Chapter 503: Chapter 491: You Won’t Cry Until You See the Coffin!

In the aftermath of a scene resembling a police raid, an Audi A8 screeched to a halt outside the chess and card room.

Clad in a tailored shirt, Bao Qiudong stormed out with a livid expression. He strode hastily toward the entrance.

"On Jinling turf, someone dares to lay a hand on a relative of the Bo Family! How ballsy! Fucking ballsy!"

He had not even appeared, but his voice, brimming with towering rage, echoed in from outside the hall.

SWISH—!

Aside from Qin Fan, everyone in the hall whipped their heads around to look.

They saw an ashen-faced Bao Qiudong striding in, followed by two burly bodyguards.

"Young Master Bao, Young Master Bao! Master Fu is bleeding badly, he can’t hold on much longer!" Jiang Tao shouted the moment he saw him, as if grasping a lifeline.

He’s bleeding badly? Can’t hold on?

Hearing this, Bao Qiudong’s eyes widened. He ignored Jiang Tao, anxiously rushing toward Li Guofu, who was pinned under Qin Fan’s foot.

"Stop right there!" Qin Fan ordered just as Bao Qiudong was about to charge forward.

Upon hearing the command, Li Qiuzhe immediately stepped sideways, his face tense as he blocked Bao Qiudong’s path.

"Take—him—down!" the impatient Bao Qiudong bellowed.

SWISH—!

Behind him, his two muscular bodyguards clenched their fists and charged at Li Qiuzhe.

In the blink of an eye, just as everyone expected Li Qiuzhe to instinctively dodge the two hefty bodyguards, the man from the Northeast squeezed his eyes shut, resigned to his fate. His limbs began to tremble.

However, at this critical juncture, a disdainful snort broke the tension.

The next instant, everyone saw a blur. The two hulking bodyguards, just as they were about to reach Li Qiuzhe, were suddenly sent flying backward.

Blood sprayed from their mouths.

The two men, each weighing no less than ninety kilograms, crashed heavily onto the ground ten meters away. The thud of their impact echoed throughout the entire hall.

BUZZ—!

At this sudden turn of events, everyone—including Li Qiuzhe, Li Yunzhe, and the bald man—felt their minds go blank, plunged into stunned shock.

What just happened? What in the world is going on? We didn’t even get a clear look at what happened in that instant, yet those two big guys were sent flying, spraying blood as they hit the ground? How the fuck did he do that?

In the deathly silence, even Bao Qiudong’s face turned pale with shock.

"I told you to stop." Qin Fan, who had sent the two bodyguards flying with a series of kicks, looked at Bao Qiudong’s utterly astonished face and chuckled. "Before we settle this, as for Master Fu... hmm, let’s just leave him as he is for now."

"Who are you?" Bao Qiudong asked, his teeth clenched. Qin Fan’s voice had jolted him from his stupor, and he suddenly realized this matter was not so simple.

Still, there was not a trace of panic or fear on his face. After all, in Jinling, or even the entire Jiangsu and Zhejiang region, there were very few people or things that could rattle Young Master Bao.

"In Jinling, does it really matter to Young Master Bao who I am? Haha!" Qin Fan shook his head, taunting him.

"Since you know I’m Bao Qiudong, you should know how suicidal you’re being right now!" The ferocity on Bao Qiudong’s face intensified as he clenched his fists tightly.

"Trying to scare me with your ’Young Master’ status? Heh, when it comes to being suicidal, I’ve had plenty of people tell me that. Honestly, you don’t even make the list. Anyway, I don’t have time for your bullshit. Want to know why I gave Master Fu the chance to call you over here?" Qin Fan said with a relaxed smile.

"What the hell do you want?" Rage already filled Bao Qiudong’s chest. While his mind was already devising ways to torture these bastards, he suppressed the erupting fury in his voice.

"Two things. First, repaying Master Fu tenfold for that stab wound last time. That’s already done. Second, collecting a debt. A monetary debt. I know Master Fu can’t afford that kind of sum, so I took the liberty of inviting you, Young Master Bao. I hope that, out of consideration for your family ties, you’ll foot the bill for him."

Ignoring Bao Qiudong’s furious and savage expression, Qin Fan smiled harmlessly, as if young masters of any kind were completely insignificant to him.

"In the last ten or twenty years, you’re the first person in Jinling to dare hurt my uncle. You’re the first person in Jinling to dare speak to me like this! You know I’m Bao Qiudong, so you should know who my father is. I can overlook your ignorant fearlessness, but don’t go jumping into the abyss of Hell yourself! You’re already standing right on the edge!" Bao Qiudong, several years older than Qin Fan, knitted his brows tightly at these arrogant words.

However, Qin Fan turned a deaf ear to him. He turned to Li Qiuzhe and asked, "Boss, what was the principal on this debt again?"

"Six hundred thousand. The last time I came, I offered to settle for five hundred thousand flat, but he refused!" Li Qiuzhe answered truthfully.

"Six hundred thousand, is it? Fine, no discount needed. I’ll pay. I’ll cover this!" As soon as Li Qiuzhe finished speaking, Bao Qiudong declared in a deep voice.

After seeing Qin Fan send his two bodyguards flying with a single kick, Young Master Bao was already plotting to settle the score later.

You want money? Sure, but you have to be alive to spend it!

"No, no, no. Six hundred thousand was the old number. Banks charge late fees. Are we lenders supposed to be kinder than a bank?"

With a mocking tone, Qin Fan looked over at the bald man. "Baldie, calculate the interest at street rates. What’s the total now?"

"Qin Boss! Li Guofu has owed this for over a year! Are you sure you want to use the street’s compound interest method?" Baldie exclaimed, his eyes wide.

If this is calculated with compound interest, the total will be astronomical!

"That’s right. Calculate it," Qin Fan said.

"Alright, alright, I’m on it!"

Intimidated by Bao Qiudong’s presence, Baldie did not dare look at him anymore, afraid he would be scared witless. If he could choose again, even if he had to set a trap for Li Qiuzhe, he would never have targeted Li Guofu! Bringing Bao Qiudong into this... we really screwed up big time!

Trembling with anxiety but not daring to disobey Qin Fan, he shakily pulled out his phone and opened the calculator.

"You’re going to calculate interest with usury rates? Kid, you’re the type who won’t shed a tear until you see the coffin, aren’t you? Haha—!"

Watching this play out, Bao Qiudong sneered, finding the situation absurdly laughable. His laughter, however, was thick with rage.

Unfortunately for him, Qin Fan paid him no mind. He could not be bothered with more useless talk until Baldie had the final number.

Just as Bao Qiudong’s laughter died down, Baldie, who was well-versed in loan-shark calculations, looked up at Qin Fan and said, "Qin Boss, I got it!"

"How much?"

"Six million, seven hundred and eighty-nine thousand!"