[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-restarted-life-1992":3,"chapter-my-restarted-life-1992-my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-72":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","My Restarted Life: 1992",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2279622,4460,"Chapter 72: Life and Death Are Fate","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-72",72,"\u003Cp>Zhou Andong laughed heartily: “Comrade Chang, why are you running? Got an emergency? Fine, I’ll come find you again tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chang Tai stumbled, nearly falling, and turned back to curse under his breath. The thought of Zhou Andong showing up at his office every day, nagging him nonstop like just now, filled him with despair—and Zhou Andong was absolutely capable of doing exactly that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pah!” Zhou Andong spat toward Chang Tai’s back. “Fuck, you’re all hair yourself and still call others monsters. Wait and see—I’m not done with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu said: “You really plan to go find him every day?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong snorted: “Of course. Starting tomorrow, I’ll sit in his office. I won’t hit him or yell at him—I’ll just reason with him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Zhou Andong’s brazen, shameless demeanor, Jian Qiu burst out laughing. “Come on, look at the time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu walked side by side ahead, while An Jing and Guan Shengjie followed behind, her eyes never leaving Zhou Andong’s back. This man wasn’t just talented—he carried a fascinating soul within him. Then her gaze shifted slightly to Jian Qiu’s back, a hint of envy flickering in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong first took Jian Qiu and An Jing to see the shop, then introduced them to the official, before heading with Guan Shengjie to Zhao Jianlong’s arcade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as they stepped inside, they spotted a familiar short man sitting in a wheelchair, pushing himself back and forth with his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my!” Zhou Andong grinned. “Ain’t this the toughest hammer brother of Jiangzhou? What happened? Legs broken?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hammer’s body stiffened. That voice had echoed in his dreams countless midnight hours, jolting him awake. Countless sleepless nights had filled him with unquenchable hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the fuck kind of talk is that to Hammer Brother?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man with a cigarette dangling from his lips, long hair flowing past his shoulders, but a face covered in beard, pointed at Zhou Andong’s nose and roared: “Fucking asshole, you looking to die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong crouched down, slowly straightened the wheelchair so Hammer faced him, and smiled sweetly: “Is this guy behind you your brother? Tell me—should I break his legs, chop off his hands, or slit his tongue?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hammer’s pupils shrank sharply. Zhou Andong’s tone was calm, like chatting with an old friend—but Hammer smelled danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get out!” Hammer turned and barked at the man behind him. “Do you even have the right to speak here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to peel Zhou Andong’s skin, flay his bones, then boil him alive and feed him to dogs—but he hadn’t lost his mind. Even if all his brothers combined, they couldn’t beat Zhou Andong. Worse, it would damage the arcade, and if they tarnished Brother Long’s reputation, even he wouldn’t survive the fallout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Hair shrank back, dumbfounded, staring at Hammer. He felt wronged—wasn’t he just defending him? Why was he being yelled at? Wasn’t this supposed to be fair?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hammer turned back, smiling: “Brother Dong, my men don’t know their place. You’re a gentleman—don’t hold their stupidity against them. Tonight, you and your friends play however you like. If you go upstairs, losses are mine, winnings are yours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong raised an eyebrow, stood up, and patted Hammer’s shoulder. “You’re learning. Good. Saves you a beating.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Shengjie gave Hammer a long look, then followed Zhou Andong upstairs. “You two have a grudge?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong smiled. “To be precise, I have a grudge against the owner of this arcade. And that guy’s legs? I crushed them with my car.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Shengjie nodded. Ever since Zhou Andong told him about the gambling problems here, he’d known the man had a vendetta against the arcade owner. Crushing Hammer’s legs? For Guan Shengjie, a former war correspondent who’d seen combat, it was nothing—barely worth mentioning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Guan Shengjie saw the second floor, his expression darkened. Especially when he spotted two kids, twelve or thirteen years old, smoking cigarettes and cursing as they came up the stairs—his face turned grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong said: “I’ll take you to see some other arcades.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Shengjie nodded. “Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they came downstairs, they saw Hammer talking to a young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man had an unnaturally pale face—sickly white—wore glasses, looked refined, but his eyes were dark and predatory, making people uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong knew this young man well. His name was Huo Xing, Zhao Jianlong’s strategist, the real power behind Jiangzhou’s underworld, and the future CEO of Jianlong Real Estate—the first lapdog. Twenty years later, Zhao Jianlong got a bullet in the head, but Huo Xing escaped execution and got life imprisonment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhou Andong and Guan Shengjie came downstairs, Hammer noticed them: “Star Brother, the one on the left is Zhou Andong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Xing looked at Zhou Andong with a half-smile. “So you’re Zhou Andong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong sized up Huo Xing. “I know you. Huo Xing, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Xing froze. Aside from Zhao Jianlong’s inner circle, hardly anyone in the underworld even knew his name—yet Zhou Andong knew him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Honestly, I admire you. Bold. Courageous. Good with your hands. If Brother Long weren’t targeting you, I’d have liked to keep you close.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah!” Zhou Andong sneered. “A bunch of lowlife thugs thinking they’re kings, ordering people around like they own the place. You think the cops are just decorations? You want me to work for you? Fuck, are you even worthy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two men beside Huo Xing stared at Zhou Andong with icy malice, their murderous intent plain. One word from Huo Xing, and they’d kill him without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Xing smiled. “I heard you’ve got parents, two younger sisters, and a little brother. Aren’t you afraid you’ll bring trouble down on them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard there’s a woman named Xia Qi—very beautiful. And she has a sweet little daughter. What was her name again?” Zhou Andong tapped his forehead, feigning deep thought. “Oh right—I remember. Huo Miaomiao. She’s in kindergarten in the provincial capital.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At those words, every hair on Huo Xing’s body stood on end. A cold chill shot up his spine, making his scalp tingle and his hair rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong was pleased with Huo Xing’s reaction. He stepped closer, speaking calmly: “Dare to touch my family, and I’ll wipe out your entire bloodline. Don’t doubt my ability. Also, pass this message to Zhao Jianlong: I’ll take every move he throws at me. Life and death are fate. But if he dares to target my family, he’d better hide his wife and two sons well—because if I find them, he’ll regret it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Zhou Andong walk away, Huo Xing’s face darkened like storm clouds ready to pour. His murderous intent grew thicker—but the thought that Zhou Andong had dug up his wife and child’s information made his scalp crawl. He began to wonder: had someone betrayed him?\u003C\u002Fp>",1135,"2026-06-20T01:18:49.036Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","68db4a48b894d9334e14883099742fd3ddbf110a408967bf3931399cd577113c","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-73","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-71",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-restarted-life-1992-cover.jpg"]