Chapter 852: Jianghu Grudges

Qin Qin Jingru stood beside Han Han Jiankun, listening to the congratulations of relatives and friends, pursing her lips tightly; she wanted to cry.

Getting married is too hard!

Her emotional path was too aggrieved and too difficult!

It was truly one step, one hurdle.

First, she was engaged by her father in the village to marry a fool in exchange for a bride.

Taking the opportunity of visiting relatives, she escaped, avoided her family's debt, and met Li Li Xuewu.

Her heart's ambition grew, and her sister introduced her to Sha Zhu.

After her mentality collapsed due to Sha Zhu's lack of emotional intelligence, she almost met her father and two brothers who came to catch her.

After a scene, Sha Zhu wanted to make trouble again.

After Sha Zhu finished making trouble, she found that no one wanted her, and she had to return to the countryside.

After finally meeting Han Han Jiankun, her father came to stir up trouble again.

After settling her father, Yan Brother Jiecheng died and blocked her in the front courtyard.

Qin Qin Jingru had also thought that it was a very difficult thing for a rural girl to marry into the city.

But she never expected that this road would be so difficult.

Eighty-one tribulations!

Comparable to the journey to the West!

Could it be that she was Tang Seng in her previous life?

No!

She might be the monkey, and Han Han Jiankun was Tang Seng, too nagging with the monkey!

Qin Qin Huairu also had the urge to shed tears seeing her sister marry well; both sisters married into the city, which was a unique existence in their village.

She naturally knew the difficulties of rural girls entering the city, and even more knew the difficulty of getting along with the in-laws.

Qin Qin Huairu slapping her second uncle was saving her sister's second life, feeling the same.

And seeing her sister marry well, with superior conditions in her husband's family, thinking of herself, thinking of the deceased Jia Jia Dongxu, she was also filled with sorrow.

The wedding was very lively; Han Engineer had a good reputation in the past and left many connections for his sons.

They didn't meet often, but for such a big event as a wedding, many connections still came to drink wedding wine.

Although Li Li Xuewu was young, he was Han Han Jiankun's leader and also the leader with the highest rank among these connections.

So he was invited to sit at the main table, along with Han Han Jiankun's uncle, aunt, Qin's second uncle representing the bride's family, Qin Qin Huairu, and Han Han Jiankun's father's connections.

Seeing Li Li Xuewu sitting in the seat of honor at such a young age, these connections all used words to probe the truth.

They knew the Han family wouldn't make a mistake in the ranking of such seats, but they still couldn't hide the surprise and shock in their hearts.

When Han Han Jiankun and Qin Qin Jingru stood together against the red cloth background wall pasted with big happiness characters, everyone could see the appearance of the newlyweds clearly.

During the witness speech session, when the introducer introduced Li Li Xuewu as the Deputy Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission of the Steel Mill and the Deputy Regiment Commander of the Garrison District, the gazes of everyone at the table were surprised and inexplicable.

Li Li Xuewu didn't care about this, stood up with a smile, and walked to the side of the newlyweds.

He took the marriage certificate of the two and read the words on it.

Because his status was the highest, and because of his relationship with the newlyweds, the role of the witness was his.

After teasing the newlyweds, the banquet began, and the guests took their seats.

Everyone at the main table was laughing and exchanging pleasantries, their eyes drifting toward Li Li Xuewu intentionally or unintentionally.

When the newlyweds came to toast, Han Han Jiankun, under the guidance of the introducer, came to Li Li Xuewu's side first.

The mother's brother is the biggest; Li Li Xuewu let Han Han Jiankun toast his uncle first.

Han Han Jiankun listened to his leader and was about to go to his uncle's side, but his uncle waved his hand, scaring him not to be impolite and to toast the leader first.

His uncle was also a cadre, but a section-level one, looking very capable.

Facing Li Li Xuewu's politeness, he knew this was giving his nephew face.

His nephew drove for a big leader, and he was also happy in his heart.

The leader's driver, even when he came out, was a cadre, a total winner in life.

He didn't know that Li Li Xuewu's driver was having a funeral this morning.

The mortality rate of being Li Li Xuewu's driver was extremely high, currently fifty-fifty, 50%.

Han Han Jiankun was scared by his uncle, looked at Li Li Xuewu in a dilemma, and seeing the leader nod, he gratefully poured wine for Li Li Xuewu.

