Dragon Head Supreme Chapter 158
Chapter 158: Greed Will Get You Killed
Chen Xue Wen leaned back, a sly grin tugging at his lips as he studied Yu Xia’s expression.
“Your kid’s blood type doesn’t match Brother Hui’s at all,” he said smoothly. “Hell, it doesn’t even match yours. But you know who it does match? Little Ma.”
He chuckled, shaking his head. “Sister-in-law, don’t you think that’s just hilarious?”
Yu Xia’s whole body trembled. Her fingers clenched and unclenched, struggling to find an anchor in a storm she never saw coming. It took a long moment before she finally spoke, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Chen Xue Wen reached into his coat and pulled out a crisp sheet of paper, unfolding it with a casual flick.
“Oh, but I do. Something felt off, so I had a little test run.”
He tossed the document onto the table with a smirk. “And guess what? Turns out, your boy isn’t Brother Hui’s. He’s Little Ma’s. Crazy, huh?”
Yu Xia grabbed the paper with shaking hands. Her eyes darted over the words, her worst fears confirmed in cold, unforgiving ink. Her legs buckled, and she collapsed onto the floor, all strength drained from her. The truth was out. The secret she thought she had buried was now staring her down like a loaded gun.
It all made sense now—why Little Ma had become Chen Xue Wen’s pawn. It wasn’t just a coincidence. No, it was leverage. It was blackmail, plain and simple.
She swallowed hard, gripping the paper like it could somehow turn back time. “What… what do you want?”
Chen Xue Wen leaned in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Sister-in-law, I already told you. I want to take care of Brother Hui’s empire for you.”
Yu Xia’s face went pale. “Chen, you… you’re crossing the line.”
“Oh? Am I?” He arched an eyebrow. “Because last I checked, Brother Hui left all this behind to raise his son. But guess what? That ain’t his son. So tell me, do you really think you still have the right to control all of this?”
Yu Xia was struck silent.
Chen Xue Wen drummed his fingers against the table. “I’ll make it simple. Hand everything over to me. In return, I’ll give you two million. Take your kid, leave Peaceful City, and never come back.”
Yu Xia stared at him, her lips trembling. “Two million? That’s robbery. Even if I sold everything at a discount, it’d be worth at least ten times that.”
Chen Xue Wen’s smile disappeared, his tone turning sharp. “You had a kid with another man, took Brother Hui’s inheritance, and you still want to negotiate? Sister-in-law, greed is a dangerous thing. Keep pushing, and you might not make it out of this alive.”
Yu Xia shuddered, understanding all too well that she was out of options. She swallowed her pride and nodded. “Fine. Just promise we can leave safely.”
Chen Xue Wen nodded, satisfied. “I’m a man of my word. And I even got a parting gift for you.”
Yu Xia’s eyes flickered with hope. “A gift?”
Chen Xue Wen’s gaze darkened. “Little Ma’s coming with you.”
Her breath hitched. “He… he’s alive? Where is he?”
He waved a dismissive hand. “Not a concern right now. Just know he’ll be leaving with you. But first, you need to cooperate and help me wrap up Brother Hui’s affairs.”
Yu Xia barely hesitated before nodding frantically. “I’ll help, I swear! I’ll do whatever you need.”
Chen Xue Wen stood, smoothing out his jacket. “Good. Then I won’t take up any more of your time.”
With that, he and his men walked out, leaving Yu Xia in the dimly lit house. She stared after them, then slumped onto the couch, her hands gripping the fabric tightly, her face twisted in rage.
Two million. A measly two million for an empire worth ten times that. How could she ever accept that?
Hao Wen Billiards Hall
This was where Hao Wen built his kingdom. His turf. His fortress. And right now, he was seething inside his office, his jaw clenched as his men reported back, their voices dripping with shame and frustration.
Hao Wen had his eyes set on taking over Zhou Jing Hui’s business the moment the man dropped dead. He had the connections, the muscle, and most importantly, the ambition. He had even bribed Zhou’s old crew, confident that they would help him seize control.
But then, Chen Xue Wen came along and ruined everything.
“That bastard…” Hao Wen’s fingers dug into the armrest of his chair. “Does he really think he can walk all over me? He must have a death wish!”
Fury burned in his chest. He snatched up the nearest ashtray and hurled it against the wall, the glass shattering into a thousand sharp edges.
“Summon the boys,” he snarled. “We’re going to have a little chat with our friend.”
Just as his men scrambled to carry out his orders, the door to the billiards hall swung open. The noise of the city was cut off as heavy boots thudded against the wooden floor. A group of men stepped inside, their presence sending a ripple of tension through the room.
A scrawny kid at the entrance waved them off. “We’re closed. Get lost.”
The man at the front smirked. “Relax, kid. We’re not here for a game.”
The boy took a step back. “Who the hell are you?”
The man’s grin widened. “Go tell Hao Wen that Chen Xue Wen is here to see him.”
Silence fell like a guillotine. Every head in the hall turned.
The kid’s face drained of color. “You… you’re Chen Xue Wen?”
Chen Xue Wen chuckled. “Unless there’s another one running around Peaceful City.”
The kid swallowed hard and bolted up the stairs, his voice a frantic mess. “Boss! It’s him! Chen Xue Wen is here!”
The office erupted into chaos.
“What? He’s here?”
“Why would he come to us?”
“How many men does he have?”
Fear crackled in the air, but Hao Wen’s face twisted into a sneer. He slammed his hands on the desk, rising to his feet. “You cowards, what the hell are you afraid of? He’s just a man, not some goddamn demon!”
He stormed to the doorway, peering down at the hall below.
There stood Chen Xue Wen, cool as ever, hands in his pockets, eyes filled with that dangerous glint.
Hao Wen spat to the side. “Big words coming from you, Chen. You got balls walking in here. I was just about to come looking for you.”
Then he waved his hand. “Shut the doors. Lock the place down. No one leaves. We’re settling this right here, right now.”
His men obeyed instantly, pulling the heavy metal shutters down with a screech, trapping everyone inside.
Hao Wen cracked his knuckles, his grin widening. “Let’s see how tough you really are, Chen Xue Wen.”
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