I took out a switchblade, put it against his neck, and said viciously, "Tell me, who sent you?"
The man trembled and said, "Zhao Tiequan!"
I sighed, exchanged glances with Ye Zhan, and let the man go. We returned to the billiard room, the stench was still lingering, several waiters were cleaning with frowns on their faces, and the customers naturally left. The boss came over with a frown on his face: "Brother Hao, if you keep doing this every day, you can't do business anymore." I said: "Just bear with it, I'll take care of it."
That night, we found Zhao Hongjun again and explained the situation to him.
"Okay, Hao, don't worry, I will tell my dad. What he did was not right, he must listen to me."
Ye Zhan and I were relieved. The next day, Zhao Hongjun found me and said, "Brother Hao, I asked my dad, and he said he didn't do it. He didn't have to lie to me. I don't think he did it."
Ye Zhan and I looked at each other and knew that this was a big deal. If it wasn't done by Zhao Tiequan, then it meant someone else, and this person was hiding in the dark, and we didn't even know who he was. I said to Zhao Hongjun, "Can I see your dad?"
At noon that day, we arrived at Zhao Hongjun's home. To my surprise, Zhao Hongjun's home was not luxurious, and looked very poor. It was a very ordinary farmhouse, with red bricks and green tiles, and a two-story building. There was a sound of shouting in the yard. Zhao Hongjun pushed open the door carelessly, and what came into view was a huge yard. In the middle of the yard stood dozens of men, all dressed like martial artists, looking like ancient people, waving their fists and feet in unison, and it really felt like a martial arts family.
Zhao Tiequan stood at the front of the crowd, head held high, with an imposing manner, and shouted with full energy: "Poke a point with your fingers, hit a region with your fists, punch like an arrow, kick like lightning. Knowing a thousand moves is not as good as mastering one move, do you know that?"
The people below shouted, "I know!" They were all sweating profusely, and I felt as if I had returned to ancient times.
"Dad!" Zhao Hongjun yelled, and ran through the crowd. Ye Zhan and I followed behind him, and hurried over. Walking through the crowd of people practicing martial arts made me feel a little excited. When I came to Zhao Tiequan, I stretched out my hand and said, "Brother Zhao, how are you?" Zhao Hongjun was not happy: "You call my dad brother, so I have to call you uncle?" Zhao Tiequan laughed and said, "Wang Hao is of the same generation as me, you really have to call him uncle." Zhao Hongjun was speechless.
Zhao Tiequan led us into the guest room, where martial arts props were placed everywhere, with a sandbag hanging in the middle and weapons placed around. After we sat down, Zhao Tiequan poured us some water. After pouring the water, Zhao Tiequan put down the teapot and his face suddenly changed color: "You dare to come to me?" I was shocked and said, "Brother Zhao, it was a misunderstanding last time." Zhao Hongjun also said, "That's right, Dad, I told you, Brother Hao and I are friends now."
Anyway, it's already chaos, so let's just do it. Zhao Tiequan looked at his son, then looked at me, and said, "Tell me, what do you want from me?" I said, "The Red Army should have told you that our Black Tiger Gang has been harassed these days." Zhao Tiequan snorted, "I told you it wasn't me, don't you believe me?" I said, "Of course I believe it. But last time we caught someone who was deliberately making trouble, he said you sent him." Zhao Tiequan's eyebrows trembled, and then frowned.
"Now do you understand?" I said, "Someone took this opportunity to deliberately sow discord between us and stir up a war between us. After thinking about it, I really didn't offend anyone, so I came to ask you."
Zhao Tiequan held the cup in his hand, his eyebrows knitted together. With a "pop", the cup broke, and the tea flowed down his fingers onto the table.
"Black Yama!" Zhao Tiequan shouted out the name, his teeth clenched tightly together, enough to show his anger.
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