Han Han Jiankun was very grateful for Li Li Xuewu's cultivation and care, especially during the morning, and he rarely said many words of thanks.

Qin Qin Jingru usually talked the most at home, but couldn't say anything at this time.

Li Li Xuewu patted Han Han Jiankun on the shoulder, signaling him not to be polite, and let him hurry to toast, not to neglect other guests.

Han Han Jiankun's mother had words: the youngest son is for retirement, naturally he should be treated seriously; not to mention anything else, one could see the level from the wedding.

Although no furniture was added to the house, there was a 28-inch bicycle tied with red flowers in the courtyard.

The host said the mother-in-law felt sorry for the daughter-in-law working hard and bought a bicycle.

The host said the mother-in-law felt sorry for the daughter-in-law working hard and bought an imported watch.

The guests who heard this asked where the bride worked, so awesome!

With both a watch and a bicycle, ordinary people wouldn't have this treatment after working for a few years.

Look at the house; the local residents were very awesome, with a separate door and courtyard, and two newlyweds living with one old person was more than enough.

Look at the banquet; six dishes and one soup, not comparable to Li Li Xuewu's wedding, but it was heaven and earth compared to the Yan family.

The banquet was good, the atmosphere was good, the host was bright, and the guests were happy.

When Li Li Xuewu came in to write the gift account, he saw Qin Qin Huairu write one yuan, which was very rare in this era.

Seeing the dishes on the table now, he also knew that some guests were muttering that it was worth it.

Worth it or not, he didn't want to delay here any longer and wanted to leave after eating.

But he couldn't get down from the main table; if he left, the others wouldn't be able to eat.

So he could only let Han Han Jiankun's uncle and aunt toast, drinking and eating while doing so.

He was Han Han Jiankun's leader; leaving now, whether he was really busy or pretending to be busy, wasn't very appropriate.

Qin Qin Huairu also saw his intention, curled her lips and smiled, her face full of teasing.

It couldn't be said to be currying favor, and it couldn't be said that people's hearts weren't ancient; avoiding harm is human instinct.

At this table, many people toasted Li Li Xuewu, and many toasted Qin Qin Huairu.

One was because of the introducer's introduction; the eldest sister-in-law was the director of the steel mill's reception center, a proper deputy section-level cadre.

Of course, a section-level cadre is a proper cadre, but whether the person is proper...

The second was because Qin Qin Jingru's father said in advance that his liver was bad and he couldn't drink anymore, so she had to substitute.

Maybe it was happiness, maybe it was sadness, maybe it was inexplicable emotion, Qin Qin Huairu really drank a lot of wine.

When the banquet dispersed, Qin Qin Huairu even got into Li Li Xuewu's car; she drank too much and couldn't ride her bike anymore.

Li Li Xuewu saw she drank too much, so he called Bang Geng to the car to take care of his mother.

Bang Geng was truly filial, pushing his mother's bike and not letting go, saying the bike was more important than his mother.

Seeing Li Li Xuewu wanted to say more, he finally got the bike, stepped on the pedal, and ran away.

Seeing him run away, Li Li Xuewu was truly at his wit's end and could only drive to send Qin Qin Huairu home.

This drunkard was going crazy on the road, saying she didn't want to go home and wanted Li Li Xuewu to send her to the factory reception center, saying she had some urgent business.

Li Li Xuewu doubted her words very much; he wasn't without experience, and whether it was urgent or not was for him to decide.

He disliked drunk driving the most, especially when biting, it was easy to get alcohol poisoning.

Would someone who paid so much attention to health put himself in a dangerous situation?

Go to the reception center?

Go home!

Li Li Xuewu drove and sent Qin Qin Huairu directly back to the courtyard.

He was a man with a family, and also a mature, steady, and upright man; how could he take a drunk woman to the reception center?

Even if Qin Qin Huairu looked at him with resentful eyes, it was useless; he was just that upright!

Li Li Xuewu didn't plan to waste the afternoon of National Day accompanying a drunkard.

First, he went home to accompany Gu Ning for a nap, and then went to the club to accompany Sister Lou for a nap.

Um, just that upright!

Don't drink and drive, don't drive and drink!

Correct!

"Did you get the ticket?"

"No, don't think about it, watch from outside."

