Zheng Jingzhe was quick-witted and quick-handed. He let all the soup and water on the table spill on him, and grabbed the bottle of Bamboo Leaf Green Wine before the table was overturned.
"Son, please keep this bottle of wine for me. It's your compensation for my clothes." Zheng Jingzhe was covered in soup, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed.
Zheng Yubai took the bottle of wine in a daze, and heard Sun Yunqing angrily say: "Hai Tong, what are you doing? Why don't you apologize to your Uncle Zheng quickly?"
"No need for that." Zheng Jingzhe laughed, looking cunning no matter how he looked at him, "You have a bad temper, kid. Since you don't like me, how about we have a fight?"
"Fight if you want, who's afraid of you?" Sun Haitong said stubbornly. If Sun Yunqing hadn't been there to back him up, he wouldn't have dared to do anything rash. He couldn't even beat Zheng Yubai, let alone Zheng Jingzhe, who had made a name for himself in Jinghai more than a decade ago.
"Okay!" As soon as Zheng Jingzhe finished speaking, his fist swung out with the wind.
His move was so sudden that Sun Haitong's eyes widened as he saw Zheng Jingzhe's fist as big as a bowl coming towards him. His body wanted to react, but was enveloped by the terrifying fist wind and could not move at all.
"Brother, please show mercy." Sun Yunqing exhaled and spoke, and thrust a fist in front of his son, just in time to block Zheng Jingzhe's earth-shattering punch. He was even able to speak easily.
"Hehe, we haven't fought for more than ten years. Today my son beat your son. Now you and two old men should have a good fight!" Zheng Jingzhe said, while his hands were not idle at all, and he threw three punches in a row.
Sun Yunqing blocked three punches with a "pa pa pa" sound, and his face gradually became solemn. The two men stood still, one attacking and the other blocking, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves were exchanged. Zheng Yubai and Sun Haitong were dazzled, and they thought to themselves, if it were them, how many moves could they have held out.
"Gentlemen, please stop." The door of the private room suddenly opened. The noise of the table being overturned and the fight was so loud that even with good sound insulation, people outside could hear the noise. Several burly men appeared at the door, and the first one, a man with a shiny bald head and a fierce face, shouted in a low voice.
Sun Yunqing dodged backwards, his body floating out of Zheng Jingzhe's attack range, and came to the big man and said, "I'm really sorry, I will compensate for the broken things according to the price."
The big man smiled and said, "Mr. Sun, you are an honored guest of our club. If something is broken, it's broken. It hurts our feelings to ask for money."
Seeing Sun Yunqing dodge, Zheng Jingzhe laughed and said, "Why are you hiding? Come on, fight me for three hundred rounds."
The big man frowned and said, "Master Sun, is this your friend?"
Sun Yunqing said helplessly: "Do you think it looks like it?"
The big man knew what was going on when he heard this. He stepped forward and said, "Do you know where this place is? Why are you running wild here? Don't you want to live?"
Zheng Jingzhe was stunned by what he said, and laughed casually: "I really don't know where this place is."
The people who come and go in this Juxian Pavilion Club are all dignitaries, it can be said that there are great scholars and no ordinary people talking and laughing. As the head of the security department, the big man had never met a scoundrel like Zheng Jingzhe. After hearing his disdainful words, he immediately became furious and punched Zheng Jingzhe in the chest.
"Kacha", in a flash, before anyone could see clearly, Zheng Jingzhe's hand reached the big man's wrist, twisted it gently, and removed his wrist. The big man covered his strangely shaped wrist and screamed, cold sweat dripping down his bald head, cursing: "You... you are looking for death... this is the Ding family's property!"
"I don't care if you are A, B, C or D." Zheng Jingzhe got angry and even eight oxen couldn't stop him. He kicked the big man away with a flying kick.
The big man has a lot of hard skills, and he can be considered an expert. Otherwise, he would not be able to be the head of the security department in a high-end club like Juxian Pavilion. Now he was subdued by Zheng Jingzhe with one move. Although the other burly men were strong, they did not dare to step forward. Zheng Yubai saw that the matter had become serious, so he hurried over to hold Zheng Jingzhe and said, "Dad, Sun Yunqing has bad intentions. He is deliberately trying to make you offend people. Don't make things worse."
