But once the assassin girl left, Wu Xu felt a bit bored.
After experiencing several thrilling incidents, Wu Xu felt that this mundane life seed a bit dull.
"Sigh, I’ll go chat with Zhao Jun; after all, he’s helped twice today." Wu Xu suddenly smiled and also left the house.
Night Dream Bar, the most luxurious bar in Junshan, offers any service you could desire, making it a magnet for countless second-generation officials and businessn, as well as nurous white-collar bosses.
Similarly, many won willingly co here, aiming to hook up with one of the second-generation officials or businessn, and in one swoop, transform from a nobody to a Phoenix, decked out in gold and living in luxury.
When Wu Xu arrived at the bar, it was only two in the afternoon, but the place was already bustling with people, mostly beautiful won, and even soone dressed as casually as Wu Xu managed to attract so flirtatious glances.
It wasn’t his first ti here, so Wu Xu made his way to a private room frequently reserved by Zhao Jun.
Upon opening the door, the room was sweltering with excitent. About ten young n and won were partying, with two glamorous dancers moving fervently.
Seeing Wu Xu enter, several people were startled, but Zhao Jun was overjoyed and stood up, saying, "Ah, brother, what brings you here! Co and sit."
Wu Xu naturally walked over and sat next to Zhao Jun, smiling and saying, "Brother Jun, you are too courteous. I ca to thank you; you helped out twice this morning."
Zhao Jun imdiately looked solemn and said: "Listen, Wu Xu, if you consider a brother, don’t ntion thanks. Two years ago, I was kidnapped, and had it not been for you, I would’ve been dead. So, to , Wu Xu is my brother for life. Is there really a need for thanks for such small favors?"
Wu Xu felt helpless as it was always like this, but he was still touched deep down, so he poured a beer and clinked glasses with Zhao Jun.
"Heh heh, Brother Xu, you don’t co here often!" A few young people approached, asking with a smile.
Wu Xu looked over; he knew these young n, all of whom were from so middle to lower class official and rich families in Junshan. They usually followed behind Zhao Jun and were very respectful towards him.
"I’m just a small fry, hustling for a living, I can’t compare to you all with power and influence. I hope you’ll look after in the future." Wu Xu raised his glass and smiled again.
The young n quickly said they dared not, feeling that soone who could be a brother to Zhao Jun didn’t need their care at all. These were just pleasantries. However, since Wu Xu made the toast, they all felt honored.
"Right, Brother Jun, things have been unsettling in Junshan recently. It’s better to go out less." Wu Xu thought about the assassination and bombing incidents. Surely following such events, the governnt must be furious, indiscriminately cracking down on cri. Though Zhao Jun was quite clean and didn’t dabble in dirty dealings, Wu Xu still worried that soone with a grudge might fra him during this period.
Zhao Jun casually said: "No worries, it’s just an assassination, abroad that’s just everyday morning news, as normal as drinking water, nothing shocking."
Wu Xu gave a wry smile and whispered, "This morning after I left the police station, Director Zhao was sent a bomb, nearly got killed."
Zhao Jun’s relaxed expression imdiately stiffened, and he stared wide-eyed at Wu Xu, after a while, he said, "Shit! Dude, are you serious?"
Wu Xu shrugged, "I experienced it myself, nearly beca a flying man due to the bomb."
"Shit! Is this still our motherland? How co there are these terrorist attacks like in foreign countries!" Zhao Jun was dumbfounded.
While they were talking heatedly, the door to the private room was opened again. A group of people walked in.
Everyone’s attention shifted in curiosity. It was unusual for outsiders to freely enter as Young Master Jun often reserved the private room.
Zhao Jun looked at the group and his gaze narrowed.
"Hehe, Young Master Jun, sorry to disrupt your mood." A well-dressed, graceful handso man chuckled and nodded.
"Zhong Chou!" Zhao Jun softly uttered the two words.
"Hehe, I’m truly honored. I didn’t expect Young Master Jun would rember such a minor character like ." The graceful Zhong Chou revealed a surprised smile on his face.