"Why?"

"Because tonight's performance is to entertain progressive teachers and students from other places."

"This is unfair!"

"No, this is very fair, because this is the Steel Mill's reception station for progressive teachers and students from outside."

In front of the Six Nations Hotel

This street hadn't seen so many people gathered together for a long time.

Especially since these people were all wearing white shirts, green tops, and trousers, pure characteristics of the era.

The little brats of the capital wished they had all come, hearing that there would be an outdoor big stage performance here tonight.

With such a good thing, other idle and unemployed young people in the capital also came to join the fun.

This street wasn't anyone's home; who stipulated that people couldn't come?

Since you said it was an outdoor performance, don't be afraid of people watching you.

Of course, the seating area facing the stage was out of the question; those seats had long been applied for and were gone.

Hundreds of tickets could be claimed with proof of being a progressive teacher or student from outside.

At first, only teachers and students living here would claim them, but later it spread, and many little brats in the capital also came to claim them.

But they didn't have proof from outside, so they could only be anxious, either borrowing proof or waiting to squeeze outside to watch.

The harder something is to get, the more precious it is in the current capital.

So when they heard there was a performance here and it was restricted, the interest of the little brats came.

Whoever could get a ticket, the ticket represented a certain status and influence, and also represented his specialness and progressiveness in this group.

For such a show-off thing, how could they be missing? Children in the capital never lacked the passion to fight.

Near dusk, the stage lights of the Six Nations Hotel turned on, and those gathered on the road, or those who had tickets but didn't enter, waiting to go in and show off when there were more people, or those without tickets waiting for a good position to watch from outside, all aimed their gazes at the stage parallel to the road.

Of course, it hadn't started yet, just the preparation stage before the performance, but these people watched the staff's preparations with great interest.

Entertainment was scarce; even a dog biting a person was fun.

If a person bit a dog, the whole city would have to discuss it.

There were people entering the venue with tickets from time to time, making the little brats standing outside look at them with envious eyes.

People in this era were particularly simple; if you said this area in front of the door was a ticketed venue and isolated it with a rope, and stood a few guards there, no one would enter.

But even in the simplest era, there were a few rebels; there were those who weren't afraid of death, lifting the rope and rushing in.

Everyone was watching; those who entered wanted face, and the guards watching the rope wanted their jobs.

So the conflict came very quickly, but it was also truly fast.

That person had just entered when he was kicked out by a guard.

Those who came here to be guards were all from the steel mill's guard team, wearing shoes with steel plates; wherever they kicked, it hurt.

The first crab was boiled, so no second one would enter.

So inside the rope, it was orderly, and outside the rope, it was hot.

Who said the evening of October was cold?

Go to the Six Nations Hotel and take a look; it was very hot!

Squeak~ creak~

"Holy crap! So many people!"

The young man squeezed the brake hard, stood on the side of the road with his legs supporting the bike, looked at the crowd in front that couldn't be squeezed into anymore, and couldn't help but exclaim.

He turned his head back to look at the leader and asked: "Yuan Chao, what should we do? It seems like it's about to start!"

"What should we do!"

Li Li Yuanchao got off the bike, shook his chin, and said arrogantly: "I haven't arrived yet; do they dare to start?"

"That's right!"

A follower laughed and flattered: "If we don't come, who are they performing for?!"

"Hahaha~"

The "Wuling youths" laughed and scolded, arrogant and happy.

They were all active elements who first participated in the university learning activity, and also the advanced ones who first invested in the reform team; they had this bit of arrogance.

Especially when facing these little brats who were obviously much younger than them, they had an even more arrogant sense of superiority.

We are veterans!

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"Watch it!"

"Who the hell are you talking to!"

They pushed and shoved as they walked forward, squeezing others and not allowing others to refute!

They were just that horizontal; do you dare to glare? Believe it or not, the kitchen knife will be pulled out!

In August, they carried iron chains and kitchen knives and beat many people in the big square; their courage had long been practiced.

Relying on their small group and height advantage, they rushed to the most spacious and central position in front of the ticket gate.

What was their status?

Naturally, they wanted to be the most dazzling boys in the audience!

They had tickets, but it wasn't time to enter yet.

If they entered now, wouldn't the tickets be wasted!

It's like attending an awards ceremony; the ceremony isn't important, what's important is showing off on the red carpet!

