After returning to his home in Linjiang Town, Zuo Yi casually made some food for dinner.
Lying on the chair in the small courtyard, he looked up at the sky and watched the night slowly descend. Looking at the stars, his heart was filled with joy and peace.
Recalling the bits and pieces of meeting Bao'er again today, Zuo Yi couldn't help but smile.
He seemed to see the beauty of the whole world in this little girl!
So good.
However, the roar of a motorcycle engine suddenly came from outside, making Zuo Yi's mood instantly turn bad!
Is there no end to it?!
Even with Zuo Yi's deep self-restraint, he couldn't help but feel angry.
The night before, he had just sent away a group of Ghostfire hooligans who wanted to break into his old house to cause trouble. Now, there were a few more uninvited guests tonight. Did they really think that he wouldn't dare to be ruthless?
As a Paladin who believed in the eight great virtues, Zuo Yi belonged to the lawful good camp. However, his kindness and compassion would never be bestowed upon the evil people who destroyed the order. Enemies of the camp!
Putting down the half-eaten meat skewer, Zuo Yi suddenly stood up and strode to the courtyard door. He reached out and opened the door.
Three motorcycles stopped in front of his door. A man in a thin black jacket stepped down and happened to meet Zuo Yi's eyes.
Zuo Yi's eyes flashed and the hidden killing intent in the depths of his eyes disappeared.
It was an acquaintance.
The man in the black jacket was about 30 years old. He had a thin body and high cheekbones. He had a crew cut and a deep look in his eyes. There was a long scar on his left cheek, giving people a feeling of ruthlessness.
He walked straight to Zuo Yi and said in a deep voice, "I heard that you came back yesterday. I came to see you."
Zuo Yi nodded and asked, "When did you come out?"
The man's name was Ding Xu, a local of Linjiang Town. He was two years older than Zuo Yi.
When Zuo Yi's mother was teaching in Linjiang Middle School, Ding Xu was one of her students. He was also a troublemaker.
Ding Xu's background was very unfortunate. His mother passed away when he was very young, and his father was a gambling addict and a drunkard. Whenever he lost a bet outside and got drunk, he would come home and beat him.
Growing up in such an environment made Ding Xu's character very extreme. When he was in junior high school, he mingled with the gangsters in town and did everything from fighting to extortion. Because he was ruthless and dared to risk his life, he eventually became a tyrant in Linjiang Town.
However, Ding Xu, who did not have any powerful background, soon fell. Because he was involved in an assault case, he was arrested and sentenced to seven years in prison. When Zuo Yi transmigrated, he was still in prison.
"I came out two years ago."
Ding Xu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Zuo Yi. "I'm hanging out with someone in the city now."
Zuo Yi didn't refuse. He took it and looked at it. "You've already gotten Imperial City. Looks like you're doing well."
He didn't mean to tease him.
Imperial City cigarettes were the most famous domestic cigarettes, and they were also quite expensive. Ordinary people would only put a few boxes of them on the table at weddings and funerals. Anyone who smoked Imperial City cigarettes daily was undoubtedly a rich and prestigious person.
Of course, there were also people who puffed themselves up at their own cost, but Ding Xu was obviously not one of them.
Ding Xu helped Zuo Yi light a cigarette and lit one for himself. He took a deep drag and said, "I'm just a dog who blindly follows people's orders. But at least I have a backer. When people beat the dog, they will consider the owner's face."
He made light of the fact that he was comparing himself to a dog.
Zuo Yi knew that he was sentenced to seven years because of someone's betrayal — a gangster without a backer was just a gangster.
Ding Xu continued, "After I came out, you weren't in Linjiang. I told Tie Tou and the others in town to keep their underlings away from your house. That skinny monkey just came back and didn't know any better. I've already told people to teach them a lesson."
Zuo Yi finally understood that it wasn't just a matter of luck that his house was safe and sound after he left for three years. More importantly, it was because Ding Xu said so. Otherwise, he would have seen a ruined house when he came back.
"Thanks!"
He said, "Come in and have a seat."
"No need. I'll go back after a few more words. I have something to do tonight."
Ding Xu waved his hand. "You don't have to thank me. Ms. Zuo treated me very well. I can't let others ruin her house."
After a pause, he continued, "To be honest, I have to thank you for helping me take care of that old bastard's funeral."
The "old bastard" Ding Xu was talking about was his gambling addict father.