Zhao Jun’s face showed no preference or disgust, and he indifferently said: "Can’t tell. It seems the education abroad is indeed excellent. In just two years, it has turned you into a decent-looking human, huh?"
"How dare you! Show so respect when speaking to Young Master Chou." A muscular man suddenly appeared behind the graceful man; wherever he stood, he exuded an imposing presence that was extrely fierce.
Seeing this fierce muscular man, both n and won in the private room gasped sharply; the man had eyes like lamps and a face with horizontal scars, utterly intimidating. Instinctively, they sensed he was not soone to ss with.
Zhao Jun’s expression darkened, and he coldly looked at Zhong Chou and asked, "What? You’re back and want to show who’s boss?"
"Not at all, the servant was rely worried I’d be scared, Young Master Jun misunderstood," Zhong Chou said with a smile, then suddenly added, "By the way, I didn’t co just to greet Young Master Jun, there’s also sothing I hope Young Master Jun could forgive. A friend of mine has taken a liking to a female student at Junshan University, which is consensual, right? As the saying goes, it’s better to demolish ten temples than to destroy a single marriage. Young Master Jun, why not give your people a chance at free love!"
Hearing this, not only did Zhao Jun feel infuriated, Wu Xu also raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhong Chou.
This is an obvious provocation. If Zhao Jun backs down now, he would lose his credibility among the rich second-generation clique in Junshan.
Moreover, Wu Xu and Zhong Chou were sowhat acquainted. Two years ago, Zhao Jun was still a reckless and arrogant rich second-generation, well-known in Junshan. He was trapped in a disastrous romantic entanglent that led to being kidnapped. After the ransom was paid, the criminals planned to kill him. Wu Xu unintentionally got involved but ended up saving Zhao Jun in a very dramatic turn of events. Wu Xu had seen Zhong Chou several tis during that kidnap incident and suspected it was related to him, but soon after, Zhong Chou went abroad for studies and the kidnapping case was hastily concluded, seeming like just another ordinary case. Later, Wu Xu found out that Zhong Chou’s father was actually the Mayor of Junshan City, which deterred him from probing further.
Zhao Jun’s gaze then turned to a timid young man beside Zhong Chou, his face showing disdain, he said: "Zhong Chou, I don’t care what you plan with your return, but when I say sothing, it’s as firm as a nail hamred into a board. Dong Lianhua coveting my brother’s girlfriend, and you defend it so righteously, you really learned the Westerners’ shalessness thoroughly."
"How dare you!" The fierce man’s expression turned cold, he rushed over fiercely, and swung his hand towards Zhao Jun’s face.
Everyone around was stunned by this scene, staring dumbstruck at the fierce man.
Zhao Jun was also shocked. Although he was physically strong, he was not much of a fighter, and that fierce man was clearly a trained fighter, his movents quick as lightning, making it impossible to dodge.
"Smack!"
The fierce man’s expression changed drastically, the hand he swung out felt a blur before his eyes, caught by soone and frozen, stopping half an inch away from Zhao Jun’s face.
"Pal, not bad reflexes!" Wu Xu easily caught the fierce man’s hand, his face wearing a friendly smile.
The fierce man looked at Wu Xu gravely and said, "I didn’t expect to be mistaken, Fei Long. From which sect are you? I’m from the Southern Long Fist Sect..."
"Smack!"
Before the fierce man could finish, Wu Xu backhanded him a slap, shutting him up, his face in shock.
"What nonsense, who allowed you to announce your sect? What’s your sect worth anyway?" Wu Xu scoffed contemptuously.
"Damn it!" Fei Long beca furious, his face turning red and veins popping, gritting his teeth, his other hand struck back.
"Smack!"
Wu Xu moved faster, delivering a flying kick directly to Fei Long’s chest. This ti Wu Xu didn’t hold back like he did at the school gates earlier; he used all his strength, and with a kick, he could feel a warm current flowing through his legs to his feet.
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