"Ah …" Zhang Xing clutched his palm in pain and jumped up and down on the spot like a monkey.
"Ah Xing, Young Master Zhang."
Sun Qi, Yang Jian, and Yuan Shuang's expressions changed. They didn't expect Zhuo Bufan to really hit him. Moreover, he was so ruthless. This wasn't the style of a normal high school student.
"Zhuo Bufan, you're courting death. How dare you hurt Young Master Zhang?" Yang Jian clenched his fist and stared at Zhuo Bufan angrily. However, he didn't dare to make a move. Just now, Zhuo Bufan's movements were as smooth as flowing water. It was obvious that he had practiced it before.
"Godfather, you have to avenge me!" Zhang Xing covered his palm. Blood dripped onto the ground. He pressed on his injured wrist to prevent more blood from flowing out.
Sun Qi frowned. His eyes were sharp. The henchmen behind him all stared at Zhuo Bufan. They stared at Sun Qi and smashed his cup to signal him to stop.
"Fine, fine, fine. You're young and arrogant. You're from the Zhuo family. I won't touch you, but someone will come and deal with you soon." Sun Qi suddenly sneered. Although Zhuo Bufan wasn't favored in the Zhuo family, he still had the surname Zhuo. He didn't dare to do anything to Zhuo Bufan. However, he had invited Zhang Ming over today. If he didn't help, Zhang Ming definitely wouldn't let Zhuo Bufan go.
Zhuo Bufan stood up and drank the wine in one gulp. At this moment, the entire open-air area suddenly became restless. The customers who came out to eat barbecue stood up and made way for a group of people. There were about twenty-three of them. They had tattoos and golden chains on their bodies. They were all gangsters near Li Zi Town.
Sun Qi smiled and said, "Zhuo Bufan, let's see if you can continue to be arrogant."
Yang Jian and Yuan Shuang also saw the man leading the group. It was Zhang Ming. However, Zhang Ming's face looked a little dark. His eyes were lifeless. He looked like a walking corpse.
"Director Zhang, you're here?" Sun Qi stood up with his henchmen and smiled at Zhang Ming who was walking towards them.
"Get lost!" Zhang Ming suddenly pushed Sun Qi. Before he could react, Sun Qi staggered a few steps back. His expression was extremely ugly.
Zhang Ming was one of the thugs in Li Zi Town. Sun Qi had opened a security company, and the people he interacted with were the upper class. Whenever he went to a high-class club, he looked down on Zhang Ming. If not for the fact that Zhang Ming had some connections, he would not even want to talk to him.
Even so, Zhang Ming still pushed him away in front of so many people. Wasn't this humiliating him in public?
"Zhang Ming, who the hell do you think you are? I, Sun Qi, am definitely here to give face to your cousin. How dare you push me? "Sun Qi clenched his fists and glared at Zhang Ming.
Zhang Ming glanced at him and said indifferently, "You have no right to speak here. Scram."
"Zhang Ming, don't think that I don't dare to touch you." Sun Qi gritted his teeth. His henchman behind him secretly touched the place where the blade was hidden on his waist.
Suddenly, a loud voice came, "Who dares to touch Zhang Ming? Do you not respect me, Zhang Bing?"
Two more people came from behind. The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was neither fat nor thin and wore a black suit. He didn't look like a thug, but a real businessman. His aura directly crushed the crowd. For example, even if Sun Qi wore a suit, he still looked like a hooligan.
"Brother Bing." Seeing the middle-aged man, Sun Qi's face turned pale and he called out obediently.
Zhang Bing glanced at him from the corner of his eyes and said lightly, "You want to touch my cousin? Although Zhang Ming is my distant relative, his surname is also Zhang. If you want to touch him, you have to think about your own strength. "
"I dare not, I dare not." Sun Qi instantly gave in and cold sweat appeared on his forehead, "I was just impulsive and joking. Brother Bing, please don't take it to heart."
Seeing that Sun Qi's arrogance had completely disappeared, the crowd didn't think that he was a coward. Most people in Qingzhou had heard of the name Zhang Bing. Yang Jian, Yuan Shuang and Zhang Xing's faces also darkened and they retreated to the side.
There were three ports in Qingzhou, one of which was the territory of Zhang Bing. The annual management fee was at least 30 to 40 million, including the commission of some smuggled goods. Zhang Bing's assets were about the same as Yang Jian's family.
But Zhang Bing lived on the edge of a knife. Even Yang Jian's family was not enough for him.
Zhang Bing ignored Sun Qi. Sun Qi was not at the same level as him at all. He looked at Zhang Ming and said, "Xiao Ming, you said that you brought me to see an important person. Where is he?"
Zhang Ming stood there like a statue, motionless and his eyeballs did not move. There was a trace of dullness in his eyes. Since Zhang Ming came to him today, Zhang Bing felt that something was wrong. But he thought that Zhang Ming was like this because of drugs. Now he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"I'm here. Come over." A calm voice sounded.
Everyone's eyes fell on the young man sitting on the rattan chair. There were two stunning beauties sitting next to the young man. The one on the left was in her early twenties, like a blooming green lotus, cold and peerless. The one on the right was delicate and lovely, like a blooming lotus.
The reflection of the middle-aged youth also became elegant, but his buttocks were still sitting on the chair, and he did not have any intention of standing up.
"Has this Zhuo Bufan become stupid after being stimulated? Does he still dare to put on airs in front of Zhang Bing? "Yuan Shuang frowned and said in a low voice.
Yang Jian shook his head, "He's putting on airs too much. Zhang Bing is a vicious and merciless person. Do you see the bodyguard behind him? I heard that he used to be an underground fighter and has killed at least three people."
"Then isn't he dead for sure?" Yuan Shuang shook her head and shrunk her neck.
Zhang Bing's eagle like eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan. Zhuo Shanshan could not sit still and pulled on Zhuo Bufan's clothes, "Brother Xiao Fan, why don't I call Uncle." She obviously knew Zhang Bing's background and that he was not easy to deal with.
Zhuo Bufan took a sip of tea and said, "I can handle it myself."
She did not know why, but seeing Zhuo Bufan's smile, Zhuo Shanshan's nervous heart seemed to calm down a lot. She glanced at Ye Ziqin and saw that Ye Ziqin also had a calm expression on her face.
"You're the one who asked Little Ming to come find me. I wonder which family's young master you are. With such a big face, why don't you get up when I, Zhang Bing, am here?" Zhang Bing said and directly sat opposite Zhuo Bufan.
"Get up." Zhuo Bufan stared at him and slowly spat out two words, "Did I ask you to sit down?"
The entire place was silent. Sun Qi, Yang Jian, Zhang Xing and Yuan Shuang felt as though someone was strangling their necks. Even breathing became difficult. The surrounding people all sucked in a breath of cold air. Even the young masters of Qing Zhou's top families would not dare to humiliate Zhang Bing like that.
Zhang Bing's face immediately turned black. He was a big shot of the underground powers. He could at least be ranked in the top 5 of Qing Zhou's underground powers. Although he could not be compared to the top families of Qing Zhou, the younger generation of those families would not dare to speak to him with such an attitude.
"You're looking for death!" The bodyguard behind Bing was enraged. His fist was like a cannonball and directly smashed towards Zhuo Bufan's face.
"Get lost!" Zhuo Bufan bellowed. The bodyguard's face changed. He immediately punched towards him. Both of their fists collided. Bang! The bodyguard was like a kite with its string cut. He flew six to seven metres away and smashed a table. He laid on the floor and could not get up.
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