"Stop! Who has the audacity to cause trouble on my turf?"

A fair-skinned, 1.7-meter-tall, but 200-pound fat man appeared menacingly, accompanied by a large group of suited-up followers and security guards.

Upon seeing the fat man, the staff at the shooting range immediately bowed and greeted him, "Hello, boss!"

It turns out that this fair-skinned, chubby man, who was not yet thirty, was actually Qiao Jianbin, the owner of the White Horse Club.

Qiao Jianbin is a descendant of a prominent family with impeccable revolutionary credentials!

However, this guy neither served in the military nor went into politics, and instead went into business, taking over the huge White Horse Club from his mother in recent years.

The business is thriving!

It has already become the number one club in Beijing.

On weekdays, wealthy young men and women come here like fish crossing a river, but no one has ever dared to cause trouble here.

There was no other reason than Qiao Jianbin's powerful connections.

Qiao Jianbin accompanied several uncles to play golf here, but suddenly his subordinates reported that someone was causing trouble and a fight had broken out at the shooting range.

He was furious and arrived with a large entourage and security guards.

Lu Meijia was surprised that Chen Yun and Zhao Mingrui's fight had alerted Qiao Shao. She was about to go forward and greet him.

But Zhao Mingrui took advantage of Lai Fu's distraction and forcefully pushed Lai Fu aside. He scrambled to Qiao Jianbin's side, barking excitedly like a beaten lapdog seeing its master: "Young Master Qiao, you've come at just the right time."

This guy hadn't even gotten close to Qiao Jianbin yet.

They were already stopped by Qiao Jianbin's men.

Qiao Jianbin, with his small, beady eyes, looked Zhao Mingrui up and down, but still couldn't recognize the guy with a bruised and swollen face covered in blood. He frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhao Mingrui quickly raised his head, wiped the blood off his face, and gave a fawning smile: "Young Master Qiao, it's me, Xiao Zhao, the Xiao Zhao who entrusted a top-quality white horse to your horse farm a few days ago."

Speaking of the top-quality white horse that was fostered.

Qiao Jianbin then vaguely remembered, and nodded slightly: "Oh, it's you, Xiao Zhao!"

After speaking, he pointed to the injury on Zhao Mingrui's face: "What happened here?"

Zhao Mingrui had been waiting for Qiao Jianbin to ask this question!

He immediately complained in a pitiful tone, "Young Master Qiao, I was beaten up at your place. You are the owner here, you must stand up for me!"

Seeing that Zhao Mingrui was clearly making a false accusation, Lu Meijia couldn't help but step forward and explain, "Young Master Qiao, please let me explain. Zhao Mingrui made a bet with my friend, lost and refused to pay, so my friend couldn't take it anymore and ordered his men to teach him a lesson..."

Zhao Mingrui interrupted with a cold laugh: "Young Master Qiao has said long ago that no one is allowed to fight or cause trouble in his territory, otherwise it will be considered a violation of Young Master Qiao's rules."

"Lu Meijia, I'm asking you now, did that kid surnamed Chen order his men to strike first?"

Lu Meijia panicked: "But..."

Zhao Mingrui snorted coldly: "That's enough, no need for 'buts'!"

At this point, he glared at Lu Meijia with resentment: "Not only did Chen Yun order his men to attack, but you also had your men join the fight and beat up my men!"

"So the one causing trouble at Young Master Qiao's place wasn't just that kid surnamed Chen, but also you, Lu Meijia!"

Zhao Mingrui originally wanted to pursue Lu Meijia.

But when he clashed with Chen Yun just now, Lu Meijia sided with Chen Yun and even ordered her men to join the fight and help Lai Fu.

This made Zhao Mingrui completely give up.

So now, when she complained to Young Master Qiao, she didn't hold back in accusing Lu Meijia as well.

Lu Meijia panicked and quickly said to Qiao Jianbin, "Young Master Qiao, although my friend and I started the fight, there were reasons for it..."

Qiao Jianbin said coldly, "Miss Lu, you're a regular customer here, don't you know my rules? I don't care what your reasons are, if you lay a hand on me, you're causing trouble, breaking my rules, and disrespecting me!"

Don't be fooled by the fact that Lu Meijia is the head of the Lu Group.

In front of Qiao Jianbin, who was upright and had powerful connections, he had no respect whatsoever.

She was scolded by Qiao Jianbin until her face turned red and she was covered in sweat. She didn't dare to explain anymore, for fear that if she said another word, she would provoke Qiao Jianbin's anger even more and the punishment would be more severe!

After giving Lu Meijia a cold reprimand, Qiao Jianbin asked Zhao Mingrui, "Xiao Zhao, besides Miss Lu, who else ordered their men to beat you?"

Hearing this, Zhao Mingrui got excited, pointed at Chen Yun, and shouted, "Young Master Qiao, it's this little bastard!"

Qiao Jianbin looked in the direction Zhao Mingrui pointed and then saw Chen Yun.

When he saw Chen Yun's appearance clearly, his arrogant expression froze instantly.

The next second, he rubbed his eyes and looked at Chen Yun again with disbelief, trying to figure out if he was seeing things.

He strained his tiny, beady eyes to look closely at Chen Yun's face.

Handsome face!

Slanted, sword-like eyebrows!

His narrow, almond-shaped eyes were half-open, and a faint, cold smile played at the corners of his mouth.

Boom!

Qiao Jianbin was struck dumb, so frightened that his whole body trembled and his fat jiggled three times.

My mind went blank, with only one voice echoing in my ears: My God, isn't this Mr. Chen Yun, the Northern War God who my grandfather had been talking about in private and who was about to be promoted to Grand Commander?

Others may not know Chen Yun, but Qiao Jianbin, with his impeccable political background and powerful connections, does.

Even a few years ago, at a state banquet.

Qiao Jianbin even followed his grandfather and toasted Chen Yun with a glass of wine!

Qiao Jianbin stared at Chen Yun, completely stunned. He never dreamed that Chen Yun would appear here!

Zhao Mingrui, oblivious to the change in Qiao Jianbin's expression, continued to ramble on, "Young Master Qiao, it was this kid surnamed Chen who had his bodyguard strike first!"

"My demands are simple: I can let Miss Lu off the hook, but that brat Chen Yun must pay the price. At the very least, I'll break his arms and legs..."

Snap!

Qiao Jianbin raised his hand and slapped Zhao Mingrui across the face, making Zhao Mingrui spin twice before collapsing to the ground.

Zhao Mingrui was stunned by the blow. He raised his head, covered his slapped face, and looked at Qiao Jianbin in disbelief, thinking to himself: I was hit by Young Master Qiao?

This shouldn't be happening!

Shouldn't it be that Qiao Shao, after hearing his accusations, flew into a rage, stood up for him, and went over to beat Chen Yun half to death?

Not only was Zhao Mingrui stunned.

Even Lu Meijia and the others were stunned.

What happened next was even more unexpected for everyone present.

The obese and bloated Qiao Jianbin rushed over to Chen Yun, almost running, and nervously rubbed his hands together, greeting him with a big smile: "Mr. Chen, you've returned to Beijing."