vessel apart, so even the president and armymanders treat them
with respect. Do you think technology is better? The people who truly stand at the pinnacle in the world
are martial artists. Since time immemorial, nothing has changed. Only you have
be ignorant."
Ye Fan''s indifferent voice swept through the room like a storm.
But he wasn''t lying.
The God of War, Ye Qing-Tian and the King of Fighters, Mo Gu-Cheng were martial artists who stood at
the pinnacle of power.
Even the president of China treated them with respect.
They were the six pirs of the country who defended the nation for them!
To people like Ye Qing-Tian, cannons and missiles were already useless.
The only thing that could hurt them was probably nuclear bombs.
Decades ago, a supreme grandmaster butchered an entire city filled with hundreds and thousands of
people to seek vengeance for his deceased wife.
Their government leader was so angry that they sent the army to stop him.
In the end, all of them were ughtered by the supreme grandmaster.
He singlehandedly made the country submit to him. The country''s leaders apologized and sued for
peace and even offered the murderer up on a tter.
Through the incident, the prowess of a supreme grandmaster shocked the world.
However, Wu Wei-Tao knew nothing about his.
He merely thought Ye Fan was spouting nonsense.
So Wu Wei-Tao scoffed when he heard what Ye Fan said.
"Really? In that case, why don''t we give it try? Let''s see if your fists are harder than my bullets?"
Wu Wei-Tao gave the order for his men to load the bullets. Just as the men were getting ready to
shoot, the entrance
suddenly opened.
Dozens of bodyguards swarmed in.
They stood on both sides of the entrance.
They looked like courtiers who were respectfully waiting for their king to arrive.
A raging wind surged outside Shanshui Hall.
In the cold wind, an energetic and strong older man with an imposing and proud aura walked down the
steps with his entourage before he quietly appeared before them.
"That''s...that''s..."
"Who''s here?"
Everyone was caught by surprise when they saw the grand entrance.
Wu Wei-Tao stammered loudly, "Mr...Mr Mo?"
What?
"Mr Mo?"
"Is that the head of the Mo family, Mo Wu-Ji?"
Everyone got excited when they heard his arrival.
Wu Wei-Tao disregarded Ye Fan and hurriedly led people over to wee the man reverently, "Haha!
Mr Mo, you''re finally here. Dinner is ready, and we are just waiting for you to start."
Wu Wei-Tao just keptughing ingratiatingly.
The old man in a suit nodded. "Thanks, Wei-Tao. Long time no see. Now you can run an entire city on
your own. I''m d all the effort I put into grooming you paid off. Oh yes. Where''s Shanshan? Get her to
"Er..." said Wu Wei-Tao. Then the corner of his eye twitched, and he instantly looked worried.
"What happened? Did something go wrong?" Mo Wu-Ji frowned.
"Un-Uncle Wu-Ji, save...save me... Uncle Wu-Ji, h-h-h-help me seek revenge..."
Ye Fan had kicked Mo Shan-Shan until she passed out earlier, but she had regained consciousness
without anyone noticing.
Mo Shan-Shan struggled to raise her hand and continued to murmur when she thought she saw Mo
Wu-Jiing.
"What? Shanshan, what happened? Who beat you up?" asked Mo Wu-Ji in shock as he ran over to
check Mo Shan-Shan''s injuries.
Fury swelled in Mo Wu-Ji''s heart when he saw Mo Shan-Shan breathing so weakly, but he put on a
calm fagade.
He turned his head and red coldly at Wu Wei-Tao. "Humph! Wu Wei-Tao, I must have made a
mistake. If you can''t even take care of your personal matters, how can you expect to run the city? If you
can''t even protect one woman, how can you protect the citizens?"
"I..." Wu Wei-Tao was so petrified that his face instantly went pale.
Wu Wei-Tao exined anxiously, "Mr Mo, I''m sorry. I was careless. I have already apprehended the
thug. I promise to punish him severely and answer to Miss Mo!”