Urban Martial Saint

Chapter 1734 - 1734: Cooperation Guarantee

Ye Qing grabbed Nine-Fingers Wu Yong and pulled him in front of himself, using him as a shield. This way, even if the snipers around wanted to shoot, they'd have to think twice.The power of a sniper rifle is terrifying, capable of piercing through both Ye Qing and Nine-Fingers Wu Yong. In other words, if the snipers wanted to kill Ye Qing, Nine-Fingers Wu Yong would have to die with him. So at this moment, Ye Qing did not run anymore. He held Nine-Fingers Wu Yong's acupuncture points with one hand, gripping his neck with the other, and said coldly, "Have your men come out for me!"

Nine-Fingers Wu Yong, controlled by Ye Qing, turned extremely pale. He gritted his teeth and was about to speak when the car in the courtyard suddenly rushed over, drifting to a stop below the steps.

"Young Ye, get in the car!" Handsome Fatty Wang kicked the car door open and shouted loudly at Ye Qing.

It was only then Ye Qing remembered he had told Handsome Fatty Wang earlier that if shots were fired, he should drive away immediately. Unexpectedly, this guy was so slow to react, only starting the car now, and instead of leaving, he came to pick him up. He had to admit, Handsome Fatty Wang was quite loyal!

"No need to get in the car." Ye Qing waved at Handsome Fatty Wang, saying, "It's fine, we don't need to leave."

"Huh?" Handsome Fatty Wang was stunned and said, "Didn't you say earlier to drive away as soon as shots are fired?"

Ye Qing originally thought that there would be top-level masters in the manor. If he encountered one, even with his strength, he would have to struggle for several rounds to win. In this case, controlling Nine-Fingers Wu Yong wouldn't be so easy. So, he told Handsome Fatty Wang to drive away immediately when shots were fired, planning to control the situation himself, then have Handsome Fatty Wang come in. He never expected to control Nine-Fingers Wu Yong so easily, which indeed was beyond his expectations.

"No need to run." Ye Qing tightened his grip on Nine-Fingers Wu Yong's neck, saying coldly, "Tell them to come out and put down the guns, do I need to teach you?"

Nine-Fingers Wu Yong sighed and said in a deep voice, "You all come out and put down your guns."

Nine-Fingers Wu Yong's words were effective. Soon, more than a dozen people came out from around the manor, a few with sniper rifles on their backs, just the snipers who were ambushed earlier. After they came out, they also threw away their guns, but all of them were still looking fiercely at Ye Qing.

Ye Qing didn't pay any attention to them, smiling faintly at Nine-Fingers Wu Yong, saying, "Mr. Wu, can we have a proper talk now?"

Nine-Fingers Wu Yong's expression was as if he had eaten a fly, feeling extremely uncomfortable. This was his territory, with so many of his subordinates and snipers present. Moreover, he had been so cautious, yet Ye Qing still managed to capture him. This time, he was truly embarrassed beyond measure.

"What do you want to talk about?" Nine-Fingers Wu Yong asked in a deep voice.

Ye Qing smiled faintly, saying, "Mr. Wu, we came from far away, and we are your guests, after all. Is this how you entertain us?"

Nine-Fingers Wu Yong gritted his teeth fiercely. Although angry in his heart, he still had to lead Ye Qing and the others into the hall. Those subordinates outside followed, but Ye Qing was always standing by Nine-Fingers Wu Yong's side, so they didn't dare to act rashly. After all, they had witnessed Nine-Fingers Wu Yong's strength just now. If they couldn't kill Ye Qing, then Nine-Fingers Wu Yong would surely die.

Entering the hall, Ye Qing wasn't polite at all, swaggering over to the sofa and sitting down. Handsome Fatty Wang followed, dragging Nine-Fingers Wu Yong along, sitting closely beside Ye Qing.

"Damn it, you old bastard, I kindly came to you to make money together, but you wanted to take my life!" Handsome Fatty Wang sat down and began to berate Nine-Fingers Wu Yong, whose face turned from blue to red with anger, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Mr. Wu, I am very fair in my dealings." Ye Qing sat on the edge of the sofa, saying, "Even though I am not in your line of work and don't understand your rules, if you help me, I won't shortchange you. Name a price, and I won't bargain!"

This time, Ye Qing came to find the Secret Technique left by Patriarch Bodhidharma to deal with the Corpse Ghost Dragon when he returned. This matter is very important and not something that money can weigh.

Nine-Fingers Wu Yong frowned, looking at Ye Qing, then at Handsome Fatty Wang, and said in a deep voice, "Ye Qing, are you sure you just want me to help you with tomb-robbing?"

"Mr. Wu seems to have some misunderstanding about me. I, Ye Qing, am not an unreasonable person. Mr. Wu and I have no grudges, so why would I come to trouble you?" Ye Qing smiled.

Upon hearing this, Nine-Fingers Wu Yong's frown slightly relaxed, saying, "You should have said so earlier. I thought you wanted to destroy my side here."

"I wanted to say it, but did you give me the chance?" Ye Qing smiled, asking in return.