Why is showing off on the red carpet important?

Because you need exposure, fame, and to stand out!

In later generations, female stars use very little fabric to "really show off" to attract attention; they also need to be horizontal and unconventional, gaining a sense of achievement by standing in a place where everyone is watching.

Li Li Yuanchao looked around, greeted the veterans he knew, and learned the adult's way of socializing and exchanging pleasantries, as if he were some big figure.

When the "red carpet time" was almost over, he led a group of younger brothers and walked toward the ticket gate in the envious eyes of the people around.

"Ticket, proof."

"We only have tickets; it didn't say we needed proof!"

When Li Li Yuanchao handed over his ticket for the first time, the guard checking the ticket looked at it and asked for their proof.

Just now, several local little brats from the capital had mixed in with tickets they didn't know where they got.

The cadres of the propaganda department and the office discovered that these people all had the capital accent, so they quickly let the guards check the proof.

Actually, it wasn't that they absolutely had to have it; there were always people who brought tickets but forgot their proof.

That was fine, but you had to have an accent from outside.

A mouth full of capital slang, and several people together holding tickets from outside; if there wasn't a problem, what was it?

Li Li Yuanchao was also stunned; he had a ticket and still couldn't enter?

"Look clearly, we are veterans, from the Red Correction Association, from the August 1st School!"

"Even if you're from the school, it won't work!"

The attitude at the ticket gate remained the same, signaling the few boys who saw someone wanting to make trouble and came over: "Here, who isn't a veteran?"

The one checking the ticket certainly wasn't, but the one maintaining order really was.

Today, the Steel Mill's reception station for progressive teachers and students was holding an event and had long notified the relevant organizations in the city.

The Red Correction Association sent more than forty people to help maintain order; the ticket checker was talking about them.

"What are you doing?"

The little brat wearing a diaper asked with an even more arrogant tone than Li Li Yuanchao: "Where did the tickets come from?!"

"Today's performance is in accordance with the *** requirements, and it's for the progressive teachers and students from all over the country to watch, understand?!"

"But we have tickets!"

The follower behind *** argued: "If they have tickets and can enter, why can't we enter?"

Very clearly, he handled this matter, and now that there was a problem, the leader was very dissatisfied.

"What are you talking about!"

The little brat from the Red Correction Association was quite horizontal; seeing him arguing, he was about to take action.

Li Li Yuanchao pulled his little brother and signaled him not to speak.

"Alright, alright, we'll promote the style and give the opportunity to the progressive comrades from outside."

Li Li Yuanchao said beautiful words loudly, giving himself a step to go down.

He knew he couldn't break in today; the steel mill's guards were easy to talk to, but the Red Correction Association couldn't be provoked.

He put his arms around his little brothers and persuaded them back; Li Li Yuanchao also maintained a smile, facing the ridicule of the people around.

Want to be a leader and still want face?

"Damn! Wasted my ten cans of meat!"

The little follower was still complaining, and also showing off to Li Li Yuanchao, meaning I handled the matter, I put in the effort, who told them to check the proof.

Li Li Yuanchao didn't blame him; there were many people watching here, and arguing would only make people look down on them.

"Yo! Li Yuanchao!"

At this time, another group of people came from outside, also riding bicycles, also in brand-new board green, bringing an undeniable aura, making the people around involuntarily make way.

This behavior was much more awesome than Li Li Yuanchao and Zhang Li Haiyang just now; they didn't even get off their bikes when they reached the door.

Zhao Wang Weidong, Xie Xie Qianjin, Xiao Xiao Jianjun, and others, each was tall and sturdy, wearing brand-new board green, tied with leather belts around their waists, and wearing black leather shoes, looking like no ordinary characters.

Zhao Wang Weidong and the others knew more people; from the moment they squeezed the brakes and stood still, people kept taking the initiative to greet them.

They got off their bikes, also waving to the people around as they walked, and if they were close, they would greet them.

The tone was friendly but carried a bit of arrogance, as if everything here was under their control.

Zhang Li Haiyang followed the figures of these few people with his gaze, and seeing Li Li Yuanchao nod to them, he asked curiously: "Who are they?"

Li Li Yuanchao glanced at those few people, his voice carrying a bit of respect: "Veterans, all big figures in the courtyard!"

