Liang Tian walked up to the front of the car dealership, where someone had brought over a chair for him. He sat down grandly in front, with all the airs of a boss.

"Where's the manager? Come out, don't play tough, the Third Boss of the Three Killers Club is here."

Without needing Liang Tian to speak further, a junior leader from the group stepped forward, calling out to the people inside the car dealership.

If someone didn't come out now, it would truly be like refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit.

Ling Zhenfei had just discussed a strategy with Zhou Jian, who stood up from his seat and walked to the door.

"I can't believe it. The Third Boss actually came himself. That really gives us a lot of face."

"Less nonsense, Zhou Jian. Our boss has already given you a lot of face. You've been dragging your feet on this place for days. Our boss sees potential in you guys, wanted you to join us, but you, boy, refuse the toast only to drink the forfeit and even block our road to taking over the streets. Let me tell you, your few streets are all that's left unclaimed here."

Liang Tian didn't utter a word himself; he merely sat there sizing up Zhou Jian and possibly thinking something over. All the talk was handled by his subordinates.

"Then I really should thank the big boss. However, my brothers and I are used to living here; we don't want to blend with others. Please, Third Boss, give us a break, let us have these few streets in Binyang City so we can make a living."

"How audacious! Zhou Jian, I think you're really tired of living, daring to make suggestions to our boss. Don't you see your current state? Our boss has already given you ample time, which is a lot of face already. Today, our Third Boss came to offer you two paths—choose wisely."

"Please, elaborate."

"First, you submit to the Three Killers, we'll all drink together, eat together, and the Three Killers definitely won't let its brothers suffer. The second option is to wreck your shops and drive you out like a pack of stray dogs. You choose."

The people from Three Killers Club are indeed ruthless. They really didn't leave Zhou Jian and his men any way out—either step further in or get hit.

Upon hearing the demands from Three Killers, the people inside the room had already grabbed their weapons, ready to fight at a moment's notice. Even though they knew they were no match, they at least had to make a run for it.

The people from the Three Killers Club outside were also ready, all set to strike the moment their boss gave the order, not leaving any room to retreat, ready to flatten the car dealership.

"What if I choose neither option?" Zhou Jian asked Liang Tian in a low voice.

"What would you like to choose? Do tell."

Finally, Liang Tian spoke, his voice like a large bell, indicating that Ling Zhenfei could sense that Liang Tian's Inner Strength cultivation was solid, likely at the Mingmu Initial Stage. His physique also revealed exceptional External Kung Fu, seemingly a master of both internal and external arts.

"I would like the Three Killers Club to leave these few streets under our control."

"Impossible, you're dreaming. No one can make suggestions to the Three Killers Club. We own this whole area; I'm set on taking this part."

Liang Tian's attitude was very firm, reflecting the prevailing influence of the Three Killers Club. At this time, opposing them was utterly foolhardy.

"Boss, don't waste your words on him, let's take action."

"Yes, take action. Let's trash their shop."

"Take action!"

The members of the Three Killers Club were eager to start, already swinging their machetes. Vandalizing others' properties was too familiar a task for them; they could even foresee the destruction of Zhou Jian's car dealership resulting in total ruin.

"Third Boss, I'm sorry, it's not really my idea but our leader's."

The moment Zhou Jian spoke, Liang Tian was momentarily stunned: "What leader? Aren't you leaderless, just representing these guys? Don't think we don't know."

"Chief Liang has investigated us thoroughly, but what you don't know is that we were taken over by another leader shortly ago. As you see, we were drinking, celebrating joining the new sect."

"Stop pulling that stunt on me. Since you've joined a sect, it must have a name. What's the name of your sect?"

"I'm really sorry, our boss hasn't come up with a name yet." As soon as Zhou Jian finished speaking, the people from Three Killers Club burst out laughing. It was outrageous that members of a sect didn't even know their own sect's name.

Zhou Jian was stating a fact; this tactic was devised by Ling Zhenfei who told him to attribute everything to his unnamed sect should things get tough. Ling Zhenfei had mentioned this offhandedly, so Zhou Jian hadn't asked for the name of the sect, naturally leaving it unnamed now.

"No wonder you're so arrogant now, having backing. Hurry and call them out, whether it's a leader or a sect head, I'll definitely tear them apart,"

Liang Tian always felt Zhou Jian was deceiving him, which somewhat angered him.

"Boss Liang, such great momentum. I'd like to see how you intend to tear me apart."

A voice spoke up, loud enough to drown out the bustling noise of the Three Killers Club, drawing everyone's attention.

Ling Zhenfei walked out from inside, holding a chicken leg, his eating messy and greasy, looking every bit the part of an ordinary small-town citizen.

"Boy, did you say that?"

On seeing Ling Zhenfei, Liang Tian was a bit taken aback, not understanding what this person meant, his voice loud but his appearance fairly sloppy.

"Yes, it was me." Ling Zhenfei continued to eat as he spoke, his speech muffled by a large chunk of meat in his mouth.

Quickly, Zhou Jian introduced him to Liang Tian, "Third Boss, let me officially introduce you. The person before you is our leader."

Upon hearing this, the people of the Three Killers Club laughed again, rolling with mirth. They regarded it as a joke that this young man in his twenties could be their sect leader—it seemed like a gathering of bizarre, unemployed youths.

Liang Tian sized up Ling Zhenfei, laughing himself. From head to toe, Ling Zhenfei was dressed in casual clothes—not only far from looking like a sect leader, he didn't even match the formality of an insurance salesman.

"Young man, are you their sect leader?" Liang Tian was genuinely curious, eager to know what Zhou Jian was really up to.

"Yes, you are the leader of the Three Killers Club, right? Have you eaten yet? Why not come in and have something to eat? What's the point of all this fighting?"

Since everyone already considered him a fool, he might as well play the fool till the end.

"I'm asking you, since you're also a sect leader, what's the name of your sect?"

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