Urban Supreme Evil Young Master

At this moment, after understanding Lu Yu's intentions, Yunting instantly figured out what he needed to do. Being able to sit in the leader's chair of the Celestial Wolf Association meant he obviously had some skills. Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, he quickly spoke up: "Young Master Lu, I understand, I understand, the losses of the bar today will all be on me!"

Right now, Yunting was utterly terrified of Lu Yu. He looked at Lu Yu in front of him and quickly spoke, his words full of a flattering tone.

"Is it really as simple as just compensating my friend's bar?" Looking at Yunting before him, Lu Yu spoke: "Yunting, although you acted against me twice under Li Shengtao's employment, that doesn't mean you have no part in this at all, understand?"

"Understand, understand..."

Hearing Lu Yu's words, he quickly nodded, and the previous aura of a black society leader was nowhere to be seen; he appeared more like a little brother bowing and nodding!

Seeing Yunting's demeanor, Lu Yu shook his head and said, "Listen carefully, I will give you one night to consider how to handle this. I'll be waiting for you at the entrance of the Victory Group at 9 am tomorrow. If you can't come up with a reasonable solution by then, don't blame me for being ruthless. Got it?"

In Lu Yu's eyes, Yunting was just a head of a hoodlum force who took money to solve problems. Killing him would be easy, but doing so wouldn't be very beneficial to Lu Yu.

The Celestial Wolf Association, led by Yunting, had deep and expansive roots in LA City, with considerable power and complex connections—a real local tyrant.

Although it would be quite easy for Lu Yu to eliminate Yunting, it would take time to dismantle his force. Besides, Yunting had been operating in LA City for many years and understood matters that couldn't be laid out openly, which could potentially be of great help to Lu Yu in uncovering the truth later.

Therefore, Lu Yu decided to give Yunting an opportunity. It was this consideration that led Lu Yu to give him a night to think about the outcome of this matter!

But this was merely a chance. If Yunting still stubbornly wanted revenge after leaving this time, Lu Yu wouldn't mind spending some time to make this so-called Celestial Wolf Association disappear entirely!

Hearing Lu Yu's words, Yunting quickly nodded and said, "Rest assured, Young Master Lu, I will definitely be there at nine tomorrow!"

"In that case, take your men and get out of here!"

At this moment, hearing Yunting's words, Lu Yu spoke coldly, his words filled with a grim tone.

"Thank you, Young Master Lu, thank you, Young Master Lu"

Upon hearing this sentence from Lu Yu, Yunting felt as if he had been granted a great reprieve. He hurriedly expressed his gratitude to Lu Yu and then turned to the ten or so men behind him, who were holding machetes: "What are you still standing there for? Take the injured brothers and leave, don't stand here disturbing Young Master Lu!"

Upon hearing Yunting's words, the ten or so men exchanged glances and then carried their companions off the ground, following Yunting out of the bar.

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As soon as they got outside the bar, the smile that had been plastered on Yunting's face vanished as his legs suddenly went weak, causing him to collapse on the ground, breathing heavily and appearing extremely tense and flustered.

In theory, such a flustered emotion shouldn't appear on this LA City gang leader, but Yunting was drenched in cold sweat, looking utterly embarrassed.

"Boss, we brought twenty-eight brothers this time, and that kid injured twelve of them, but each wound was delivered precisely, only incapacitating them without inflicting fatal injuries,"

At this moment, a man came up to Yunting and reported.

Hearing this remark, Yunting did not respond. His entire body trembled slightly, and cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead. The intense fear he had felt earlier made him still feel terrified just thinking about it now.

Two slashes incapacitated twelve men, and the precision showed what? This meant that if Lu Yu had wanted, he could have killed those twelve people right then!

Too powerful, such terrifying strength was something he couldn't possibly offend!

"Boss, aren't we taking a huge loss this time?" The underling felt a dry sensation in his throat: "Why don't we gather a few hundred brothers tomorrow and give that kid a hard time!?"

"Screw that stupid idea!"

Upon hearing the man's words, Yunting's heart jolted, and he immediately slapped the man across the face: "With that kind of skill, having more people won't make a difference! If he wanted to earlier, do you think we could've made it out alive? Taking him on? You're out of your damn mind!"

"Then boss, should we call the police?" Another man, seeing the first getting scolded, suggested: "Report him, get that kid arrested!"

"Report your damn police!"

Hearing this, Yunting became furious as well, pointing at the man's nose and said: "Are you brain-damaged? We're a gang, who do you think the police will arrest? Want them to arrest you?"

"Let me tell you, those bureau chiefs who seem to have good relations with us, frequently visiting our places, in front of that kid, they are nothing!"

Yunting said hysterically, the heaviness clear in his tone.

With one strike, he took down twelve men; the precision of those wounds made it impossible for him to be an average joe. Besides, even if reporting him were effective, could the police even catch Lu Yu?

If Lu Yu came after them, with such amazing skills, they wouldn't even realize how they died!

"Then boss, are we just going to swallow this down?" A man asked at this moment.

"I don't want to either, but if not, do you have any other solution?" Yunting shook his head helplessly and said: "I'm telling you, if this whole thing wasn't stirred up by those bastards Li Shengtao and Wang Zhetao, we would all be done for. If that big shot inside wanted to act, we wouldn't have any means of resisting!"

Once these words were uttered, everyone present fell silent. They had all seen Lu Yu's terrifying skills—taking down twelve men with two strikes, without even breaking a sweat—such prowess was truly intimidating!

"Boss, what should we do?" After a long silence, these men looked at Yunting and asked.

"What else can we do?" Yunting shook his head helplessly, saying in a dejected tone: "For me, and for everyone in the Celestial Wolf Association, tomorrow those who are injured should rest, and those who are not injured should clean up. At 9 in the morning tomorrow, we'll go to the Victory Group to apologize!"