Zheng Jingzhe then saw Sun Yunqing's calm face and suddenly came to his senses. He whispered, "What should we do then?" He had been farming in the countryside for many years and was no longer so good at the intrigues in the city. What's more, he only cared about destroying things and not repairing them. Now that he had caused trouble, only Zheng Yubai could clean up the mess.
Zheng Yubai scratched his head, knowing that both parties were wrong in this matter, and it was better to make peace. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to say a few polite words, he heard a commotion outside, and a group of people crowded to the door and shouted, "Who is so bold? Don't you know what Juxian Pavilion is?"
Seeing such a big scene, Zheng Yubai couldn't help but wonder. He had never heard of any other person in Jinghai who was good at both black and white besides Yao Qian. Just as he was wondering, a man in a black suit walked in and asked, "Who are you? Are you here to cause trouble on purpose?"
Zheng Yubai hurriedly said: "This is a misunderstanding." He looked at Sun Yunqing, but saw that the father and son of the Sun family had quietly slipped out of the crowd. Instead of asking them to help explain, he might as well wait for the sun to rise from the west tomorrow.
"Misunderstanding, I don't think so. Do you know whose business this is?" the man said arrogantly, "This is the place of Mr. Ding Rulong, the richest man in Jinghai. You want to do something unruly without asking first! I'm calling the police now. When we get to the police station, you can explain the misunderstanding in detail."
When Zheng Yubai heard what he said, his heart, which had been hanging in the air, immediately settled down. He took out his cell phone from his arms and dialed a number.
"Yubai, why did you think of me? I wanted to celebrate with you today, but you said you had something to do. Are you fine now?" Ding Beibei's sweet voice rang out in the microphone, and Zheng Yubai immediately thought of her equally sweet and beautiful smile, and his heart couldn't help but feel sweet.
"I do have something tonight, but I've gotten into some trouble, so I'm afraid I need your help." Zheng Yubai said.
"What's the trouble? Can I help you?" Ding Beibei asked puzzledly.
"This is what happened. I'm in your private club, Juxian Pavilion, and there was a misunderstanding..." Zheng Yubai briefly explained what happened.
Ding Beibei's bell-like laughter rang out: "Uncle must have hit Vulture. He is so arrogant. It's time for someone to teach him a lesson. The one in the black suit must be Black Panther. Give him the phone and I'll talk to him."
Zheng Yubai handed over the phone: "You are Black Panther, right? Someone wants to talk to you."
Black Panther looked at Zheng Yubai with a puzzled look on his face: "You have offended Boss Ding. It's useless to ask anyone to intercede for you. I have already called the police."
"Just answer it first." Zheng Yubai scratched his head.
Black Panther took the phone and said hello. When he heard the voice coming from inside, he immediately cast a surprised look at Zheng Yubai. As the voice on the phone became more and more urgent, Black Panther's face became more and more ugly. After a long while, Black Panther handed the phone back. He had lost his momentum and replaced it with a flattering expression: "So you are Miss's friend. I was really rude just now. I hope Mr. Zheng will forgive my mistakes."
In fact, Zheng Jingzhe was also at fault in this matter. Zheng Yubai was not an unreasonable person. He just hoped to make a big thing small and a small thing nothing. Of course, he would not make it difficult for him. After hearing what Black Panther said, he smiled and said, "Then can we go?"
"Of course." Black Panther said with a smile, "You two are the young lady's friends, and our distinguished guests. Just pretend that what happened today never happened."
Zheng Yubai thanked Ding Beibei over the phone and made an appointment with her to have dinner with everyone tomorrow to celebrate the victory. Then he hung up the phone and swaggered out of Lin Hai Ting Tao Elegant Room with Zheng Jingzhe.
The security guards who had just surrounded the private room with a fierce look on their faces were like little lambs. They stood in a row with hypocritical smiles on their faces, bowed and said, "I'm sorry."
Zheng Jingzhe wondered, "What's going on?"
