When Qi Ming and Hu Jun appeared in the hall, Zhu Gui stood up as if facing a formidable enemy, his eyes wide open.
"Who exactly are you people?" How did Qian Sijiu and Su Zan come to know these people?
In his memory, although the two men had the shrewdness of businessmen, they were really no match for other businessmen in the Guangshi business circle. Moreover, he had investigated the backgrounds of the people in the business circle very thoroughly. These two businessmen from small cities had started from scratch and had only achieved modest success in their years of business. They could not be considered any potential stocks.
Moreover, both of them are timid, stingy with money, and unwilling to spend too much on cultivating relationships, which brings more limitations to their development.
At a glance, it was clear that these people were not the kind of people the two of them would associate with.
Leaving aside the two tall men who came up later, even the short, stocky guy had an extraordinary presence. His composure and confidence in every move and word emanated from his very bones, making him someone not to be underestimated.
Although Yuan Zhuan's solo appearance made Zhu Gui somewhat wary, the support behind him made him feel unconcerned. However, when the two people who came up behind him, and their attitude of clearly following Yuan Zhuan's lead, made Zhu Gui's otherwise calm heart hang in suspense.
The villain dies from talking too much.
So, Zhu Gui only felt a blur before his eyes and a chill on his neck before his breath was stopped. He didn't even see how the tall, handsome man walked over.
His face, red from being pinched, bulged out with his eyes, and he managed to utter each word with difficulty, "Who...who exactly are you?"
"What's it to you?" Hu Jun raised his hand, and the person in his hand smashed down the heavy mahogany armchair like a sandbag. Zhu Gui's lumbar spine hit the hard armrest, and the crack was accompanied by a scream, which sounded particularly terrible.
Qi Ming glanced at Zhu Gui, who was lying on the ground, his crotch wet and howling in pain. "Boss, should we just get rid of him?" This guy has taken a lot of lives; he doesn't deserve to die.
“It’s not right for him to die at our hands.” Yuan Zhuan shook his head. “Give me the phone.”
Since Zhu Gui has already called for reinforcements, if she leaves now, the Qian and Su families will surely be doomed.
If you're going to do a good deed, do it all the way through; any potential problems should be resolved properly.
Hu Jun picked at his ear, then stepped forward and crushed Zhu Gui's two ankles. Zhu Gui's pig-like screams instantly rose in pitch, but quickly became hoarse.
"Gag him, he's too noisy," Qi Ming reminded him irritably.
Hu Jun did as instructed, and there was a sofa curtain readily available on the stool.
Beiyu.
Pei Jun had just gotten home from get off work and had barely washed his hands when the phone rang in the living room.
Pei Jun frowned and walked over in confusion, "Hello?"
"It's me." A familiar voice came from the receiver.
Pei Jun was stunned for a moment, then his serious expression melted away like snow melting on a mountain, turning into a big laugh, "Little Master!"
I only found out in a meeting today that the military has partnered with the Little Master. I was just on my way home from get off work, racking my brains about how to shamelessly ask the Little Master for some talismans, but I never expected that the Little Master would be so amazing as to deliver them to my door.
Yuan Zhuan was somewhat amused and exasperated by Pei Jun's unusual enthusiasm, but since the occasion was inappropriate, he didn't intend to say anything more.
He briefly explained what had happened in Guangshi, "I've already beaten Zhu Gui and obtained the video evidence, but if we go through the procedures here, it will probably come to nothing. So, I'd really appreciate it if you could help me think of a solution."
After hearing Yuan Zhuan's meaning, Pei Jun felt a second of sympathy for Zhu Gui. "He who stands by the river will eventually get wet," he thought. "He's kicked a hornet's nest this time."
"I'll give you a phone number. Just contact me and say you're my friend."
As Yuan Zhuan memorized the phone number, he also promised to send out three peace charms.
Zhu Guiyao's men arrived very quickly.
In the time it took to make a phone call, Hu Jun saw a group of people carrying iron bars swaggering into the lobby downstairs. The commercial vehicle outside was now just scrap metal, and four thugs were excitedly jumping and smashing things on the roof.
"Tsk...giving the Fu family a new car would be fine too." Hu Jun grinned, showing his white teeth, and stretched his arms and legs, waiting for 'reinforcements' to arrive.
As Hu Jun looked down, the tattooed man surrounded by the thugs looked up at him.
Those upturned, sharp eyes, with spiderweb-like bloodshot streaks in the whites and cloudy pupils, clearly showed he had just come out of a life of debauchery.
Their eyes met, and sparks flew between them.
Hu Jun's gaze fell on the burly man's bare genitals, and he smiled coldly, extending his index finger and beckoning.
The next second, the tattooed man rushed towards the stairs.
Hu Jun: ...
So easily teased?
After watching the entire wrist movement exercise, I was speechless. Time to get started!
Hearing the increasingly impatient footsteps on the stairs, Yuan Zhuan grabbed Zhu Gui and hid in a corner, stuffing Zhu Gui under the stool.
The thugs who rushed up didn't even look at anyone; they just started hitting people with sticks, smashing and destroying things haphazardly with brute force.
Tsk...
The sounds of fists pounding flesh, the heavy thud of clubs striking bone and muscle, screams of agony, the thud of someone collapsing unconscious onto the carpet, the chaotic footsteps... tsk tsk...
It's complete chaos.
Zhu Gui lay under the stool in an awkward position, so he could only watch his brothers' men being beaten to the ground one by one, their eyes bloodshot, whimpering incessantly.
The entire match lasted less than eight minutes from start to finish.
Yuan Zhuan glanced at his watch. "Isn't the speed a bit slow?"
"Boss, we'll work harder to improve so that we can finish in three minutes next time we encounter such live events."
Zhu Dahai: ...
Zhu Gui: ...
What a bizarre live event!
The lazy baritone voice uttered words that were infuriating, and the man who replied could also be infuriating.
Curled up on the ground, those who were still conscious were furious and wanted to get up and continue, but their whole bodies were aching, even between their bones, and their weak legs were not strong enough to support them to stand up.
Zhu Dahai and Zhu Gui are from the same clan, several generations apart. Zhu Dahai was brought out by Zhu Gui and followed him around. Later, he joined a gang and, with Zhu Gui's support, he is now a gang leader.
I just got a call from Zhu Gui, and I excitedly brought all my brothers with me. I only left a few weaklings at the headquarters to guard the place, and brought all the slightly stronger ones to support my boss. Who knew that the opponent was too strong? I didn't manage to hold the fort, and I even lost five or six teeth.
"Drafting the document, who drafted the document on paper?" Spitting out blood, Zhu Dahai endured the excruciating pain in his chest as he sat up straight, panting heavily. How could just two people be so skilled in martial arts?!
"Yuan's security, remember this! You're welcome to seek revenge!" Qi Ming bowed and slapped Zhu Dahai hard across the face, his smile incredibly handsome.
As the one who was slapped in the face, Zhu Dahai almost fell down again from the slaps. His body tilted to one side, but he tried his best to sit up straight and not fall down.
Waaaaah... Damn it, his hands are so dirty, my face hurts...
What the hell is Yuan's security?
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