"I just got in touch with them too; they just came back from outside, these are the real veterans."

Zhang Li Haiyang nodded, seemingly having a certain understanding of these people's status.

Their generation always had special respect for the title of "veteran," which represented a special status and experience.

The two were chatting when suddenly another group of people rushed in from outside on bicycles.

Different from the previous few, this group of people appeared even more publicized, and their arrival made the air around them tense.

Li Li Yuanchao's expression changed, and he whispered to Zhang Li Haiyang: "It's going to be bad! Let's stay far away later; something big might happen today!"

Zhang Li Haiyang felt the urgency in Li Li Yuanchao's words and asked quickly: "What's wrong?"

Li Li Yuanchao didn't answer, just pointed his finger at the new group of people.

He knew a few of them; they were from the 35th Middle School, all characters who were hard to provoke, and every time they appeared, something would happen.

Especially when meeting Zhao Wang Weidong and those people.

The two sides had fought before, and they had long ago formed a grudge.

The specific reason had long been forgotten; they just knew these two groups didn't get along and were about to fight when they met here.

Zhang Li Haiyang followed Li Li Yuanchao's gaze and saw a few familiar faces among that group.

They were also famous ruthless characters in the courtyard, always known for being tough.

Seeing the "big brother" level figures who hadn't come out of the mountains for a long time today, they were inevitably excited.

Both of them involuntarily took a few steps back with their respective younger brothers, hiding at the edge of the crowd, watching the development of the situation quietly.

Other onlookers also felt the unusual atmosphere and retreated one after another, giving them space.

In the crowded crowd, Zhong Zhong Yuemin's eyes lit up, not because of the gunpowder smell about to explode on the scene, but because he saw a group of girls.

Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong were all curious babies; they didn't know those big brothers, but it didn't stop them from watching the fun.

It would be good to see some blood today; they didn't mind the trouble!

Originally, the focus of watching the fun was all on those big brothers preparing to fight; Yuan Jun turned his head and was about to talk to Zhong Zhong Yuemin, only to find him turning his head to look elsewhere.

He looked, and was also attracted by Zhong Zhong Yuemin's gaze, following his line of sight, only to find him looking at girls.

Those girls were particularly handsome, especially with superior temperament, holding their fair necks high like a group of little swans.

And what surprised him was that these little swans were surrounding a man and chattering.

That man was wearing a "fashionable" outfit, looking quite stylish.

These people got off their bikes, the man leading, looking proud and successful.

Seven girls followed behind, each dressed up and laughing.

Saying that the man was dressed fashionably was because he wasn't wearing board green, but a white sweater with a leather jacket on the outside, black pants with black leather shoes on the bottom.

Saying those girls were dressed up was because they weren't wearing board green either, but long blue woolen coats over their knees, double-breasted, with black tight pants on their calves and black leather shoes.

It wasn't just them who were attracted; the people around also looked over.

They had never seen such outfits and felt it was truly beautiful without even seeing their faces clearly.

The tense atmosphere on the scene seemed to have been diluted by this sudden scene.

The onlookers involuntarily turned their gazes to this group of new girls, and even the veterans who were preparing to take action were distracted.

Damn! Women are affecting our speed of drawing swords!

Yuan Jun looked at those girls, his eyes almost straight; he gently pushed Zhong Zhong Yuemin and asked in a low voice: "Zhong Yuemin, which one do you like?"

Zhong Zhong Yuemin glared at him irritably, but didn't look back at the people preparing to fight, but continued to observe the man with the girls.

What ability does this guy have?

Zheng Tong was also attracted by this scene and couldn't help but tease: "Is he too showy?"

The three of them stood in the crowd, seemingly forgetting the tense atmosphere, just watching this sudden new fun.

The tense atmosphere on the scene seemed to have reached a critical point, but the originally imminent fight was forced to press the pause button because of this sudden insertion.

Everyone's attention was attracted by this man with the girls.

Even the veterans who were preparing to take action had to temporarily put away their anger and turn to look here.

The atmosphere on the scene became weird for a while, as if everyone was waiting for what would happen next.

Everyone was looking at him, but he didn't know what had happened, scanning the audience, but only saw the busy big stage.

He didn't care about the gazes of the people around, still laughing and talking with the girls beside him.

