"You little punk..."
"You’re the first person who’s ever dared to talk to like that!"
"I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll give you a chance. Either you pay for everyone’s tab, and I’ll forget this ever happened! Or, you can crawl your way out of here!" Wang Jin said with a cold laugh.
"Kid, this is an opportunity from our Young Master. Now give ..." Zhang Yao started to say, but his words were cut short.
Chen Zheng pulled out a black card and slapped it hard on the bar.
"Royal Salute... a bottle for everyone here!"
What the hell? Zhang Yao was stunned. Is he joking? The cheapest bottle of Royal Salute costs at least ten thousand, and there are over ten thousand people here tonight. A rough estimate puts the total at tens of millions. Does this guy really have that kind of money?
Suddenly, everyone in the bar was shocked. They never expected a big spender to appear out of nowhere like this.
At that mont, Wang Jin narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on the black card on the bar.
The Supre Black Dragon Card! That’s the newest high-limit credit card from Kyushu Bank. According to the rumors, no more than five of these cards even exist!
The most critical point was that money alone couldn’t get you a card like this. It was said that many of its holders were military heavyweights—the kind who had earned distinguished rits in battle.
Wang Jin knew this so well because his own father possessed one. If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes before, he would never have recognized the Supre Black Dragon Card now.
His eyelids twitched uncontrollably. Could this guy... also be the son of a top military figure?
Realizing the implications, Wang Jin imdiately dropped his condescending attitude. The card alone proved that this man was, at the very least, his equal.
"Everyone here is a guest! How could we let our brother here pay for everyone’s drinks?" Wang Jin’s face instantly broke into a smile. "Mr. Zhang, put today’s entire bill on my tab. And pour this brother a drink!"
Hearing this, Zhang Yao was completely dumbfounded. The rest of the crowd was just as baffled. Young Master Wang offering to buy soone a drink? That had never happened before.
What in the world is going on?
Of course, Zhang Yao didn’t dare to ask. He just nodded quickly, personally poured Chen Zheng a full glass, and stood by his side, serving him with the utmost care.
"May I ask which unit you belong to, brother?" Wang Jin proactively picked up his glass and clinked it against Chen Zheng’s.
"Chen Zheng..." Chen Zheng took a small sip of his drink, his voice perfectly calm.
Chen Zheng? Wang Jin frowned slightly. The na sounded familiar, as if he had heard it sowhere before.
"Brother Chen, your father or elders must be quite influential, right?" Wang Jin probed, seizing the opportunity.
"Influential?" Chen Zheng chuckled softly. "My father was just an ordinary rchant in Jingzhou, as were the rest of my elders. Unfortunately, my father was frad by a treacherous villain."
"Is that so... that’s truly tragic," Wang Jin’s brows furrowed deeper, his expression odd. He paused for a mont before looking at Chen Zheng again. "I wonder, have you found the person who hard your father?"
"I can’t make guarantees about much else, but within Jingzhou, there’s no one I can’t handle. If you think highly enough of to tell who it was, I can easily take care of the matter for you!"
Facing the offer, Chen Zheng simply shook his head calmly. "Thank you, but I’ve already handled it. That’s not important."
"I ca here today for sothing else. If you’re really so eager to help, why don’t you take care of this person for ?" As he finished speaking, Chen Zheng offered a slight smile.
"Who is it?" Wang Jin boasted, thumping his chest with a look of pure confidence. "Brother, just say the word. It doesn’t matter who it is. If I want them dealt with, it’s a piece of cake!"
"Very good. Then co a little closer," Chen Zheng said, beckoning slowly with his hand.
Wang Jin hesitated and frowned, but ultimately decided to lean his head forward.
Seizing the opportunity, Chen Zheng grabbed him by the neck and spoke, enunciating every word. "Actually, you should know this person..."
"A little while ago, my brother-in-law was right here in this bar, just trying to have a drink. But soone beat him so severely he had to be hospitalized!"
"He’s lying in a hospital bed right now. Don’t you think a person like that ought to be dealt with?"
Just as the words left his mouth, Wang Jin realized sothing was terribly wrong. But before he could react, Chen Zheng’s hand clamped down on his head.
"You—"
With a sickening CRACK, Chen Zheng slamd Wang Jin’s head halfway into the bar. The entire counter collapsed with a thunderous crash. Shards of glass embedded themselves deep into Wang Jin’s face, creating a horrifying spectacle.
He was out cold. The bar fell silent, the only sound being the heavy, panicked breathing of the crowd. Everyone stared with their mouths agape, silently witnessing the scene. Many of them couldn’t even believe their own eyes.
The bar owner, Zhang Yao, lost all his strength and collapsed to the floor.
This man’s audacity is insane! To attack Wang Jin in public? But more importantly... his thods are terrifyingly brutal! He brought down the entire bar with that blow. With that kind of force, how could Wang Jin possibly still be alive?
"Young Master Wang!"
The two n responsible for protecting Wang Jin rushed forward, drawing daggers and lunging straight for Chen Zheng. They struck with lethal intent, clearly trying to kill him on the spot.
However, Chen Zheng casually waved his hand, and the two n were sent flying. They crashed hard onto the ground, vomiting mouthfuls of blood. It was a grueso sight.
One of them scrambled to his feet as fast as he could, pulled out his phone, and made a call.
"Kid, do you have any idea what kind of trouble you’re in?" he snarled. "The man you just hit is the son of Marshal Wang of the Central Plains Command! Can you even imagine how many n Marshal Wang commands throughout Jingzhou? It doesn’t matter how powerful your backing is. You’re not walking out of here alive..."
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