Special District 9 Chapter 164: Curbing Evil With Evil, Light Will Eventually Rise Over the Land

Songjiang’s rubbish dump.

Dajun kneeled on top of a car hood wearing nothing but a pair of briefs in this freezing cold weather. He couldn’t help but shudder uncontrollably from the frost.

Brother Xiao stood by the side of the car, munching on a loaf of bread as he said, “The two of you handle the next batch of goods. I don’t have time right now.”

“No prob!” a brawny man, who was reading an erotic novel inside the car using the interior light, replied.

Vroom!

Shla shla!

The sound of cars crushing on layers of snow sounded outside, and the headlights of these cars cast a blinding radiance across the rubbish dump.

“Heh, looks like your boss is here?” Brother Xiao smacked Dajun’s head.

Dajun immediately raised his head to look into the distance, heaving a sigh of relief.

The cars stopped outside the rubbish dump. Wu Yao, with bandages over his head and body, limped in with a gang of over twenty henchmen.

“Who the fuck dared to touch our Brother Dajun?”

“Release him right now!”

“…!”

These henchmen had knives and guns in their hands as they hollered imposingly.

Brother Xiao shot a glance at the group before him and replied with a chuckle, “I don’t need him. Give me the money, and you’re free to take him away with you.”

Wu Yao pushed the crowd aside and walked up to Brother Xiao on his own. “You’re asking me for money?”

“It’s not me who is asking you for money, it’s Dajun who is begging for your help,” Brother Xiao explained patiently. “Didn’t I tell you through the phone? If you don’t intend to interfere in this matter, I’ll be settling it with him privately.”

“Heh!” Wu Yao took off his leather gloves as he asked with a smile, “How much does he owe you?”

“He has delayed his payment for a few days, so I’m going to charge some interest on that. I’ll waive away the spare change and take 80,000 dollars,” Brother Xiao tossed away the plastic bag of the bread as he rubbed away the grease on his fingers on Dajun’s smooth body.

“I didn’t bring that much with me.” Wu Yao turned around, gestured to the two brand new cars behind him, and said, “I’ll give you those two cars to offset the debt instead. How does that sound?”

Hearing those words, Brother Xiao swiftly assessed the brands of the car and how new they were. Then, he nodded his head and said, “That’ll work. You can repay the 80,000 dollars with that.”

“Good. You can release my man now, right?” Wu Yao said.

“Release him,” Brother Xiao turned around and instructed.

The brawny man inside the car put down his erotic novel and walked out with a dagger in hand. He severed the ropes that bound Dajun with the knife, returning his freedom.

Brother Xiao spat a mouthful of saliva before he turned to Wu Yao and said, “Write a debt note and pass the car keys to me, and I’ll let you take him away with you.

“Sure, that isn’t an issue at all,” Wu Yao waved his hand leisurely, not paying any heed at all. However, his eyes remained fixated on Brother Xiao. “However, there’s still a debt between the both of us that we haven’t settled yet.”

“What is it?” Brother Xiao asked.

“I’ve repaid the money he owes you, but you beat up my man like a dog, stripped his clothes off, and used him to decorate your car hood. How should we settle this?” Wu Yao asked with a cold smile. “Don’t you think that it’s only right for you to compensate me?”

Brother Xiao was stunned for a moment. He narrowed his eyes and asked, “What compensation do you propose then?”

“200,000,” Wu Yao replied calmly as he raised two fingers.

Brother Xiao habitually fiddled with his ponytail as he replied with a curl on his lips, “Don’t you think that you’re asking for a bit too much?”

Wu Yao stood forward and struck Brother Xiao’s face with his right hand, saying, “Are you going to pay up or not? If you aren’t going to, I’ll have my men strip you bare and have you run a lap around Songjiang’s North Station.”

“You’re taking advantage of me because I’m an outsider?” Brother Xiao licked his lips as he asked.

Pah pah pah!

“That’s right. What about it?” Wu Yao said as he struck Brother Xiao’s face another three times.

Brother Xiao’s face struck sideways by Wu Yao, and he gazed at Wu Yao coldly from the side of his eyes.

The two brothers that had come here together with Brother Xiao began to walk forward from both the left and the right.

Wu Yao shot a glance at the two brothers before he turned his eyes back to Brother Xiao and asked once more, “200,000. Are you going to pay up or not?”

