Chapter 1007 — Earning Recognition
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So the underground pit never lacked fighters, nor spectators. So long as the police never set their sights on it, it was a business that raked in gold daily — and a business that cost him nothing at all! And of course, An Liwen's greatest talent had always been for businesses that cost him nothing.
"Young Master Wen, apart from one ruined retina, all of Purple Wolf's organs are intact! As for Black Bear, only his two retinas and his left kidney are good; everything else is finished!" Little Mule came running back after a while to report to An Liwen.
"Mm... Black Bear's dead, then?" An Liwen asked, nodding.
"Not quite dead yet, but he's already been wheeled onto the operating table," Little Mule said.
"Good, so there's still something useful in him. Mm, these should be worth a few hundred thousand." An Liwen nodded in satisfaction. "Tomorrow, you and Master Li go out on the streets again and talk more people into coming here to fight for me. I'm off to enjoy some women."
"Yes, sir. Take care, Young Master Wen!" Little Mule nodded hurriedly and saw him off.
An Liwen had made no small amount of money these past few days. Wei Zhao's sudden recovery of his strength had left him thoroughly displeased — he had failed to seize the moment and marry Gu Mengyao while she was at her weakest, and it weighed on him. But until Master Li came out openly in support of him, he did not dare to stand against Wei Zhao. Fortunately, he had been making money: he had booked several virgins at the Starlight Splendor Hotel and went with Su Taizao every day to enjoy them, which went some way toward making up for his discontent.
Only, in An Liwen's eyes, pure as these virgins might be, they were nothing beside Gu Mengyao. His dream was still to have Gu Mengyao beneath him! Hmph — Gu Mengyao, you will never escape the palm of my hand. Once I have built up a place for myself in the Fire Wolf Gang and have a host of skilled hands to command, what is Wei Zhao but a hair on a head?
Though An Liwen was only the lowliest money-making front man of the Fire Wolf Gang, he had still learned a thing or two about the gang from his father. The Fire Wolf Gang was a top-tier great gang, full of skilled hands, more formidable than even the hidden aristocratic families. An Liwen had even heard that behind the Fire Wolf Gang stood a power of the most terrifying order. He did not know exactly what it was, but since it surpassed the hidden families, it must surely be something extraordinary.
Master Li was the skilled hand the Fire Wolf Gang had sent to An Liwen. Possessed of the outer strength of a mid-stage Mystic Rank, he was a fighter of no small renown — seldom seen in the mundane world, and to be found only within certain families.
For the time being, however, there was no place for Master Li to take the stage; after all, he had been sent to hold down the arena and overawe the crowd, to be thrown in only against opponents who truly could not be handled. Ordinarily, Master Li, like An Liwen, spent every day eating, drinking, and amusing himself.
But having such a skilled hand at his side — even if he never needed to use him, even if the man did nothing day after day but eat, drink, and play — pleased An Liwen greatly. After all, a man like that was a real asset; with such a fighter beside him, his sense of security grew considerably stronger.