Yes, he brought so many girls out to play; shouldn't others give him some attention?

But when he found that the surroundings had quieted down, and then saw the gazes of Wei Guo and others, the smile on his face froze.

He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

It wasn't just Wei Guo's unkind expression, even Zhao Wang Weidong and the others had mockery and ruthlessness on their faces.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhao Wang Weidong shouted at the onlookers: "I'm going to settle an old score today!"

Xie Xie Qianjin, who was standing beside him, also had red eyes, holding the tool in his hand and about to take action.

"Wei Guo, let's settle the grudges between us later; I'll collect some interest first."

Wei Guo stared at the man's face, didn't even look at Xie Xie Qianjin and the others, and said gloomily: "What a coincidence, I want to collect the principal from him!"

"You're fighting over this too?!"

Xie Xie Qianjin looked at Wei Guo dissatisfied and said: "You aren't trying to protect him, are you?"

"Hehe."

Wei Guo carried the small knife, shook his chin, and said: "I'll protect him to a whole corpse!"

Xiao Xiao Jianjun suddenly walked out, blocked in front of Xie Xie Qianjin and the two, and opened his mouth: "We are all people in one circle; things have passed, so don't..."

"What did you say?!"

Zhao Wang Weidong glared and looked at Xiao Xiao Jianjun, pointed at him with his finger and said: "If you are still my brother, go up with me!"

Seeing Xiao Xiao Jianjun in a dilemma, he tilted his head and asked: "Is it inconvenient?"

"Fine!"

He nodded, pointed to the side and said: "Stand on the side! I'll pretend you weren't here today!"

"Wang Weidong! His father is..."

"Get lost!"

Zhao Wang Weidong glared and scolded Xiao Xiao Jianjun with the tool in his hand: "Don't talk nonsense to me; I'm going to slaughter him today!" ===== CHAPTER 853 =====

Seeing these "big brother" figures who rarely emerge from the mountains, it was hard not to feel one's blood boiling.

The two of them tacitly led their respective followers a few steps back, hiding at the edge of the crowd to quietly observe the situation's development.

The other onlookers also sensed the shift in atmosphere and began whispering to one another, discussing what might happen next.

Clearly, in the capital, the locals understood the score; the "big brothers" leading these two groups were both legendary figures.

Even if they had disappeared for a while and been away from the scene, the legends of the underworld still belonged to them.

Li Li Yuanchao and Zhang Li Haiyang stood to the side, both knowing full well that in this setting, once someone provoked a conflict, the situation would be impossible to contain.

With so many people watching outside, and all of them being people who cared about their reputation, no amount of reasoning would be of any use.

Both were children from the residential compounds; though arrogant, they understood boundaries and knew when to retreat and when to advance.

This matter had nothing to do with them; it was a conflict between "seniors," so they stayed far away to avoid getting splattered with blood.

Just then, one of the leaders from that group got out of the car first and walked toward the ticket gate.

"Damn, look who it is!"

The leader was extremely arrogant, his tone equally insolent: "Isn't this the little prince of the ice rink?"

He spoke to his opponent in a mocking tone, then looked back at his brothers, raised an eyebrow, and laughed: "The lake hasn't frozen over yet, but I, the old king of the ice rink, really want to meet him!"

"Hahahaha!"

Several young men on bicycles laughed loudly, clearly targeting Zhao Wang Weidong and the others, and the atmosphere suddenly tightened.

Li Li Yuanchao and Zhang Li Haiyang exchanged a glance, both seeing the worry in the other's eyes—was a fight about to break out?

They knew that at this moment, the best choice was to keep their distance and not get dragged into unnecessary trouble.

"Laugh, laugh your mother's ass!"

Xie Xie Qianjin raised his eyebrows and cursed: "Seeing Wei Guo, didn't you go inside? I heard you were herding sheep in the Great Northwest?"

"Hmph~ Damn!"

He said with a tone of disdain: "I was wondering why I smelled a stench of mutton; don't tell me you couldn't find a girl and used a sheep to breed instead!"

"Hahahaha~"

Zhao Wang Weidong and the others listened to Xie Xie Qianjin's trash talk and cooperated by laughing back.

In a street fight, it's all about momentum.

"Stop acting like you're too good to take a hint!"

