My friend's uncle took a fancy to me

After knowing what he meant, Chen Liang felt angry and defended himself: "That's called hugging. It's nothing to wear such thick clothes."

Zhou Qizheng sneered, his eyes becoming sinister: "Oh! It's nothing? I don't think it's a big deal if you don't want your right arm today!"

As soon as Chen Liang finished speaking, before he could react, Zhou Qizhen made a move, grabbed his right arm, and then twisted it rapidly. The horrifying sound of bones dislocating, accompanied by shrill screams of severe pain, resounded throughout the bar.

It was only covered up by the music and noise for a moment, but it still attracted the attention of the people around. Li Yuxuan was completely shocked by Zhou Qizhen's behavior. He never thought that he, who was over 30 years old, would fight with others like a young boy.

I remember the last time he fought with someone was because his father later married his aunt. Once, he was teased by a young man from the same circle, and he beat him so hard that he was sent to the hospital.

Li Yuxuan felt that he had vented his anger with that punch, but breaking someone's arm was indeed a bit too much. He quickly grabbed Zhou Qizheng, fearing that he would lose control and attack again: "That's enough, Lao Zhou, calm down."

Zhou Qizhen ignored him and stepped over Chen Liang, who was lying on the ground groaning, then sat on the sofa in the booth and put his feet on the table in front.

He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and blew out a smoke ring. He narrowed his eyes and said to Chen Liang's accomplices who were already standing nearby in shock: "How many cups did she drink just now? The women among you should drink the same number of cups, and the men should drink double."

Then he turned to the manager who was already sweating profusely, "Could you please get me some cash?"

The manager came over a long time ago when this happened. For him, he couldn't afford to offend either side. Thinking that the old man would leave after beating someone, he came over to comfort the person who was beaten. But who would have thought that the man who beat someone would come back again. If he wanted to survive in Hangzhou, he knew who he could and couldn't offend, and he knew clearly who he couldn't offend, the Zhou family or the Chen family.

Hearing the order from the current head of the Zhou family, he quickly took out the cash as quickly as possible: "Mr. Zhou, I only have 200,000 cash. Do you think it's enough? If not, I'll have someone go to the ATM to withdraw it."

Zhou Qizheng looked up at the few people who were still standing there, not daring to move: "How much money did you spend just now?"

Seeing that no one said anything, Zhou Qizheng raised his voice and said, "Speak."

Finally, Huangmao gritted his teeth and replied, "Five thousand."

Zhou Qizhen sneered: "Ten thousand for each of you, drink!" After saying that, he raised his chin to indicate that they could start.

Huangmao bravely asked, "Well, what if we can't finish it?" He didn't even dare to ask what if he didn't drink it.

Zhou Qizheng took a puff of his cigarette and said, "It's simple. Each of you will pay me 60,000."

Huang Mao: "..."

Huangmao was secretly complaining in his heart and was going to tell his parents when he got home that the reason why the Zhou family had become more successful in recent years was not because of their legitimate business, but because of Zhou Qizhen's evil heart. His mother was right, and he should not mess with Zhou Qizhen.

Several people drank the wine reluctantly, not because they couldn't afford the 60,000 yuan, but because they didn't dare not finish it. Finally, before leaving, they transferred the cash to the bar manager, and transferred a part of it extra as compensation for damaged items.

At first, the manager was determined not to accept the extra part until Li Yuxuan persuaded him.

When leaving, he whispered a few words into the manager's ear.

The bar manager nodded repeatedly and said, "I understand. Don't worry, Mr. Li."

Li Yuxuan didn't care about Chen Liang's life or death. He was worried that if something really happened, it would affect Zhou Qizhen.

On the way back, Zhou Qi was driving very fast, which scared Li Yuxuan so much that he regretted having to take his car back.

"Old Zhou, drive slower."

Seeing that he had no intention of slowing down, she subconsciously grabbed the armrest above the passenger seat. "No, Mr. Zhou, you're done fighting and the anger is gone, so don't be angry anymore. If it's because of that Xiao Qiao and Hazelnut incident... Oh! Damn it, brother, slow down."

She struggled to use her left hand to take out the few hazelnuts he had given her earlier from her pocket and put them in the storage box next to the gear. "Don't get excited. I still have a few here. You can take them first. If you weren't so stingy, wouldn't it be better if you gave me a few more? Now..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhou Qizheng braked and stopped the car on the side of the road: "Get out."

Li Yuxuan was stunned for a moment, but he quickly unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car. Although it would be shameful to tell others that he was kicked out of the car by his brothers, saving his life was the most important thing after all.

……

Lu Xiaoqiao and the others didn't speak on the way home, and the atmosphere was depressing. Zhao Zhizhi was extremely uncomfortable because of his illness and so many things that happened to him. But even so, he followed the three of them into the house.

Qin Momo couldn't hold back her tears any longer after entering the room. "Yes, I'm sorry. It's all because of me that I got you into trouble."

Zhao Zhizhi was originally filled with rage, but when he saw her crying, he couldn't say anything he wanted to scold her. However, he still pointed at her and said angrily, "I told you, no matter how much money you make in that kind of place, you can't go there. You actually went there secretly without telling me. How can I not be angry?"

Zhao Zhizhi was kicked by Zhao Jia after he finished speaking: "That's enough! She's already crying, why are you still being so mean to her?"

Zhao Zhizhi, who was kicked, said: "Don't cry, it's your fault for not listening."

After hearing what he said, Qin Momo didn't dare to cry out loud anymore. She just bit her lips tightly to prevent any sound from coming out, and her body trembled slightly due to sobbing.

Seeing her like this, Lu Xiaoqiao felt a little distressed and walked up to her and hugged her: "Momo, don't cry, aren't we all fine? We have our money back. Please don't go to work there anymore, okay? I don't think it's safe there either."

Zhao Jia glanced at the two of them and sat on the sofa. "Luckily I ran into Mr. Zhou today, otherwise this matter would be really difficult to handle. I think that man seems to be going back on his word. If he does, we won't be able to escape."

Qin Momo withdrew from Lu Xiaoqiao's arms, sniffed, and said, "Yeah! I really want to thank Mr. Zhou today. Xiaoqiao, why did you and Mr. Zhou start arguing after you left?"

Zhao Zhizhi also wanted to know.

Seeing that all three of them were looking at him, Lu Xiaoqiao got over his excitement. Now he recalled what he had said to them, and looked at the hazelnut in his hand. He regretted it so much that he wanted to slap himself. But he did say too much, and that was why he was angry.

I smiled awkwardly: "Uh, it's nothing, just a small matter. I'll apologize to him in a few days when he's calmed down."

Seeing that it was too late, they quickly lay down to rest after packing up. Lu Xiaoqiao had drunk some wine, so she went to the bathroom several times in the middle of the night, but she still slept soundly without any worries.

On the other hand, Zhou Qizhen was so angry that after returning home, he washed up and lay on the bed and started to think about all sorts of things. The more he thought, the more he couldn't sleep. Later, he simply got up, took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, and sat alone on the balcony, staring at the river view outside the window.

The wine glass in my hand swayed gently, swayed, swayed and fell into memories...