Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 356: 275. Life and Death Rescue (Request for Minimum Monthly Ticket Guarantee)_3

Hu Xiaoniu exchanged a glance with Zhang Tianzhen and said calmly to the guards outside, “Take him down from the operating table; we are taking this person with us.”

The brawny man in the operating room furrowed his brows, “Do the three of you know where you are? You think you can just rescue whoever you want? Who do you think you are?”

On the operating table, Zhang Chengze, with tears streaming down his face, became frantic when he saw the guards weren’t budging, “Xiao Niu, Tianzhen, save me quick! If you don’t save me now, I’m going to die here!”

The next moment, the lanky Chang Ping, stroking his bushy mustache, hurried over, “Oh my, I didn’t know the bosses of Heng Society were here, my apologies for not greeting you from afar…”

Zhang Chengze was stunned.

“Let’s skip the nonsense, I’m taking this person now; we still have things to question him about,” Hu Xiaoniu said evenly, “You’re ‘Man Butcher Chang Ping,’ right? You’ve got guts to intercept someone wanted by Heng Society.”

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Chang Ping hastily offered a flattering smile, the cold demeanor of the ‘Man Butcher’ gone, “Look at what you’re saying. The man was sold to me by Su Xingzhi; I didn’t know he was wanted by you guys when I bought him. If you have any issues, you should take it up with Su Xingzhi.”

As he spoke, Chang Ping gestured to the brawny men inside the room, “Quick, quick, quick, take the man on the bed down for the bosses of Heng Society.”

When the brawny men heard the words ‘Heng Society,’ they were already in a fluster.

The annihilation of the major gangs just a few days ago was still fresh in their minds—now, who would dare to cross Heng Society?

Zhang Chengze observed all this; those fierce and vicious men, upon encountering Liu Dezhu, Zhang Tianzhen, and Hu Xiaoniu, melted away like ice under the blazing sun.

The infamous ‘Man Butcher’ Chang Ping, like a lowly ant, bowed his head before Heng Society.

And he, Zhang Chengze, felt as though he had been brought back from the fiery depths of Purgatory to the warmth of the living world.

Such an extreme sensory experience came so suddenly that it even filled him with a sense of happiness.

It turns out the underworld of the 18th city truly is ruled by Heng Society!

It turns out, Hu Xiaoniu and Liu Dezhu really do hold such high positions.

Zhang Chengze climbed off the operating table, but his legs were weak.

Liu Dezhu entered the operating room and, grabbing the collar of his shirt with one hand, began to walk him out, saying to Chang Ping before leaving, “You better give Heng Society an explanation for this.”

Having said that, the three men strode away.

Not until they left the building, which resembled a ghost house, did Liu Dezhu allow himself a slight sigh of relief.

However, this relieved expression could not be seen by Zhang Chengze; the act had to be kept up until the very end.

The boss had called to say they only needed to fetch the person and not be afraid; they had already paved the way.

In fact, the moment Zhang Chengze began to admire their social status, Liu Dezhu and the others were also developing an admiration for Qing Chen, almost feeling as if they could level the 18th city…

The future in daylight was certain to be bright!

Liu Dezhu, Hu Xiaoniu, and Zhang Tianzhen were filled with boundless confidence.

Now, how many organizations in the Outer World with Time Travelers could achieve this level? They had only been here for just over a month!

As the cold wind blew, Zhang Chengze, carried by Liu Dezhu, had sobered up quite a bit, “Thank you all. Without you, I’m afraid I might have been out of luck today…”

Liu Dezhu, who wasn’t particularly close to Zhang Chengze, simply snorted, “You should be thankful. You were choosy before you came, thinking we had too many rules. Now you understand what matters, don’t you? Not just anyone who comes to the Inner World becomes the protagonist. Someone like you is more suited to be cannon fodder.”

Liu Dezhu thought back to his own experiences with the boss, and empathized greatly…

“Uncle Zhang, we owe it to our boss for remembering you today, otherwise we wouldn’t have rescued you in the dead of night,” Hu Xiaoniu remarked emotionally, “Although Liu Dezhu’s words are unpleasant, I hope you take them to heart. Countless Time Travelers have died already; we need to be cautious.”

Liu Dezhu and Hu Xiaoniu, one playing the bad guy and the other the good guy, was the strategy devised by Zhang Tianzhen, all aimed at breaking through Zhang Chengze’s defenses and making him feel indebted.

And himself? He didn’t say a word half the day.

Zhang Chengze said, “I really can’t thank you enough. After this ordeal, how should I repay you?!”

Liu Dezhu sneered, “We’ll talk about repayment later.”

“Where are we going now?” Hu Xiaoniu asked.

“To the bathhouse,” Liu Dezhu said with a look of disdain, “This guy reeks. If we take him home, our house will stink.”

Half an hour later, in the Bihai Yuntian Bathhouse of District Eight, the four men wrapped their lower halves in snow-white towels and sat in the steaming water.

The bathhouse had become the favored place for gangs to talk shop because everyone was exposed, unable to hide any listening or surveillance devices.

Words there would leave no evidence behind.

After shaving his beard and washing away the filth from his body, Zhang Chengze felt rejuvenated.

However, the terror of those harrowing four hours that night would probably haunt him for a long time.

Zhang Chengze looked at the other three in the pool and said with gratitude, “I’m truly sorry, I believed rumors from others and refused to cooperate with you before… To think I even complained you were too controlling. Now I just want to slap myself; I was wrong this time.”

Liu Dezhu scoffed, “Realizing your mistake now is a bit late.”

Hu Xiaoniu said to Liu Dezhu, “Brother Liu, the main thing is Uncle Zhang really didn’t know how dangerous the Inner World is. Many Time Travelers have overly glorified the Inner World.”

The two of them began the routine again, one playing the villain and the other the saint.

“Right, right,” Zhang Chengze said, “I promise, our future cooperation will not be affected by external interference ever again!”

“Future cooperation? There won’t be any future cooperation,” Liu Dezhu said with a cold laugh, “The boss saved you this time out of kindness; he doesn’t plan to continue working with someone as fickle as you, in case it causes trouble and burdens our organization.”

Zhang Chengze was taken aback inwardly, “I can’t do without your protection, I will die without it!”

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