Zhao Wang Weidong raised his head and said: "There's no place for you in the capital anymore; hurry back and herd your sheep, lest you lose them and have nothing to keep you warm!"

"Did you eat shit?"

Dianzi, Chazi, and Manshan got off their bikes with a very arrogant air.

Their eyes swept the area, identifying the dodging Tong Yan, and they swayed over to stand behind Seeing Wei Guo, clearly looking for trouble.

Seeing Wei Guo naturally wouldn't lose in a war of words, and he retorted with half-closed eyes: "I was wondering why it smelled so bad here! So that's why you're here!"

Both sides went back and forth, probing each other, all building up their anger and preparing to unleash their big moves.

There was no shortage of reasons for a fight; they only lacked a fuse to start it.

It's not that the capital is too small, nor that the capital is full of such punks; it's just that they are birds of a feather.

Whenever something happens, they all gather in one pile; if they meet, they have to fight, no reason needed.

In just this short while, how many groups have already arrived?!

Like flies smelling a scent, they were all gathering here.

The stage inside the venue was lively, but the "big stage" outside was even livelier; the little brats actually loved watching this—it was blood-pumping.

Xie Xie Qianjin's provocative gaze swept over Seeing Wei Guo, the corner of his mouth curling into a sneer, his tone carrying a hint of mockery: "Why didn't you say hello when you got back? Here to avenge your brother?!"

Seeing Wei Guo's expression darkened, his gaze suddenly sharpening; he pulled a sheathed bayonet from his pocket, flipped it open, and it flashed with a cold light.

He sneered in response: "I'll greet you right now!"

As he said this, his gaze turned to Tong Yan, who had been hiding behind Xie Xie Qianjin, and he said sarcastically: "I'm asking on behalf of my brother: is Tong Yan a slut?"

The atmosphere became suddenly tense; the scene, already like a powder keg, became even more volatile due to Seeing Wei Guo's actions.

Zhao Wang Weidong's expression changed upon seeing this; he glared at Seeing Wei Guo with wide eyes and shouted sharply: "Fuck your mother, keep your mouth clean! Are you looking to die?"

A flash of ruthlessness crossed Seeing Wei Guo's eyes, and he countered without showing weakness: "Yeah, come on then, what of it!"

Zhang Li Haiyang felt a wave of tension as he watched this scene; he didn't understand why these people were so bellicose.

Since when were the veterans of the capital so ruthless toward their own people?

Talk of iron chains and kitchen knives was just to scare people; only when things got real would they be used as a last resort.

If two or three sentences couldn't settle it, they would usually just punch it out or use bricks.

If they really used knives, no one could handle the consequences; sooner or later, they'd end up inside and become targets for a crackdown.

He turned to look at Li Li Yuanchao, his eyes full of confusion.

Li Li Yuanchao noticed Zhang Li Haiyang's gaze and explained in a low voice: "These people all returned from the border."

"Ah?"

Zhang Li Haiyang didn't know this; although it had been mentioned during the conversation, he hadn't thought about what these people were doing at the border.

"They've been eating sand for months, and now that they're back, their mouths still carry the stench of it."

Li Li Yuanchao looked behind him, thinking about how to retreat later, while still explaining: "These veterans all have fire in their hearts; now they're just waiting for a fuse."

"Damn, we really walked right into it!"

Zhang Li Haiyang nodded, seemingly understanding a bit more.

He knew that life at the border was arduous—fighting against heaven and earth—and the people there struggled against nature every day.

Having experienced life and death, and being accustomed to it, their perspective on problems was completely different from ordinary people.

The tense atmosphere at the scene continued to heat up, and both groups were waiting for that fuse.

The surrounding onlookers also sensed the unusual air and retreated one after another, clearing space for them.

In the crowded throng, Zhong Zhong Yuemin's eyes lit up—not because of the impending explosion of gunpowder, but because he saw a group of girls.

Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong, and the others were all curious cats; they didn't know the big brothers leading the groups, but that didn't stop them from watching the show.

It would be even better if some blood was shed today; they certainly wouldn't mind the chaos!

Originally, the focus of the onlookers was entirely on the big brothers preparing to fight; Yuan Jun turned his head, just about to speak to Zhong Zhong Yuemin, when he noticed him looking elsewhere.

When he looked, he too was drawn by Zhong Zhong Yuemin's gaze, and following his line of sight, he discovered he was looking at girls.