Zheng Yubai whispered, "This is Ding Beibei's father's business. Since the eldest daughter has spoken, the subordinates certainly don't dare to bother her anymore."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Jingzhe gave his son a thumbs up and said, "Son, you are really great."
Zheng Yu's face turned red, and he suddenly remembered the marriage his father had secretly arranged for him. He felt a little helpless, wondering how long he would keep it a secret from him.
The Sun family father and son were standing in the hall. Sun Haitong said with a smile, "Dad, the Zheng family is in big trouble this time. Since Yao Qian's downfall, the Ding family has become the most powerful family in Jinghai. If we mess with them, I don't think these two country bumpkins will have a good ending."
Sun Yunqing smiled slightly: "I don't want this to happen either. In fact, if peace is the most important thing, I hope they can join Xingyiquan and carry forward our boxing skills. But since they don't know the current situation, I will not interfere in this matter. Let's see how they solve it."
Before he finished speaking, Sun Yunqing's expression suddenly became very strange. Sun Haitong followed his father's gaze and looked back, and saw that the black panther, who had been so arrogant just now, was bending over, smiling apologetically, accompanying the Zheng family father and son like a grandson. Behind them, the vulture, who had just woken up from a coma, followed them humbly, regardless of the pain, and apologized all the way, as if it was Zheng Jingzhe who was beaten instead of him.
"What's going on?" The father and son of the Sun family looked at each other, full of suspicion.
Zheng Jingzhe came over with a swagger and said to Sun Yunqing in a taunting tone, "Sun Yunqing, it seems that your wishful thinking has not worked out again."
Sun Yunqing suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "Black Panther, these two people are disturbing the order. I want to complain. As the person in charge of the club, why don't you deal with them?"
Black Panther said in embarrassment: "This..."
Zheng Jingzhe grinned, took out the membership card that Black Panther had just given him, and waved it in front of Sun Yunqing: "Sun Yunqing, I am also a member, and it seems that my level is higher than yours."
Sun Yunqing was stunned to see a transparent membership card carved from crystal in Zheng Jingzhe's hand, with a small diamond inlaid on it. This kind of membership card is the top status symbol of the Juxian Pavilion Club. It is said that the annual fee for each card is as high as 100,000 US dollars. Even if Sun Yunqing is famous in the martial arts world, he can't afford it. Now Zheng Jingzhe, a country bumpkin dressed in rustic clothes and covered in soup, actually has one, and Sun Yunqing was choked and speechless.
Seeing Zheng's father and son walk out of the door and be personally escorted to the car by Black Panther, Sun Yunqing angrily asked Vulture: "What on earth happened? Are they all connected?"
Vulture said unhappily, "It's not necessarily that he has all the power, but that young man knows our boss's daughter. Who dares not to listen to the young lady's words?"
"My tone..." Sun Yunqing was furious.
The vulture rolled his eyes and whispered, "Master Sun, I can't swallow this either. I think we should join forces to give that guy a beating."
"How to clean up?" Sun Yunqing was delighted.
"I know a few people from the Black Star Company. They are gangster bosses in Jinghai City. If they stomp their feet, the whole city will tremble. No one can escape if we ask them for help." Vulture said very confidently.
"Okay." Sun Yunqing had also heard of the great reputation of Black Star Company, and immediately began to conspire and negotiate with Vulture.
"Haha, son, did you see Sun Yunqing's old face just now? That expression, wow, it was so cool." Walking on the hazy street at night, Zheng Jingzhe held the wine bottle that Zheng Yubai had helped him protect in one hand, and took a sip of wine from time to time, feeling very proud.
Zheng Yubai scratched his head, thinking that you are quite straightforward, but the grudge against the Sun family seems to be dead, and there is no room for easing. Sun Yunqing is also a petty person, and after what happened, I am afraid that he will not retreat, but will secretly hate.
You must not have the intention to harm others, but if someone comes to attack, Zheng Yubai will not hesitate. He followed his father all the way, thinking about the grudges with the Sun family. Just as he turned a corner and came to a secluded street, a van drove towards him. The bright headlights shone on the faces of the father and son, with a full sense of provocation.
