Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 935: Raise the Betting Stakes

Zhang Dacheng was a soldier, an excellent one at that. Faced with Fang Shichao’s challenge, he was deeply irritated—it was nothing less than an insult to soldiers like them.

But as a soldier, he had to prioritize the mission. He couldn’t make rash decisions because if they truly failed, the consequences would be unbearable.

He repeated Fang Shichao’s exact words to Gao Mantang, who nearly smashed his phone upon hearing them.

"Wait for me. I’ll be there immediately," Gao Mantang said before abruptly hanging up the phone.

The challenge to have a face-off with soldiers was outright absurd. This was no longer a simple matter of apprehending Huang Yi. Now, it had escalated into a showdown between the police and the army.

Gao Mantang had spent his entire life in the military, holding deep feelings for it. If it weren’t for his grandson having zero interest in military life, he would never have allowed Gao Zhitao to join the public security system.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Dacheng returned and looked at Kong Shenghui, saying, "General Gao is on his way. You should wait for him."

Kong Shenghui’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing that Gao Mantang was coming. The situation was becoming more and more complicated.

If Gao Mantang showed up, then Huang Yi would definitely be out of luck. Even if the police won the competition, Gao Mantang wouldn’t spare him.

Upon hearing that his grandfather was coming, Gao Zhitao glanced at Xiang Yu and said, "How about we leave first?"

He was still wrapped in bandages. If his grandfather saw him in such a state, out and about, there would surely be hell to pay.

"What? Leave? If you want to leave, go by yourself! I’m staying here with Brother Yu to watch the show!" Tie Zhuzi exclaimed, glaring at Gao Zhitao with urgency as soon as he heard about leaving.

Xiang Yu also shook his head and said, "Let’s observe the situation here. Don’t worry. Once your grandfather arrives, I’ll explain everything to him."

Seeing Xiang Yu’s serious expression, Gao Zhitao relaxed. Once his grandfather arrived, with Xiang Yu taking the lead, he wouldn’t get into trouble himself.

In less than half an hour, Gao Mantang arrived in a hurry. Striding in with large steps, he went directly to Gao Zhitao.

Glaring at Gao Zhitao, Gao Mantang fumed, "What are you doing here? Look at the state you’re in right now. Are you trying to kill yourself?"

Seeing his grandfather furious, Gao Zhitao glanced at Xiang Yu out of the corner of his eye, silently pleading for him to step in and speak. He knew his grandfather had a favorable impression of Xiang Yu and probably wouldn’t make things difficult for him.

Sure enough, Xiang Yu cleared his throat and stepped up in front of Gao Mantang. "I tried to dissuade him earlier, but he insisted on coming. There was nothing I could do."

Gao Zhitao exclaimed, "Xiang Yu, you sold me out—you, you..."

Gao Mantang shot his grandson a sharp glare before turning to Zhang Dacheng. Zhang Dacheng snapped to attention and saluted with military precision as he reported, "It’s him who wants to challenge us to a duel."

Fang Shichao, standing tall, met Gao Mantang’s gaze without flinching.

Seeing this, Kong Shenghui hurriedly pulled Fang Shichao aside before stepping forward. "General Gao, please calm down. Here’s what’s going on..."

Kong Shenghui attempted to tactfully explain the situation, hoping to diffuse Gao Mantang’s anger. But still visibly furious, Gao Mantang couldn’t be bothered to listen. He waved Kong Shenghui off. "Xiao Kong, stand back."

Kong Shenghui was unceremoniously pushed aside, and Gao Mantang stepped up to Fang Shichao.

An overwhelming aura of authority radiated from Gao Mantang. His tall, burly frame emitted an unparalleled sense of dominance as he stood in front of Fang Shichao.

Despite the rapid thudding of his heart, Fang Shichao met Gao Mantang’s gaze, his chin raised defiantly. "You’re a high-ranking official in the military. Do you dare to have a proper contest with us?"

To everyone’s surprise, Gao Mantang suddenly burst out laughing before gesturing with his hand. "Alright then, tell me—what kind of contest?"

"Simple. We’ll send out three people. You choose three people. A one-on-one match right here, best two out of three. If you lose, you leave now and hand over Director Huang. If we lose, we’ll back off entirely from this matter," Fang Shichao said boldly.

"Fine, but I think that’s too easy. Here’s the deal—if we lose, I’ll kneel and knock my head three times before you. But if you lose, you’ll kneel here and kowtow three times to everyone present. How about that?" Gao Mantang retorted just as loudly. freewebnøvel.com

The crowd was speechless. Gao Mantang was no spring chicken and a high-ranking official in the military, yet he was proposing this kind of wager with a junior.

Gao Zhitao stood in the back, his face burning with embarrassment. But Gao Mantang appeared completely unfazed, instead staring provocatively at Fang Shichao in front of him.

Fang Shichao frowned, his confidence wavering slightly. Walking away with his team was no big deal, but kneeling here and kowtowing would forever damage his dignity.

Still, he had proposed the contest. If he backed down now, he’d be ridiculed for the rest of his life.

Besides, a win wasn’t out of the question. He had a comprehensive understanding of the martial prowess of the armed police under him, training with them frequently and knowing their capabilities well.

"If you don’t dare, just say so. Stop wasting everyone’s time," Gao Mantang sneered coldly.

"Why wouldn’t I dare? Done deal. I just hope you figure out how to save face after you lose," Fang Shichao sneered back.

"That’s not your concern," Gao Mantang said before turning to Zhang Dacheng. "Pick out three people. I want to see what kind of talent this armed police force has."

With that, Gao Mantang walked off to a more distant spot, preparing to be an observer.

Ten field vehicles parked nearby formed a large circle, with soldiers and police officers gathering in the middle.

Fang Shichao, knowing his subordinates well, immediately picked his team. He called down a sniper stationed on an upper level, grabbed another capable officer, and included himself to make three.

Zhang Dacheng also selected two officers, joining them to complete his trio.

Standing off to the side, Xiang Yu felt a twinge of nervousness. He may not officially be part of this unit, but at heart, he still considered himself a soldier.

Looking at the two men Zhang Dacheng selected, while they were brawny, their movements didn’t exhibit optimal coordination. They might be skilled, but they were far from elite.

Meanwhile, Fang Shichao’s picks, particularly the sniper, clearly excelled in solo combat. Victory wasn’t a foregone conclusion for either side.

Earlier, Gao Mantang had made his boastful bet—kneeling to the opposition if they lost.

But Gao Mantang was no ordinary man. Even if he were to kneel, few would dare publicly accept such a gesture.

Recognizing this, Kong Shenghui approached Fang Shichao with a somber expression. "Let’s call this off. Cancel the match."

"Call it off? No way. Everyone’s aware of the challenge now. Cancelling it would be an admission of defeat," Fang Shichao said stubbornly. Even though Kong Shenghui was his superior, Fang Shichao chose to ignore him...