Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 875: The Big Boss of the Group Arrives

Fang Rong deeply regretted her decision. She regretted bringing Xiang Yu along. This was no longer just a matter of embarrassment—it was now a matter of Xiang Yu’s life and death.

Although Xiang Yu was highly skilled and she knew he wouldn’t suffer much in this place, these bosses were all troublemakers who were far from easy to deal with.

Most of them had money to spare, and they could easily buy Xiang Yu’s life. Seeing how stubbornly Xiang Yu refused to leave, her eyes welled up with tears in frustration.

Cheng Wanli didn’t know much about President Wan, but seeing President Wan on his phone, he had a bad premonition.

It seemed President Wan was one of those half-businessmen, half-gangsters types—a complicated figure. Cheng Wanli felt like his head was about to explode; this attempt to get a free meal had turned into such a disaster.

"Your name’s Xiang Yu, right? Get out of here now! If you want to eat here, I’ll invite you another day, alright?" Cheng Wanli shouted anxiously.

Xiang Yu remained calm, sitting there with a smile. "You said it! I think this place has a nice vibe. I’ll definitely come back to eat here next time."

At that moment, two burly men strode in. They were towering and muscular. More notably, both of them were Black men, and their sudden appearance made them seem even more intimidating.

President Wan’s face lit up when he saw them, and he immediately began jabbering at them in rapid-fire sentences.

Xiang Yu couldn’t understand what was being said, so he frowned and shouted, "Could you stop speaking gibberish and just talk in Chinese, dammit!"

Xiang Yu may not have understood, but Fang Rong comprehended everything clearly. President Wan was instructing these two Black men to cripple Xiang Yu.

"Xiang Yu, be careful! They’re going to come at you hard!" Fang Rong yelled from a safe corner.

Even though Xiang Yu had embarrassed her today, their bond was strong enough that she had to stand by him in critical moments.

On hearing her warning, Xiang Yu immediately grabbed a chair and flung it forward. He was never the type to play fair—he always believed in striking first.

One of the Black men swung his fist and shattered the chair with a single punch. It was clear that his strength was intimidatingly powerful.

Cheng Wanli stood off to the side, observing the situation. There was no need to try dissuading President Wan now—he should be more concerned about whether Xiang Yu would end up crippled.

From the way this Black man’s punch destroyed the chair, it was obvious he had an abnormal amount of strength.

"President Wan, I don’t think we’ve reached a point where this is necessary—let’s not go this far," Cheng Wanli quickly pleaded on Xiang Yu’s behalf.

After all, Xiang Yu was Fang Rong’s friend, and they seemed pretty close. And Fang Rong, in turn, was Sun Bo’s sister. The relationship between these people was neither distant nor particularly close, but if Sun Bo blamed Cheng Wanli for the outcome of this situation, things would get messy.

"I think it’s absolutely necessary. This kid is too arrogant! He doesn’t even understand his own limits. If we don’t teach him a harsh lesson, he’ll keep thinking he’s invincible!" President Wan snorted coldly.

Xiang Yu hurled the chair forward and simultaneously charged at the Black man, throwing a punch that landed heavily on the man’s chest.

The Black man stiffened, bore the punch without flinching, and then flashed a terrifying gleam of white teeth in a grin.

Xiang Yu had put his full strength into that blow, yet it seemed to have no effect on the man. That alone earned Xiang Yu’s respect—the guy’s muscles were impressively tough.

Xiang Yu’s fist pressed against the man’s chest, and then he summoned his **Dark Strength**. An indescribable surge of power suddenly exploded from Xiang Yu’s fist and slammed into the Black man.

The man was sent hurtling through the air, crashing into the wall behind him. Blood sprayed from his mouth, and he collapsed unconscious, his fate uncertain.

The room instantly fell silent. Everyone stared wide-eyed at Xiang Yu, their expressions filled with shock. They couldn’t comprehend what had happened. Xiang Yu’s initial punch seemed completely ineffective—how did it suddenly explode with such devastating power?

Xiang Yu himself found it strange. The sensation was fleeting, but the surge of strength felt as though it had always been residing within him.

Ever since he began practicing the old man’s martial arts every day, Xiang Yu had noticed his body becoming stronger, and he frequently felt an inexhaustible energy coursing through him. The sensation came and went unpredictably, keeping him puzzled.

The punch he just threw was guided by that momentary feeling, channeled into his fist. He hadn’t anticipated its effect would be so overwhelming—far exceeding the force of a normal punch.

Now, Xiang Yu harbored a strange curiosity about the old man. Who was he truly? And why had such bad luck befallen him?

The **Falcon Organization** had attacked a theater once and inadvertently blasted the old man to death. If not for that incident, Xiang Yu could have captured the old man and demanded answers about these mysteries.

The other Black man was visibly shaken by Xiang Yu’s display of power. He stood frozen for a long while, unable to make a move.

President Wan was equally at a loss for what to do. He had planned to teach Xiang Yu a proper lesson, but who could have guessed that Xiang Yu would turn out to be a freak with terrifyingly immense strength?

Cheng Wanli was even more dumbstruck, his jaw hanging open in disbelief. This was real life, not some fantasy martial arts story.

Xiang Yu’s punch felt almost legendary—was he even human? He was practically a beast!

A towering, muscular man had been defeated with a single punch, and so cleanly at that. It was incomprehensible, almost unnatural.

Fang Rong didn’t dwell too much on the impossibilities. She had always known that Xiang Yu was formidable. Now, seeing him defeat the opponent with such overwhelming force, she quickly tugged at Xiang Yu and said, "You should apologize to President Wan immediately."

Xiang Yu was still immersed in the sensation of that punch. When he heard Fang Rong asking him to apologize, he grinned mischievously and stepped closer to President Wan.

President Wan stumbled back half a step in fear, his face pale as he looked at Xiang Yu. "Don’t do anything rash! I have a weak heart!" he stammered.

The meaning was clear—he was warning Xiang Yu not to push further, for his life could escape him at any moment.

Xiang Yu had no intention of striking him again. He simply sat down where he was.

President Wan let out a breath of relief upon realizing Xiang Yu wouldn’t touch him, then gestured toward the conscious Black man, signaling him to leave quickly.

The Black man understood and went over to assist his comrade. Together, they began moving toward the door.

Just then, the door swung open. A man stepped inside—a tall, slim figure dressed in an impeccably tailored suit and gleaming leather shoes. He looked dashing and spirited.

When Cheng Wanli saw him, relief washed over him. Sun Bo had finally arrived. With Sun Bo here, Cheng Wanli needn’t worry any longer.

At least Fang Rong and her friend were now safe and unharmed.

"President Sun, you’re finally here!" Cheng Wanli exhaled like a man freed from a burden, quickly stepping forward to shake Sun Bo’s hand.

Sun Bo instantly sensed something unusual in the room’s atmosphere. Frowning, he glanced around, his expression changing the moment he took everything in.

Xiang Yu was casually sprawled across the table, two Black men were being helped out the door, and President Wan stood paralyzed in fear, as if he had been severely rattled.

He didn’t notice Fang Rong at first, nor saw her expression.

Meanwhile, Fang Rong stood frozen, speechless. Stunned, she stared at Sun Bo. Wasn’t he Xiang Yu’s friend? Why was he dressed so sharply? And why had Cheng Wanli just referred to him as "President Sun"? What was going on? How had he suddenly become "President Sun"...