"Damn, do you know how to drive?" Zheng Jingzhe cursed. He had an impulsive temper to begin with, and after drinking a little, he was full of foul language.
The van seemed to have heard what Zheng Jingzhe said. When passing by the two men, it braked suddenly. The door opened and seven or eight men holding machetes and sticks jumped out, forming a semicircle. At the street corner behind them, a van also turned the corner and seven or eight burly men jumped out of the van. It looked like a premeditated ambush.
"Who are you?" Zheng Yubai thought these people looked familiar. Just as he was about to ask for details, he heard someone in the crowd say, "It's them! Beat them to death!"
The crowd swarmed over, their machetes flashing brightly and their sticks whistling as they attacked the Zheng father and son.
Zheng Jingzhe chuckled: "It's good that you came. I'm bored drinking this wine, so you guys are just the right snacks for me." As he spoke, he began to perform the dragon-shaped bone-searching footwork, and slipped into the gap between the dense forest of knives and sticks like a shadow. He held the wine bottle to his lips and took a sip, then raised the other hand and fired five lightning-fast punches.
Following the fist shadow, the five big men who rushed over first fell down with a cry, and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground with a ping-pong sound. They either had their wrists broken or were hit in the abdomen and vomited continuously.
That was not all. Before the others could react, Zheng Jingzhe continued to charge forward without stopping. Wherever his figure went, there were only bursts of screams. In less than a moment, a bunch of unlucky people were lying on the ground groaning. Only a shiny bald head was left standing there, staring at Zheng Jingzhe as if he had seen a ghost, his legs shaking, unable to escape.
"Just a few people want to cause trouble for me?" Zheng Jingzhe happily took another sip of wine.
The bald guy was the unwilling vulture. He originally wanted to bring people to take revenge, but he didn't expect Zheng Jingzhe to be so powerful. At this moment, he was so scared that he almost lost control of his bowels and bladder. If reinforcements hadn't arrived soon, he would have kneeled down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
"You... don't touch me... Do you know what my brother does?" Seeing Zheng Jingzhe approaching step by step, Vulture said in horror.
"What is it for?" Zheng Jingzhe asked disdainfully.
“Yes... yes... they are coming! Haha, you are dead.” The vulture suddenly shouted, and as he shouted, two more vans came speeding over and stopped aside.
A group of people rushed out of the van, still armed with machetes and sticks, and swarmed over. Judging from their posture, they were obviously much more professional than the group that was knocked down.
"Brother Heipi, Brother Shanmao, Brother Donggua, you are finally here. It was these two bastards who were against me, and they also injured more than a dozen of our brothers." Vulture rushed to them as if he had seen a savior, and cried loudly.
The three leaders of the group were a little drunk. When they heard what Vulture said, they immediately shouted, "Who is this reckless guy who went against our Black Star Company and injured our people? Pay the one million medical expenses."
"Do you want to pay so much?" Seeing his father about to take action, Zheng Yubai grabbed him and walked forward with a smile on his face, "I think I should just buy you a drink."
"Yu Bai!" The three dark-skinned men who were in the lead rubbed their eyes, confirmed that the person in front of them was Zheng Yu Bai, and immediately surrounded him enthusiastically.
"Brother, I heard that you just won the championship of the martial arts conference. Why did you come here? What's going on?" Hei Pi hugged Zheng Yubai's shoulders enthusiastically, as if he had met his own brother.
"You ask him..." Zheng Yubai pointed at Vulture. This guy was so scared that he didn't understand who Zheng Yubai was, why he was so familiar with the eldest daughter of the Ding family, and even the brothers of several big bosses of the Black Star Company...
"If he dares to touch my brother, I will beat him every time I see him next time." Heipi ordered someone to deal with Vulture and said angrily.
"Who are these people? Your friends?" Zheng Jingzhe asked doubtfully. Seeing his son being so friendly and close to this group of ferocious-looking thugs with the word "gangster" written on their faces, as a father, of course he had some doubts.
“Uh… they are all friends of friends.” Zheng Yubai didn’t dare to say that he was also a member of the Black Star Company, otherwise his father, who was a pioneer in the anti-black movement in Jinghai back then, would probably go berserk on the spot and maybe beat him into a pulp.
