Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

The air in the box was filled with the smell of burning electronic components. Under the monitor screen that had been shattered into a spider web, several broken keyboard keycaps were scattered all over the floor.

The four young men who had looked arrogant before were now lying on the ground howling, especially the red-haired man and Brother Hao. Their left faces were swollen like over-fermented dough, and beads of blood from their brow bones were dripping along their jaw lines into the expensive shirt.

The red-haired man curled up beside the gaming chair. There was a fist-sized bump on his lower back where he had been kicked. He was now holding his purple wrist and wailing, like a dying wild dog still howling.

In comparison, the group of people who just rushed in from the Internet cafe were in a much better condition. At most, a few of them had some damage on their clothes.

"This..." The Internet cafe owner looked at the mess on the floor, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

The Internet cafe owner was a little dumbfounded. He never expected that it would turn out like this. It all happened too fast. Even if the Internet cafe owner wanted to stop it, he was powerless to do anything.

Thanks to Feng Jun's presence, the crazy people stopped.

And now the Internet cafe owner is also feeling a headache. Be it Feng Jun or that Brother Hao, they are people whom he cannot mess with.

Others may not know Brother Hao’s background, but the Internet cafe owner knows it very well.

Brother Hao is a bully in the northern district of Lancheng. Ever since he got the money from the demolition of his family's house, he has started to act like a tyrant in the northern district. He often goes to various nightclubs, Internet cafes, and billiard halls. His arrogant and domineering appearance makes many people dare not speak out.

If the campaign to crack down on crime and eliminate evil had not been carried out for decades, all the ruffians and hooligans in Lancheng would have been eliminated long ago. In the past, this Brother Hao might have been the big boss of the North District.

"Brother Jun, do we need to call the police?" The Internet cafe owner said to Feng Jun, his hand still shaking as he held the phone.

"Don't call the police yet. Is the surveillance camera in your store being repaired today?" Feng Jun waved his hand and said to the Internet cafe owner.

The Internet cafe owner was stunned when he heard Feng Jun's words, then a look of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he immediately said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, there is a problem with the monitoring system, and it is being repaired."

"Okay, leave this matter to me. Don't worry, nothing will happen." Feng Jun patted the Internet cafe owner on the shoulder and said.

Feng Jun couldn't let the Internet cafe owner call the police. Although Feng Jun didn't take any action this time, the group of people who took action were all his fans. If he really called the police, and those guys didn't let him go, he would be charged with gang fighting and locked up in the detention center for ten or eight days. That would not be pleasant at all.

Of course, Feng Jun was not worried that this incident would cause those fans who committed the offense to go to a brothel. After all, in daily fights, as long as no knives were used and no fatal injuries occurred, both sides would be given fifty lashes each, and there was no need to go to a brothel for three to five years.

"Brothers, if you have nothing to do, please wait outside first and I will help you deal with it. Oh, you are too impulsive, but I still want to thank you brothers." Feng Jun looked at the people who were still gathered at the door of the box and expressed his sincere gratitude.

After hearing what Feng Jun said, everyone left the box, but they did not leave first. Some young men with strong blood were even discussing that if they could not reach an agreement, they would take full responsibility.

The box became quiet in an instant, with only Feng Jun, the Internet cafe owner, the so-called Brother Hao and the red-haired gangster left.

When the two men saw the crowd disperse, a hint of resentment flashed across their faces, especially Brother Hao, whose eyes were red, his teeth were chattering, and he clenched his fists, looking like he wanted to punch Feng Jun in the face twice right away.

But then he thought about the fact that there were still a lot of people guarding outside, and the anger that had just been ignited was like being doused with a basin of cold water. He suddenly became a little timid, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Feng Jun picked up a chair that had fallen to the ground, sat on it calmly, looked at the two people in front of him calmly, and said with scrutiny and composure, "Brother Hao, right? Let me introduce myself, Feng Jun, a little-known anchor. How do you want to deal with this matter?

In fact, you were the first to provoke. If you pursue it strictly, you will not get any good results. Now that the fight has started, shouldn’t you think about resolving it properly? "

"Solve it, solve your brother-in-law. You called on others to fight us, but I am not a soft persimmon. Sooner or later, I will fight back." Brother Hao looked extremely angry, the muscles on his face were twisted with anger, he said viciously, the murderous light in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"Oh? Come back? You're welcome anytime, but let me tell you, in Lancheng, if you touch me, the consequences will be very serious." Feng Jun's expression was still calm, and there was even a hint of a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He simply ignored the harsh words that Brother Hao had said. He looked indifferent as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.

"Do you think you are the chief of the police station, or the mayor of the town? What a bullshit!" The red-haired boy at the side looked indignant and shouted at Feng Jun.

However, just as he finished speaking, a crisp sound was heard, and the sound of a slap resounded throughout the box. A bright red palm print appeared on the red-haired boy's originally swollen cheek again.

"Well, I'm not a director or mayor, but I do know the city's leadership team. I just had dinner with them a few days ago. I want to deal with you, but it's actually very simple. Believe me, I have the ability to do it.

You guys usually act like tyrants around here, and you have a lot of dirt on you. If I were to check, I could easily find it out.

Now you have two choices, one is that you take the money and leave, the other is that we continue to make trouble, and then you and those people who started it will go to the brothel together. "Feng Jun wiped his hands and said calmly.

When hearing what Feng Jun said, Brother Hao and the red-haired man's pupils suddenly shrank, and a hint of fear appeared on their faces.

Brother Hao and the red-haired man are not fools. Seeing Feng Jun being so confident, they naturally realized that they had hit a wall today.

These people have always been the ones who bully the weak and fear the strong. Even though they act arrogantly on weekdays, if they really meet a tough guy, they will back down faster than anyone else.

Especially when Brother Hao heard Feng Jun walking with the city's leadership team, he realized that Feng Jun in front of him was not someone he could easily offend.

At this time, Brother Hao suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a big anchor in Lancheng, a top anchor who had tinkered with many companies in Lancheng.

"Who are you? The big anchor in Lancheng?" Brother Hao said tremblingly.

"Yes, it's genuine." Feng Jun said calmly.