He was undoubtedly a detestable and pitiful person. Originally, when Ding Xu's mother was still alive, she was actually very normal. Later, she became a scum and scoundrel that everyone hated. So much so that after she died drunk in a run-down house four years ago, no one was willing to take care of her funeral.
In the end, Zuo Yi paid for the cremation and funeral expenses so that he didn't die without a burial place.
Zuo Yi did this because the Zuo family and the Ding family had some history. Ding Xu's father had never caused trouble for the Zuo family, and Zuo Yi and Ding Xu were friends.
Zuo Yi sighed and didn't know what to say.
Ding Xu had been dead for several years, but he still called his father an old bastard. However, Zuo Yi could hear the sadness hidden in his words.
Zuo Yi wouldn't persuade Ding Xu to turn over a new leaf, because his character had determined the life he had chosen.
It was useless for anyone to persuade him. For example, Zuo Yi's mother, Zuo Qingyun, had always wanted to help Ding Xu get back on the right path.
As a result, Ding Xu was sent to prison.
"It's natural for a son to pay his father's debts."
Ding Xu pointed to his motorcycle and said, "This Harley was given to me by someone. It's a legitimate product, not a smuggled one. I have another car, so I don't need it. Can I give it to you as payment?"
The debt he was talking about was naturally the funeral expenses Zuo Yi paid.
Zuo Yi didn't refuse. "Okay."
He knew that he didn't need to be polite with Ding Xu. Even if he refused now, he would leave it at home later. It was better to agree directly.
"The purchase invoice is in the glove box."
Ding Xu said, "I've talked to the police station in town. You can just take it and transfer it."
"Oh, right."
His expression became serious and he asked, "Do you know that Linjiang Town is about to be demolished?"
Zuo Yi nodded. "Yes, I met Uncle Zhong yesterday. He told me and reminded me not to be fooled."
Ding Xu asked again, "What's your plan?"
"Nothing."
Zuo Yi said lightly, "I won't sell any land. They can demolish it. Just don't bother me."
"I'm afraid it's not that simple …"
Ding Xu said, "It's said that a new city is going to be built here. The market is worth hundreds of billions. They have a great background. Even my boss's boss is not qualified to touch it. How can they let go of your land?"
When the Zuo family bought land and built a house in Linjiang Town 100 years ago, they spent a lot of money to ask a master to check the Feng Shui.
The house circled by the master was said to be on the head of a hidden dragon in Linjiang. The hidden dragon soared to the sky in the abyss. It was a real treasure land.
This had been circulating in Linjiang Town for a long time. Almost all the older generation knew about it.
Although science and technology were prosperous now, the theory of Feng Shui was still popular. It was even put as a subject in the classroom.
If Linjiang Town was demolished, the Zuo family's treasure land would not be ignored. In terms of location, it was also very valuable.
Ding Xu was reminding Zuo Yi that he could not resist the covetous eyes of others.
However, Zuo Yi just smiled. "When have you ever been afraid of me?"
What a domineering answer!
Ding Xu was speechless.
Zuo Yi was indeed fearless, but he had made it very clear that the other party's strength was not comparable to his.
It was normal for ants not to be afraid of elephants because they could not imagine the size of the latter.
He just hoped that Zuo Yi could recognize the reality.
"Then you're on your own."
Ding Xu was not interested in persuading him. He said, "Call me if you encounter any difficulties. Don't try to be brave."
Zuo Yi said, "Take care of yourself."
Ding Xu waved his hand as a form of farewell. He turned around and rode on another motorcycle, leaving with his two subordinates.
Zuo Yi watched the taillights disappear at the intersection, and then came to the Harley that already belonged to him.
This Harley was very new and probably hadn't been driven for many miles. It had the most typical American style. The two rows of thick exhaust pipes on the left and right were shiny, and even the night couldn't cover them. It was very eye-catching.
The license plate was not on the car. Zuo Yi found the purchase receipt and information in the car's storage box, as well as Ding Xu's business card.
Ding Xu's title was printed on it — General Manager of Golden Resplendence Entertainment.
Below it were Ding Xu's mobile phone number and WeChat ID.
Zuo Yi stuffed the business card into his trouser pocket and sat on the Harley.
Zuo Yi used to have an off-road vehicle, but later sold it. In fact, he liked motorcycles very much and had even taken the driver's license.
As for this Harley, it was the first motorcycle that he actually owned.
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