The three black-skinned people were all smart people, and they knew what Zheng Yubai was thinking. They immediately pretended to be serious, came over to greet Zheng Jingzhe, and then praised Zheng Yubai's performance in the martial arts conference, and attributed the main credit to the genes of the Zheng family and Zheng Jingzhe's teaching. Zheng Jingzhe was a typical person who would not take hard words, and he was so flattered that he forgot all the questions he wanted to question his son.
After exchanging a few pleasantries with Heipi and the other two, Zheng Yubai wanted to pay for the medical expenses, but they refused desperately. According to Heipi, "The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the family members did not recognize each other. This is because the younger ones are blind. Let's teach them a lesson."
Zheng Yubai felt a little embarrassed, so he made an appointment with them to go out for a drink in two days, and then he sent Zheng Jingzhe back to his aunt's house.
When they returned to their aunt's house, they naturally talked about the competition first, and then talked about Sun Yunqing setting up the Hongmen Banquet. When Zheng Shuangjiang heard this, he immediately slammed the table.
"Sun Yunqing is going too far. We should not pursue what happened more than ten years ago, but he actually attacked us in public. Does he really want to bully us, the Zheng family?"
Seeing his aunt getting angry, Zheng Yubai hurriedly said, "Aunt, don't be angry. They have learned their lesson this time, and they probably won't cause us any trouble again. Besides, our family doesn't make a living from martial arts anymore, so even if they cause trouble, they can't find us."
"That's what I said, but I can't stand being bullied." Zheng Shuangjiang said angrily.
Zheng Yubai glanced at his uncle. The two mild-tempered men had nothing to say when faced with this pair of bad-tempered siblings.
After finally getting out, Zheng Yubai walked on the cool streets at night and finally felt relaxed.
New Year’s Day had just passed, and there was still a lot of snow on the streets of Jinghai, especially the roofs on both sides of the street were all white, making the night scene even more elegant and pure.
Zheng Yubai walked alone on the street, holding his hands behind his head, not afraid of the wind that blew from time to time in the cold winter night. If you don't even have the basic skills to resist the cold, what's the point of practicing martial arts
Many things have come to an end recently. The chaotic life in the past few days made Zheng Yubai a little overwhelmed. Now that things have settled down a little, Zheng Yubai also plans to find another house to rent.
After finishing the bet with Gao Fei, if he is still alive, he can start a new life. Thinking that there is only one last obstacle left, Zheng Yubai felt happy.
At this moment, a feeling of danger approached quietly, and Zheng Yubai stopped. The deserted street was empty, with only the elongated shadows under the street lights dragging lonely on the ground, which looked a little weird.
"Who is this friend? Why don't you show up?" Zheng Yubai concentrated and calmed himself, secretly preparing for a battle.
A figure slowly emerged from the pitch-black night. He slowly approached and said, "Zheng Yubai, I want to discuss a deal with you."
"You are..." Zheng Yubai looked at him carefully and thought that the man's figure looked familiar. Then he looked at his baggy casual clothes and suddenly remembered that he was E, one of the twenty-six killers hired by Yao Qian.
E was still in that lazy state, his eyes narrowed into a slit, as if he was very sleepy. But to Zheng Yubai, he felt like a dozing tiger, who knew when he would wake up and show his man-eating fangs.
"What business?" Zheng Yubai asked. Counting the Twenty-Six Killers, five of them, K, V, X, Y, and Z, had been killed by him. Both sides had an irreconcilable hatred. What kind of business could there be
E said: "Let me tell you straight, Killer 26 is the top one in the Asian Killer Alliance. You killed five of us, and we must avenge you. But they are all dead, and we are not sure if we can fight you, not to mention Yao Qian is dead, and no one is willing to pay to buy your life. No matter how you look at it, this is a losing deal that will give us a headache..."
"What do you mean?" Zheng Yubai asked.
"What I mean is, let's make a deal that gets the best of both worlds. You join our organization, and all previous hatreds are written off. What do you think?" (To be continued)