Brother Xiao stretched his neck a little, not bothering to reply to Wu Yao at all.

“A bunch of little fixers who came from the outside and doesn’t know the rules here dares to mess around with me? Don’t you know that this is my territory? You must really look down on me to dare release your goods on my territory without even giving a heads up!” Wu Yao said as he jabbed his finger into Brother Xiao’s chest. “Do you know who I am?”

Brother Xiao remained silent.

“Do you even know who I am to dare ask me for money?!” Wu Yao threw the gloves he was holding in his left hand onto Brother Xiao’s face. “I’ll give you three days. Raise 200,000…”

Shoosh!

Brother Xiao took a step back, whipped out a chillingly sharp dagger from his goatskin windbreaker, and swiped it horizontally ahead of him.

Puchi!

The knife sliced into Wu Yao’s neck, causing blood to spurt all over the place.

Brother Xiao didn’t just stop there. He decisively retracted his knife first before thrusting it forth into Wu Yao once more.

Puchi!

The dagger sunk plunged right into Wu Yao’s neck, sinking into an area that was strikingly similar to where Tong Fusheng was stabbed four months ago.

In just a short split second, Brother Xiao had already inflicted two possibly fatal blows on Wu Yao. The latter staggered backward with eyes filled with shock. His hands instinctively shot up to grasp his neck as his knees collapsed weakly to the floor.

Puchi!

Puchi!

“…!”

Brother Xiao bent down and continued stabbing his dagger into Wu Yao’s neck again and again with an expressionless look on his face. At this point, Wu Yao had already lost the ability to fight back, so he could only watch helplessly as the dagger continued to plunge into his neck time and time again.

Behind Wu Yao, the twenty henchmen that he had brought with him finally snapped out of their shock. Their first reaction was to retreat, and following that, they hurriedly lifted their weapons in a fluster to retaliate.

Padah!

Of the two brothers standing behind Brother Xiao, one of them took out a military grenade from his pocket, pulled out the safety pin without any hesitation, and ordered imposingly, “Stand right there and don’t make a move!”

With the threat of a grenade that could possibly be thrown at them at any moment, the twenty henchmen quickly halted their movements. They instinctively turned their gazes back to Wu Yao on the ground.

Brother Xiao continued stabbing Wu Yao’s neck for at least thirty times before he finally stopped. He grabbed Wu Yao’s pants and used it to wipe the blade of his knife.

“Uwehh… Uweh…!”

Wu Yao clutched his neck as crimson blood flowed through his fingers. His eyes were widened red, and he was frantically trying to breathe with his mouth but to no avail.

Brother Xiao calmly squatted down and looked at Wu Yao straight in his face for a few seconds.

Wu Yao was still conscious at this point. Faced with Brother Xiao right before him, he instinctively leaned back out of fear that the latter could continue to stab him.

“Heh.”

Brother Xiao sneered derisively. He wiped off the blood that had splattered on his face as he calmly leaned toward Wu Yao’s ear and asked, “So, who the hell are you? Aren’t you going to tell me?”

Wu Yao glared at Brother Xiao with completely widened eyes before he collapsed to the ground with a loud plonk. His body convulsed for a few moments before finally falling still.

The fresh blood was flowed out from Wu Yao’s neck melted the snow down, forming a puddle of crimson water around him.

Brother Xiao stood back up and patted Dajun’s face, saying, “Go back and continue raising my money. I’ll be looking for you again very soon.”

After saying his piece, Brother Xiao got back onto his car together with his two brothers and drove off, leaving the twenty henchmen standing there utterly petrified.

“T-this is bad. Things have really blown up!” Dajun trembled in fear as he stared at the dead Wu Yao on the ground.

…

The Bambi Entertainment City murder case had been dragged out from four whole months before Qin Yu and his group took on the case and investigated it for a week. During this week, they practically barely slept at all, but their hard work paid off. They managed to collate sufficient evidence to indict Wu Yao, winning them the support of Superintendent Li and Vice Superintendent Dong for this matter. Despite that, their plan still eventually fell through.

It was then that a demon who was even more savage and had completely no regard for Wu Wensheng suddenly descended upon the world.

Rules and evidence meant nothing to him at all. All he knew was to curb violence with violence. It took him only twenty seconds to put Wu Yao, whom so many people stood helpless in the face of, to rest for good.