Chapter 1513: Recouping Losses

Yoshida’s bodyguards almost pissed themselves at the sight of Godzilla. He was an imposing figure, standing at 1.92 meters tall. Godzilla liked to work out, so his body fat percentage was low, while his muscle percentage was high. Even though he did not weigh much, he could really pack a punch.

Brother Wolf barked out, “Guard the key spots, then.” He paused for a while before adding, “don’t kill him. Go easy on him so you don’t mess things up for the boss.”

When it came to mixed martial arts, Godzilla was still far from the level of Brother Wolf and his other colleagues since several weight classes separated them. In addition, when it came to kickboxing, extra weight was a bona fide advantage.

Of course, while Godzilla’s skills were not on par with the rest, he did like to spar with Brother Wolf when he had free time, and he received professional training back when he had been with the gang, so he was quite skilled.

The traitor’s face paled when his eyes landed on Godzilla. He had been under the impression that he would be sparring with Liu Zi. Though the latter did kick him before, that was a spur-of-the-moment thing. Morishige believed that if this were to be a fair fight, the age gap between him and Liu Zi made them unsuitable opponents. No matter how skilled he was, he could not compete with Liu Zi’s youth.

In the end, he had to face Godzilla. Morishige had never met someone like Godzilla before. The man was taller and stronger than he was, though he was younger. Yoshida blanched. He hurriedly protested, “This is not fair!”

Li Du glanced at him from the corner of his eye. “Why do the men of the Japanese Empire like to go back on their words so often?”

Yoshida was rendered speechless by what Li Du said. With no other choice, he ordered his subordinate, “Morishige, show them what you’re capable of. Don’t forget that you were once an outstanding soldier!”

Li Du was filled with rage when he heard what Yoshida said. Morishige was a traitor through and through, and undoubtedly had the roots of his military career in China.

Godzilla and Morishige stood beside each other. The security team was not intervening since they were told that it was a good-natured spar both sides had agreed to. They were just there to observe. Not long after, a crowd formed. The opponents were surrounded very soon, like animals in a zoo.

Godzilla walked up silently. Morishige’s legs were trembling; Godzilla’s very presence was just too oppressive!

“Let’s begin,” the security guard who stood in as referee announced.

At the cue, Godzilla leaped forward like an arrow. Morishige figured he would attack forcefully, so he had been prepared to dodge until he had the opportunity to fight back. Though it was a humiliating maneuver, it was better than losing his life. In fact, he believed he might even win this round if he were careful.

However, that was just wishful thinking. Morishige falsely assumed that Godzilla’s height would hinder his speed, but he did not know that Godzilla was an athlete through and through. He was almost on par with a professional basketball player, so agility was really the least of his concerns.

The crowd surrounding them was enormous, and the improvised ring that Morishige and Godzilla were in was too small. Morishige might have dodged Godzilla’s first blow, but before he could dodge for the second time, Godzilla twisted around and swung again, his fist right in front of Morishige.

Morishige had no choice but to use both his arms to block the blow. With just one blow, Godzilla had him screaming as he was sent flying.

This was no mere punch; this was a war hammer!

That heavy blow sent Morishige stumbling before Godzilla swiftly kneed him in the stomach. Morishige had a good grasp on fighting, so he knew what Godzilla was up to when the latter lifted his leg. He hurriedly used both his arms to shield his abdomen before he ran into the same problem: he couldn’t block the blow!

Godzilla slammed his knee into Morishige’s stomach, forcing another scream out of the man. A sickening crack resounded, and Morishige’s arms became oddly twisted.

Godzilla was completely unyielding, pulling Morishige up by his collar and dealing blow after blow to the man’s spleen. Morishige’s face was now flushed red; his eyes were bulging out of their sockets and his mouth was hanging open. He fell to his knees the moment Godzilla released his grip.

Madman cackled. “His ribs are completely shattered on the left side,” He said.

Liu Zi stroked his stomach and shivered. “Young Master Li, this bodyguard of yours is really vicious. He’d probably kill the man if he was told to, huh?”

“He could kill two, easy,” Zhong Dapao said.

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Godzilla turned away, his face blank. The crowd was abuzz.

“He was so quick. How many seconds was that?”

“This was so boring. I thought there’d be more of a fight.”

“His opponent was really nothing compared to him.”

“What’s going on? What are you all looking at? Hey, why’s there someone lying on the ground?”

“Get a doctor and send him to the hospital,” Yoshida ordered with a stern face. His bodyguard hurried over to the traitor. He groaned at the pain as they attempted to move him.

Li Du walked over to the traitor’s side and said to him, “Your Japanese daddy is selling the rock along with your cheap life for a million dollars. You’re lucky you’re Chinese, or you’d be dead right now!”

The bodyguards were seething but they dared not make a sound. With a vicious beast like Godzilla behind Li Du, they could end up just like Morishige if they angered Li Du in any way.

Li Du left the street and walked towards the public market, getting in line to cut his rock. Some people caught wind of the fact that he had a part of Abakar with him, so they followed him in to see.

This piece was instrumental in deciding the worth of the remaining pieces of Abakar. If it was a complete loss, then the parts of Abakar would be even more difficult to sell. If, on the other hand, this chunk contained ice-grade or glass-grade jade, some people might still be willing to take the risk and buy the remaining pieces.

Zhong Dapao was anticipating the cutting. “There must be water, there must be green. It has to be of good quality. The green has to be distinct, the water must be good, it has to be pure!”

Glass-grade jade that was pure, of good quality, had a distinct greenness that mainly came from glass-grade jade found in the pits. At this grade, the value of the jade would only rise. It would never fall, because this was pretty much the most beautiful and coveted of all varieties of this stone.

Authentic, ice-grade jade from the pits cost 3 or 4 million per kilogram. A kilogram of higher-grade glass jade cost at least a billion!

There was another sort of glass-grade jade, one with no marbling or flaws, that was virtually perfect. Bangles made from this flawless stone would only appear in the most prestigious auctions like Christie’s or Sotheby’s. Even then, it would be presented the last with a starting price ranging in the billions!

Further up in front, several stones were cut only to have their value drop. Then it was Li Du’s turn. A bunch of people swarmed forward.

The polishing master asked him, “How would you like me to cut this?”

Li Du took a pen and drew a line on the rock. “Let’s try it like this and we’ll see how it goes.”

The polishing master turned on the cutting machine and split the rock into halves. There was nothing.

“A loss!” Someone immediately shouted, shaking his head.

Li Du was silent for a moment. He drew another line on the two halves. “Cut it again.”

The polishing master cut again, but there were still no traces of green. The teenager who was beside Zhong Dapao said, “I told you, this is garbage. It’s not worth a single cent!”

Zhong Dapao turned to him and bellowed, “Shut up! Just because you got away with scolding them earlier doesn’t mean you can keep getting away with it! D*mn, how can you be everywhere?!”

The rock that weighed about 200 kilograms had been cut into quarters, only to reveal that there was nothing in it. The polishing master asked Li Du, “Do you want me to continue?”

Li Du shook his head. “It’s fine. This is indeed just a piece of junk.”