Han Bridge Street, under the cold, quiet night sky, a group of Ghost Fire youngsters gathered.
Inside the white rcedes G-Class, Zhuang Jianhui looked at the arrogant young man outside the car window. The other party was holding a steel pipe, leisurely tapping the glass; at that mont, Zhuang Jianhui’s arm inexplicably ached.
Zhuang Jianhui lowered the car window, his handso face showed a sincere apology: "Buddy, I’m sorry, we didn’t see the road clearly just now."
After he finished speaking, Wei Zishan quickly shouted: "Brother Hui, you?"
She could hardly believe that this scene was happening in reality.
If he had ignored it, it would have been better, but Zhuang Jianhui surprisingly capitulated, which sowhat exceeded Wei Zishan’s expectations.
Compared to the Zhuang Jianhui who was sharp and unyielding at the An City Governnt Office when he was young, this him now seed too easygoing.
Actually capitulating to a small-ti hooligan...
The short and stout young man inside the car was excessively young and very handso, he was also taken aback, and then, the young man’s mouth twitched with a smug smile, thinking, "Such a big shot actually capitulates to ?"
He felt grand inside, giving a cocky admonishnt: "Haha, next ti be more careful, don’t honk randomly!"
Zhuang Jianhui: "Yes, yes, yes."
Seeing that they dared not resist, the young man felt bored and added: "If you et soone less temperantal, they’ll smash your car. Rember, I’m teaching you how to deal with people."
After saying this, the short and stout young man picked up the steel pipe and swaggered away.
"What the...," Wei Zishan felt humiliated, she reached out intending to point at the young man.
But was held by Zhuang Jianhui, she turned her face and saw Zhuang Jianhui gently shaking his head at her.
In the back seat, Yuan Lin, dressed in top brand attire, said: "Zishan, let it go."
Wei Zishan cursed, afraid to turn the steering wheel and muttered: "Damn it, really want to ram them to death."
In the back, Lin Zida was enduring such mockery, yet he smiled, saying: "Zishan, if we had clashed with them just now, what would have been the outco?"
His gaze passed through the front windshield, ahead were gathered seven or eight scooters and a dozen youngsters.
Lin Zida said: "There are too many of them, and they’re quite young, holding weapons too. If a fight breaks out, it’s very risky, injuries, disfigurent, disability or even getting beaten to death, all possible, it’s not worth it."
"Capitulating now, at most being mocked for a few words, no big deal."
Wei Zishan gradually cald down after listening, she asked: "Uncle Zhuang has been in Yuzhou for over a year, how did things turn out like this?"
Yuan Lin leaned back in the seat: "This kind of garbage will still be around even after ten years."
Wei Zishan thought back to the arrogant young man just now, still pissed: "I still feel annoyed, later let Uncle Zhuang arrest him, I must beat him to death!"
Zhuang Jianhui said: "Sure."
Although Lin Zida acted generously, advising Wei Zishan not to be impulsive, he was also a youngster, a player who loved various console gas, being mocked by a bunch of nobody’s, he was of course very annoyed.
He suggested: "Let’s arrest them all, separately investigate their cris, these types definitely haven’t done little bad things, enough to get locked up for a few years."
This kind of socially marginalized youngster, already lacking any talent, add a criminal record, their lives destined to never turn around.
Zhuang Jianhui: "Alright."
"Shall we reverse and detour then?" Yuan Lin asked, tonight they ca to taste Yuzhou’s local delicacies, only to have their mood spoiled.
The side window reflected Zhuang Jianhui’s profile, he looked at the people surrounded by the Ghost Fire youngsters, saying: "No rush, let’s watch the fun for a bit."
...
Yan Tianpeng and Zhang Chi were called over as reinforcents, ending up encircled.
In the chilly winter, a provocative girl in a leopard print short skirt paired with flesh-colored tights, swaggered step by step in front of Lu Qiqi, arrogantly saying: "Bitch, did you call them?"
Looking at the two people Lu Qiqi called, the leopard print girl almost burst out laughing.
Faced with the taunts of the little delinquent girl, Yan Tianpeng didn’t retaliate, he was stocky and dominant, but many hooligans carried knives, if a real fight broke out, getting stabbed here and there, no matter how strong you are, the risks were too high!
The key is there’s no benefit in fighting, even in gas you have to fight at resource points!
In real life, fighting, if injured, who covers dical expenses?
Yan Tianpeng understood risk avoidance well, he grinned, offering a cigarette: "Sis, this is a misunderstanding, really a misunderstanding!"
"You agree, right, Qiqi?" Yan Tianpeng signaled her.
Lu Qiqi was clever, when she found the mistress earlier, the other woman cursed right in her face, although she was furious, she didn’t act, instead, the hot-tempered Yu Wen was the first to react, ending up getting hit.
Lu Qiqi promptly squeezed out a smile: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"
The leopard print girl seed to hear sothing funny, she laughed exaggeratedly: "Bitch, rotten crotch thing, weren’t you so arrogant on QQ?"
The Ghost Fire youngster next to them slapped Yan Tianpeng’s cigarette to the ground, mockingly: "You think a cigarette is going to make it up to us? You need to clarify the situation!"
Under such conflict, Yan Tianpeng’s humility not only didn’t earn forgiveness, it made them feel he was weak, even more unwilling to let them go.
Such awkwardness ensued.
Yan Tianpeng remained calm, taking out a whole pack of cigarettes, saying: "Brothers, where do you mix, know Mr. Wang from Shuiyunjian club?"
He began displaying his ’socialite’ network: "Brothers, really a misunderstanding, once resolved, I’ll head over to Shuiyunjian, have Mr. Wang arrange so masseuses, whatever ’Gently Relaxing Format 9295’, let everyone have fun!"
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