Those girls were exceptionally pretty, especially with their superior temperament, holding their fair necks high like a group of little swans.

And what surprised him was that these little swans were chirping around a man.

This man was dressed in "trendy" clothes and looked quite dashing.

After these people got off their bicycles, the man took the lead, looking quite pleased with himself.

Seven girls followed behind, each dressed to the nines, laughing and chatting noisily.

Saying the man was dressed trendily was because he wasn't wearing the standard green uniform; he wore a white sweater under an open leather jacket, with black trousers and black leather shoes.

Saying the girls were dressed to the nines was because they weren't wearing the standard green either; they wore long blue wool coats that went past their knees with double-breasted buttons, and the calves they revealed were clad in black leggings, stepping in black leather shoes.

It wasn't just them who were attracted; the people around them also looked over.

They had never seen such an outfit before, and even without seeing their faces clearly, they felt it was absolutely beautiful.

The tense atmosphere at the scene seemed to be diluted by this sudden turn of events.

The crowd of onlookers involuntarily turned their attention to this group of newly arrived girls, and even the veterans preparing to fight couldn't help but be distracted.

Damn! Women are slowing down our blade-drawing speed!

Yuan Jun looked at those girls, his eyes almost fixed; he gently nudged Zhong Zhong Yuemin and asked in a low voice: "Zhong Yuemin, which one do you have your eye on?"

Zhong Zhong Yuemin glared at him irritably, but he no longer looked back at the people preparing to fight, continuing instead to observe the man with the girls.

What kind of ability does this bastard have?

Zheng Tong was also attracted by this scene and couldn't help but tease: "He's too flashy, isn't he?"

The three of them stood in the crowd, seemingly having forgotten the tense atmosphere, just watching this sudden new spectacle.

The tension at the scene seemed to reach a critical point, but the fight that was about to break out was forced to hit the pause button because of this sudden interruption.

Everyone's attention was drawn to this man with the girls.

Even the veterans preparing to fight had to temporarily put away their anger and turn to look this way.

The atmosphere at the scene became eerie for a moment, as if everyone was waiting for what would happen next.

Everyone was looking at him, but he didn't know what had happened yet, his gaze sweeping across the scene, only seeing the busy big stage.

He didn't care about the gazes of the people around him, still laughing and joking with the girls beside him.

That's right, he had brought so many girls out to play; shouldn't others give him some attention?

But when he discovered that the surroundings had gone quiet, and then saw the gazes of Seeing Wei Guo and the others, the smile on his face froze.

He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

It wasn't just Seeing Wei Guo's unfriendly expression; even Zhao Wang Weidong and the others had mockery and ruthlessness on their faces.

"Everyone get back!"

Zhao Wang Weidong shouted at the crowd of onlookers: "I'm settling an old score today!"

Xie Xie Qianjin, who was standing beside him, also had red eyes, gripping the weapon in his hand and ready to move.

"Seeing Wei Guo, let's settle our grudge later; I'm going to collect some interest first."

Seeing Wei Guo, however, stared fixedly at the man's face, not even looking at Xie Xie Qianjin and the others, saying sinisterly: "What a coincidence, I'm going to collect the principal from him!"

"You're fighting over this too?!"

Xie Xie Qianjin looked at Seeing Wei Guo with dissatisfaction and said: "You aren't trying to protect him, are you?"

"Heh heh."

Seeing Wei Guo held the small knife and tilted his chin: "I'm protecting his corpse!"

Xiao Xiao Jianjun suddenly walked out, blocking the path in front of Xie Xie Qianjin and the other, and said: "We're all people from the same circle; things are in the past, so don't..."

"What did you say?!"

Zhao Wang Weidong glared at Xiao Xiao Jianjun, pointing at him with his finger and saying: "If you're still my brother, come with me!"

Seeing Xiao Xiao Jianjun in a difficult position, he tilted his head again and asked: "It's inconvenient, right?"

"Fine!"

He nodded, pointed to the side, and said: "Stand over there! I'll pretend you weren't here today!"

"Wang Weidong! His father is..."

"Get lost!"

Zhao Wang Weidong glared, pointing at Xiao Xiao Jianjun with the weapon in his hand and cursing: "Don't talk nonsense to me, damn it; I'm going to slaughter him today!"