Xu Qingyi didn't waste any time and led Gangzi directly upstairs to the second floor.
Ahead of the two, Zhao the Cripple's second-in-command was leading the way for them.
As soon as they entered the private room, Zhao the Cripple was already sitting on the sofa waiting. When he saw Xu Qingyi and Gangzi appear, he hurriedly stood up with a smile to greet them.
"Xiao Xu, Gangzi, you're here."
"Please sit down, please sit down."
"They'll be here in a bit."
Xu Qingyi smiled. This time, he was much more tactful when facing Zhao the Cripple, and he wasn't as aggressive as before.
"Old Zhao, what's wrong with you?"
"Want one?"
"After I'm done with this, I'll treat you to tea, and then we'll have dinner and take a nice bath tonight."
Zhao the Cripple smiled and exchanged a few polite words before accepting Xu Qingyi's invitation.
Xu Qingyi understands these things very well.
The reason we were serious last time was to let Zhao the Cripple know that this matter was very serious.
This tactful move made Zhao the Cripple understand that they were still friends, and that it was about the issue, not the person.
The three chatted in the private room for a while, and soon footsteps echoed down the corridor.
Following the sound of footsteps, Wang Pizi appeared in front of the three people, following behind Wang Guang.
Zhao the Cripple glanced at the two men standing at the door like lackeys and asked them coldly.
"Wang Guang, is this your father? Wang the Scoundrel?"
Wang Pizi was also flattered; he never expected that such a big shot as Zhao the Cripple would know him.
Wang the Scoundrel kept forcing a smile.
"Hello, Brother Zhao. Hello, Brother Zhao."
Wang Guang had been following Zhao the Cripple for several years. Although their relationship wasn't quite that of brothers, he was at least one of Zhao the Cripple's henchmen, responsible for keeping watch over the place.
Wang Guang nodded respectfully.
"Yes, this is my dad."
After hearing this, Zhao the Cripple just nodded silently and ignored the two of them. Instead, he turned to look at Xu Qingyi and Gangzi.
"Xiao Xu, Gangzi."
"I've brought the person to you."
"What do you think we should do?"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of Wang Pizi and his son changed drastically.
deal with?
What kind of processing?
Before they could even react, they were pinned down on a table in the karaoke bar.
Wang Guang flew into a rage and started cursing at the people behind him.
What are you doing!
"Fuck you!"
Do you want to die?
Wang the Scoundrel was so frightened that he could only keep forcing a smile at Zhao the Cripple.
"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao."
What are you doing?
"Brother Zhao, we didn't do anything to you, did we?"
Zhao the Cripple glanced at the two of them, still waiting for Xu Qingyi and Gangzi to speak.
However, Wang Guang, who was standing next to him, could no longer suppress his anger and started swearing at the people around him.
Xu Qingyi frowned when she saw Wang Guang's extremely violent appearance.
He had seen too many people like this before; they were the type who would hold a grudge and seek revenge.
I don't know if Zhao the Cripple noticed it.
Zhao the Cripple grabbed a beer bottle full of beer from the table and smashed it down on the back of Wang Guang's head.
Immediately, crumbs and liquor splattered everywhere. Zhao the Cripple stood by the table, glaring fiercely at Wang Guang, and his words became increasingly heated.
"Damn it, be quiet!"
"I'm talking business with someone!"
"If you want to die, just say so!"
"I can kill you right now!"
After that bottle was smashed down, Wang the Scoundrel was dumbfounded.
He had never seen anything like this before; his fierce son, who was usually so tough outside, was suddenly pinned down and had his head cracked open.
What shocked him most was that Wang Guang became a completely docile lamb in front of Zhao the Cripple.
Wang Guangren was also bewildered.
He didn't expect Zhao the Cripple to actually smash it.
Recalling Zhao the Cripple's methods, Wang Guang's legs began to feel weak.
He enjoys fighting and being aggressive, but he is also afraid of dying.
"Brother Zhao, what are you doing?"
"Shut your dog mouth. This is just a bottle. If it were Xiao Xu or Gangzi, you would be dead by now."
Zhao the Cripple scolded fiercely.
Xu Qingyi frowned upon hearing this, and her expression turned rather unpleasant.
"Zhao the Cripple, what you said is quite interesting."
"You mean I should just let it go like this?"
"Yeah?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao the Cripple dared not continue his cunning schemes.
He genuinely liked people like Wang Guang; having him around made things easier. If anything happened, he'd let this hothead handle it, and the other person would definitely be willing to do it.
But as soon as Xu Qingyi said that, Zhao the Cripple understood that they really didn't intend to let this guy go.
Compared to this hothead, protecting himself is definitely more important to Zhao the Cripple.
It's not hard to find hotheads, especially in villages; you can find them everywhere.
Wang Pizi finally realized that the people who could really make decisions now were not Zhao the Cripple, but the two young men sitting next to him.
Gangzi just stared coldly at Zhao the Cripple.
Don't be fooled by the fact that he helped Lin Yifeng halfway through his journey. The situation in his village is no different from that of Zhao the Cripple. It's just that they keep to themselves and don't usually have much trouble.
If he really got ruthless, Gangzi could be even more ruthless than Xu Qingyi.
"Qingyi, why don't we just throw them into a brothel?"
Gangzi's words sent a chill down the spines of everyone in the room.
These days, "black kilns" are what are commonly known as mines.
Once they went there, their lives were basically over; the Taoist priests might completely disappear, and no one around them could find them.
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