"Ah, it's just that I was too scared." Nine-Fingers Wu Yong sighed, "The South Ridge Sect, such a large gang, was destroyed by you. My small power is nothing in comparison. So when I heard you were coming, I was calculating what to do. I didn't expect you were really here to ask me for help with tomb-robbing. This is simple, tomb-robbing is my forte. Just tell me, which tomb do you want to rob?"

Ye Qing himself didn't know much about this, so he had Handsome Fatty Wang explain it to Nine-Fingers Wu Yong. After listening to Handsome Fatty Wang's introduction, Nine-Fingers Wu Yong's frown clearly tightened again. After a long silence, he slowly nodded and said, "From what you've said, this tomb is not simple, it's not going to be easy to enter."

"If it were easy to get in, why would we need you?" Handsome Fatty Wang shouted, "Come on, no more nonsense, just give me a straight answer, can we get in or not?"

Nine-Fingers Wu Yong scratched his head. Ye Qing was sitting next to him; even if they couldn't get in, he'd still have to bite the bullet and go in.

Nine-Fingers Wu Yong said, "We can get in, but we need to prepare more, and the tools have to be ready. Besides, I estimate we'll lose a few people this time."

"As long as we can get in." Handsome Fatty Wang immediately said, "Going into tombs, we risk our lives for a living; haven't people died in all the tombs you've entered?"

"That's true." Nine-Fingers Wu Yong nodded and looked at Ye Qing, "Since that's the case, it's decided. You two rest here first, I'll arrange the personnel and tools. If all goes well, we can set off tomorrow afternoon. The location you mentioned isn't far; if we leave tomorrow afternoon, we can arrive by evening."

Nine-Fingers Wu Yong said this and stood up directly to leave.

"Mr. Wu, please wait a moment." Ye Qing stopped him with a slight smile and said, "I apologize for what happened earlier."

"Ah, you're overthinking it." Nine-Fingers Wu Yong quickly said, "I was also at fault earlier, let's just let it go, no need to mention it."

"It's great if we can let it go, but this is Mr. Wu's territory, and there are more than a dozen guns pointed out there..." Ye Qing gently shook his head and said, "Mr. Wu, sitting here, we're under a lot of pressure."

Nine-Fingers Wu Yong furrowed his brow tightly and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Ye, what do you mean by this? Do you not trust me?"

Ye Qing said, "Of course, I trust Mr. Wu, but to ensure pleasant cooperation, I think we should have some form of assurance."

"What kind of assurance?" Nine-Fingers Wu Yong asked curiously.

Ye Qing casually took a pill out of his pocket and said, "This pill was given to me by King Yan Ning Qianshu. Mr. Wu, with your vast knowledge, you must have heard of Ning Qianshu."

Nine-Fingers Wu Yong's face changed dramatically. He had indeed heard of Ning Qianshu and knew that this pill was definitely not something good.

Ye Qing said, "If Mr. Wu is willing to take this pill, then the two of us will have some peace of mind, and our cooperation will be enjoyable."

"You... you..." Nine-Fingers Wu Yong stared at Ye Qing, flustered, "You want me to take poison? Ye Qing, is this how you treat your partners?"

"Mr. Wu misunderstands, this isn't poison, it's a tonic." Ye Qing said, "This pill is something most people can't get even if they want it. Taking this pill will quickly heal any hidden ailments you have, as it's a unique secret medicine from King Yan Ning Qianshu. Since we are partners, how could I shortchange you?"

Ye Qing paused and smiled, "Of course, this pill needs to be taken with another pill to have that effect. If you take this pill and don't take the second one within ten days, you'll die painfully. But if you take the second pill, it's an absolute tonic, very beneficial for your health. Since Mr. Wu is my partner, as long as you don't betray us, the second pill will definitely be yours. Mr. Wu, if you have a clear conscience, there's no issue in taking this one, right?"

Nine-Fingers Wu Yong looked at the pill, then at Ye Qing, with an extremely troubled expression. He knew that if he didn't take this pill, he'd never leave the room. But if he did, he'd be completely under Ye Qing's control. After all, a poison created by King Yan Ning Qianshu couldn't be cured without Ning's unique antidote.

"Mr. Wu, are you going to take it or not?" Ye Qing asked with a slight smile.

After a long silence, Nine-Fingers Wu Yong gritted his teeth, took the pill, and put it in his mouth. He initially planned to hold it in his mouth and spit it out later when he left. However, the pill dissolved as soon as it entered his mouth, turning into liquid that flowed into his stomach, catching him off guard.

"Good, decisive!" Ye Qing laughed loudly and said, "Mr. Wu, I hope we have pleasant cooperation!"

Nine-Fingers Wu Yong's face was extremely gloomy. He nodded sullenly and walked straight out without saying another word.

As Nine-Fingers Wu Yong walked away, Handsome Fatty Wang immediately said, "That old rogue, if we didn't use poison to control him, he'd definitely pull some tricks!"

Ye Qing sat on the sofa, shook his head slowly, and said softly, "You're wrong. Even if he takes the pill, we can't fully trust him!"