After Biao drove Su Ming to the neighborhood, he headed off into the distance.
When Su Ming got ho, it was already the middle of the night, and Wu Guizhen was still sound asleep.
Therefore, Su Ming didn’t disturb her, and after a quick wash, he went to bed to rest.
It wasn’t until noon that day that Su Ming slowly woke up, suddenly receiving a call from Deng Zhigang.
He said on the phone for Su Ming to co to the Xilaiyue Restaurant, where the brothers were having a gathering, and they couldn’t go without their big brother.
Su Ming then drove to the restaurant and, as soon as he reached a private room on the second floor, he heard a familiar voice.
He glanced over and imdiately spotted Deng Zhigang, Yuan Yuhao, Yuan Feipeng, and Wang Xinjie inside the room.
Aside from them, there was also a rough-looking middle-aged man dressed in a martial artist’s attire with a full beard inside the room.
Su Ming recognized this man at a glance.
He was none other than Tang Hanyang, the gang leader with the title of "Minister of the Underworld of Jiang City."
"Brother Ming!"
Seeing Su Ming arrive, everyone stood up respectfully and shouted in unison.
Tang Hanyang also smiled and cupped his hands towards Su Ming.
"No need to be so polite, brothers."
Su Ming smiled and waved his hand, signaling everyone to sit down, and he too took a seat.
Everyone tacitly left the main seat in the middle for Su Ming.
"Brother Ming, I can’t stay in Jiang City anymore, so I ca to Longcheng to seek refuge with you."
Tang Hanyang raised his glass, clinked it with Su Ming, then spoke with a helpless expression on his face.
"What’s going on?" Su Ming asked with a puzzled look.
He knew Tang Hanyang’s position on the streets of Jiang City.
After all, his title of "Minister of the Underworld" was not an empty reputation.
If even he couldn’t make it in Jiang City, he must have encountered a massive problem.
"Recently, a formidable figure descended upon Jiang City. He has a very close relationship with Lao Qiweng from the Provincial City. As soon as he arrived in Jiang City, he took a dislike to , thinking I was too arrogant, so he carefully plotted to suppress . I had no way to deal with him, which is why I ca to Longcheng to seek help from you."
Tang Hanyang spoke bitterly, with a look of dissatisfaction on his rugged face.
Deng Zhigang exclaid in surprise, "So it was a conflict with soone under Lao Qiweng? What a coincidence, Brother Ming also has conflicts with Lao Qiweng."
Deng Zhigang then told Tang Hanyang about what happened between Su Ming and Lao Qiming.
Upon hearing this, shock appeared on Tang Hanyang’s face.
He then looked at Su Ming with eyes full of admiration and respect growing stronger.
Because Su Ming even had disputes with the vice mayor’s son and the deputy secretary’s son of the city.
After drinking a few cups of wine with everyone, Su Ming suddenly felt his bladder becoming a bit full.
So, he walked out of the private room intending to go to the restroom.
On the way from the private room to the restroom, he passed by another private room.
At that mont, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.
He glanced into this private room and imdiately discovered Sheng Tianlun, Lao Qiming, and Yuan Zhipeng inside.
"Damn it! Su Ming still had connections with the deputy chief of the police departnt. Half an hour after I left, he walked out unscathed."
Yuan Zhipeng spoke with discontent.
"I already knew. Last ti he did the sa. I didn’t expect him to use the sa trick again. It seems this thod is still not feasible."
Sheng Tianlun pondered and spoke slowly.
He then continued to add:
"If you three could defeat him and cripple him in the process, that would be great. But if you aren’t his match, and he calls over his lackeys, then we can let the police charge him with illegal assembly and fighting, get him into jail, and then look for another opportunity..."
Saying this, Sheng Tianlun placed his hand on his throat, making a throat-cutting gesture, with a murderous glint in his eyes.
Lao Qiming showed a regretful expression and said, "What a sha, we didn’t expect him to have more up his sleeve. If we had planned better, we could have had the provincial public security departnt’s deputy head directly order the city police departnt’s deputy chief. In that case, no matter how resourceful Su Ming is, he’d have to obediently go to jail, and then we could have our way with him."
"Bang!" At this mont, Su Ming kicked open the door, eyes coldly scanning the room’s occupants.
Actually, what these people said was exactly what he had suspected, but hearing it with his own ears made him decide to teach these people a lesson.
"Su Ming? What are you doing here..."
Before Sheng Tianlun could finish his sentence, Su Ming rushed over, grabbed a wine bottle, and smashed it towards his head!
Yuan Zhipeng pushed his speed to the limit but still couldn’t get in front of Sheng Tianlun in ti.
Sheng Tianlun’s scalp was directly smashed open, with blood flowing down his face.
"Su Ming! You’re too audacious!" Yuan Zhipeng’s eyes flared with anger. He grabbed a wine bottle and hurled it at Su Ming.
Su Ming slightly sidestepped, and the bottle struck Lao Qiming, who let out a cry of pain.
"Where the hell are you throwing?" Lao Qiming, now lying on the sofa, shouted furiously.
"Second Boss, I’m really sorry, this guy’s movents are a bit strange and fast. I was aiming at him..."
Yuan Zhipeng chuckled awkwardly, then his face turned cold.
He jumped onto the table, then raised his leg to kick Su Ming.
Su Ming easily dodged the attack, then swung a kick across.
Yuan Zhipeng was terrified, quickly retreating until he was pressed against the wall with nowhere to go.
At this mont, two of Yuan Zhipeng’s n charged at Su Ming.
"Brother Ming!" Just then, Deng Zhigang and Tang Hanyang arrived with people.
They were concerned because Su Ming had been gone to the restroom for such a long ti without returning.
They walked out of the private room, saw a crowd gathering around another private room not far from them in the hallway, and hurried over.
Seeing Su Ming entangled with a group of people, their hearts flad with anger.
Su Ming’s side had a total of six people, while Sheng Tianlun’s side had ten, making it seem like the latter had the upper hand.
Yet Sheng Tianlun was clutching his bleeding head, his consciousness faltering.
If he wasn’t sent to the hospital soon, his life might be at risk.
The private room was packed with people, the atmosphere extrely tense, a major conflict about to erupt at any mont.
"Su Ming, how unreasonable can you be? You start hitting people over a disagreent?"
Li Dakuun, Sheng Tianlun’s bodyguard, angrily questioned.
He knew Sheng Tianlun’s condition urgently required dical attention and couldn’t afford further entanglent.
"Unreasonable? Didn’t you hear what he just said? According to his plan, if I were an ordinary person, I would have been either crippled last night or sent to prison and killed there. Do you still think what I did was wrong?"
Su Ming’s face turned icy, standing like a pine tree, he calmly replied.
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