The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 174 - 178: The Mob Boss’s Little Sweetheart (10)

Soon, a fresh and unadulterated gang team emerged in the North District, and word about them quickly spread in the underworld.

It was said to be led by a stunningly beautiful woman.

Anyone who underestimated her because she was a woman would definitely end up dead in a terrible way.

In the underworld, there were those who coveted her beauty, but all were beaten so badly they cried for their fathers and mothers, daring not even to entertain the thought of crossing her.

Gradually, the nickname "Black Rose" spread in the underworld.

She was beautiful, but her thorns were sharp, and her heart was black as coal.

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"I heard there’s a Martial Arts Hall in our territory that’s doing quite well?" Mr. Huang asked with interest from his hospital bed, a nasal cannula still in place.

While peeling an apple for his boss, Hu Si replied, "There is such a hall, and I heard it’s run by a young lady who’s managing it well; the security in that area has improved a lot too."

Mr. Huang became more interested, "It seems you have a high opinion of them; it’s rare these days to hear any good words about others from you."

Hu Si: "Am I that kind of person?"

Mr. Huang: "The title ’Cold-faced Yama, Master Hu’ wasn’t given to you for no reason."

Seeing that Mr. Huang still had the energy to tease him, Hu Si knew his spirits were quite good lately and relaxed a bit as well.

"Arrange it, I want to meet this young lady."

"To make a name for oneself in a trade dominated by men requires overcoming a thousand difficulties..."

"Recently, our people have been very active; I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold them down for much longer."

A faint sigh vanished amidst Mr. Huang’s tightly pursed lips.

Su Li called over Tang Dao, who was standing shirtless under the sun practicing his stance.

Tang Dao now truly lived up to his name; after Su Li taught him a few aggressive moves, he began carrying a Tang Dao with him at all times, ostensibly to foster harmony between technique and weapon.

Seeing Su Li wave at him, Tang Dao scurried over immediately.

He was utterly obedient to Su Li now, doing whatever she asked.

He had to toe the line—everyone knew the newcomers who were unruly and defiant met with horrible fates he couldn’t bear to speak of.

Miserable, truly miserable...

And weren’t those same people now obediently submissive to the boss?

When it came to discipline, Boss Su was the expert.

Tang Dao mentally praised Su Li every day, quickly standing at attention before her.

"These few days, you and Jin Buhuan should closely supervise the training of people in the Martial Arts Hall, and let’s not expand our territory for now. Manage this area well, adhere to the old rules—drugs are absolutely prohibited on our turf, and set rules for the gambling dens and red-light district."

Tang Dao asked curiously, "Sis, what are you going to do?"

Su Li smiled and said, "I guess some people will be coming to us soon."

Tang Dao was even more confused. Could it be that another fool dared to challenge them?

Could those who had been defeated before never learn their lesson?

However, seeing Su Li’s smiley face, Tang Dao wasn’t sure anymore. But he only pondered it for a moment before discarding the thought.

After all, he wasn’t the boss now; why worry so much? It would be better to spend more time perfecting the moves that the boss had passed down to him.

He now truly felt the subtlety of this kung fu. Others might not see it, but he knew that the explosive power in his body had grown much stronger than before.

He figured that those who had practiced this must know it too. Haven’t you seen more and more brothers at the Martial Arts Arena neglecting sleep and food, constantly practicing kung fu?

He had to hurry and practice lest they surpass him...

Su Li looked at the thriving scene before her with satisfaction. These would be her newly emerging forces, but they were far from enough.

Over in the East District, she occasionally collected news about Chongming and Song Yu.

It was the same old stuff.

The two had a misunderstanding again, then reconciled, then had another misunderstanding, and then reconciled again.

These two seemed to be having a great time, not knowing how many like the original owner had emerged in the process.

However, Su Li did know about one, the school’s male god Song Yu had secretly admired. It seems that recently because of their squabbles, Song Yu had claimed that senior Ouyang was better, and the unfortunate school’s male god ended up bearing the brunt of Chongming’s jealousy.

It was said that he had already been captured, and Chongming was threatening to ruin his face.

This news was causing a stir in the underworld. Boss Chong was furiously defending his lady’s honor, a true man indeed...

But while everyone verbally praised him, they probably all despised Chongming behind his back, secretly enjoying the show.

Su Li also had a ten-minute moment of silence for the Ouyang male god admired by Song Yu. What bad luck.

Being good-looking and gentle was indeed a mistake, inadvertently attracting trouble. As far as she knew, Ouyang wasn’t even familiar with Song Yu. They had only exchanged a few glances and weren’t even acquainted...

However, there was something to be done here, and innocent people should avoid dealing with underworld figures.

Such a promising youth, and his best years, just to be ruined like that, it was indeed a pity, so...

Su Li decided to be a good person for once.

Jin Buhuan, dressed entirely in black, even with a black mask over his face, excitedly approached Su Li and said in a muffled voice, "Sister, the job is done. Those guys got a good beating from me and the brothers, and nobody saw our faces."

"Hmm," Su Li gently raised the corner of her mouth, "Good job."

Suddenly, Jin Buhuan sneakily moved closer, his eyebrows wriggling like caterpillars that hadn’t stopped moving for two days.

Then the next second, he was smacked away by Su Li, "What are you doing? Speak normally, why do you need to move so close?"

Jin Buhuan felt wronged, "I didn’t want to, but sometimes, I just can’t resist your beauty."

Su Li: "...."

Under Su Li’s increasingly stern gaze, Jin Buhuan immediately pretended to be serious and curiously asked, "Sister, that guy is just a bit better-looking weakling, why kidnap someone from the East District boss? Luckily, those people don’t know it was us, otherwise, sorting us out would take just a minute."

"Could it be, you saw that kid’s face?"

Jin Buhuan thought it over; that weakling only had a slightly presentable face... maybe, maybe he was also good at studying?

He knew Su Li always liked people who were good at studying. Honestly, when facing those in the gang who were capable learners, the Female Demon King always had a breeze-like smile, while towards others, she had a step-mother’s scowl, completely two different attitudes indeed.