Wang Zheng looked at Tiger, who was standing there dumbfounded, and said with a smile, "Tiger, take stock of the losses. I'll come back in a bit to settle the accounts."

Zhou Dasheng quickly said, "Young Master Wang...Young Master Wang, it was Hu Zi's fault to begin with. There's no need for you to compensate him. It's already good enough that he's not compensating you."

He then nudged Tiger Brother: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and apologize to Young Master Wang."

Tiger wasn't stupid either, and immediately backed down: "Young Master Wang, I was blind to your greatness today, I hope you won't take it to heart."

Wang Zheng glanced at the two men with amusement, said nothing more, and then left with the rat.

He could naturally tell that Zhou Dasheng and Tiger Brother had some connection, but that had nothing to do with him. All he wanted was to get his classmate's car back.

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Wang Zheng had left.

Tiger gave Zhou Dasheng a reproachful look and complained, "Old Zhou, you're really not being fair. You brought this guy here without even telling me beforehand. I almost got myself killed today. Tell me what's going on with this kid."

Zhou Dasheng was also unhappy: "What kind of background do you have? A huge, unbelievable background, and you don't even need to say hello?"

Can you get through on your own phone?

That rat has been to the police station a few times. I recognized him at a glance. How do you manage your subordinates? They dare to mess with anyone.

"If I hadn't come along today, even if your brother is the deputy director, it wouldn't matter!"

Then he pointed at the sledgehammer and said, "Luckily you're smart enough not to actually fight. Just pray that they didn't lose anything, otherwise, even your brother couldn't protect you if something really happened."

Tiger's expression changed instantly upon hearing this.

"Brother Zhou, you have to help me mediate. These petty thieves you're talking about aren't my men at all. This is all legitimate business, and my brother..."

Zhou Dasheng impatiently waved his hand, interrupting him.

"You don't need to explain these things to me. Go explain them to the person in question yourself. If it weren't for your brother, the bureau chief, I wouldn't be getting involved in this mess."

...

Looking at Wang Zheng, he followed them through the bar's kitchen and faintly smelled a peculiar fishy odor. However, he assumed it was just because the food at this shady place wasn't very hygienic, and since he didn't eat there anyway, he didn't pay any attention to it.

As for the people who spend money here, since they can accept such a smoky and polluted environment, they probably don't care.

When the rat, with a forced smile, opened the kitchen door, Wang Zheng saw the bicycle he had "borrowed" leaning against the wall, completely undamaged, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was found. Otherwise, if word got out that he, Young Master Wang, borrowed a classmate's car and lost it in one night, would he still be able to work at Jingnan University? Would he still have any reputation left?

Even then, Wang Zheng still felt that his reputation could be saved.

Two thugs were staking out the bicycle, seemingly watching it. They probably thought they had found a buyer when they saw the rat coming.

Just as they were about to speak, the rat rushed forward and kicked them all away, yelling, "You clueless idiots, daring to stare at our Young Master Wang's car, get lost!"

They were all from the bottom rungs of society, and they were all very clever. After getting up, they ran away without looking back.

Wang Zheng looked at the mouse and said with a smile, "Your name is Mouse? I didn't realize you were so loyal."

The mouse just nodded and smiled obsequiously, without saying a word.

Without waiting for his reply, Wang Zheng picked up his bicycle and headed back the way he came.

When he returned to the bar's lobby, he saw a crowd of people waiting to see what would happen, surrounding his sledgehammer and commenting on it. He was displeased and frowned slightly.

When Tiger saw Wang Zheng return, he immediately ordered his henchmen to drive away the onlookers. He had originally intended to return the hammer to Wang Zheng.

But after trying for a long time without success, he gave up in embarrassment.

He then walked quickly to Wang Zheng's side and led him over.

When Wang Zheng walked to the center of the stage, he casually hoisted the sledgehammer onto his shoulder with one hand, and then said to Tiger, "Well, has the money been calculated? I'll transfer it to you now."

Tiger Brother didn't dare mention money anymore; he had just used all his strength but couldn't lift the hammer even an inch.

Now Wang Zheng has demonstrated his skill and ease with him, and he is now as obedient as a kitten.

He immediately smiled and said, "Young Master Wang, what are you saying? The responsibility for today's incident lies entirely with me. That blind fool stole your things and dared to come to our store looking for a buyer. He really doesn't know what's good for him. I should apologize to you; it was my fault."

"You really don't want me to compensate you?"

"Really, no need, really no need."

"Alright then."

Wang Zheng is naturally not that principled; it's good that he doesn't have to lose money, and it even saves him some money.

Then he looked at Zhou Dasheng, who was standing silently to the side, and said with a light laugh.

"Brother Zhou, I'll leave things here to you from now on? I'll be going now?"

Zhou Dasheng's face lit up with joy, thinking that Wang Zheng probably wasn't going to pursue the matter any further. He quickly replied, "Leave it to me, leave it to me. I guarantee I'll handle it perfectly. I'm just glad you didn't lose anything."

Wang Zheng had already noticed something fishy about the two, but he didn't say anything. He was just looking for a car on his way.

As for the car thief, if Zhou Dasheng hadn't come, he could have been taught a lesson, but now, he still represents the image of the Jingnan Military Region.

What's more, Tiger is such a sensible guy.

So Wang Zheng waved his hand nonchalantly, and strode out with a hammer in one hand and a car in the other.

Tiger and Zhou Dasheng, all smiles, escorted Wang Zheng to the door. Only after he had completely disappeared into the night did they both breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as the mouse relaxed, thinking it had escaped a disaster.

With a "click," a shiny silver bracelet was fastened onto his wrist.

Then he saw Tiger, his face grim, staring intently at him. His body was surrounded by spiritual energy, and his muscles were bulging rapidly, as if he were full of explosive power, like a war god.

And at that moment, the mouse truly became a mouse, cowering to the side, trembling with fear.

"Tiger, no!"