Chapitre 129: Chapter 129: She'll just scold you a bit. It won't be a big deal, will it?
Tang Wan's complexion changed slightly as she looked at Zhou Chen nervously.
"Don't be nervous. I'll make a call to check." Zhou Chen took out his phone and dialed Wu Hui's number.
"Boss, I've already sent some people there."
"What's his number?"
"I'll send it to you in a text message."
"Okay."
After hanging up the call, Wu Hui quickly sent a text message.
Zhou Chen dialed the number.
On the other end of the line, Monk Wei said, "Who is it?"
Zhou Chen replied, "I'm Zhou Chen. Is it safe at the dock?"
Hearing that it was Zhou Chen on the other side, Monk Wei immediately perked up. "It's safe. Those guys were so scared that they pissed their pants when they saw us!"
Zhou Chen asked again, "So are all the people on the shore yours?"
"Yeah, that's right."
"Thank you. You guys can go back now."
"Okay, boss!"
After Monk Wei hung up the phone, he led his brothers to withdraw.
He felt a bit regretful that he didn't get to see the boss that Brother Hui had mentioned.
Walking out of the entrance of the scenic area, Monk Wei wiped his bald head and said with narrowed eyes, "All of you hide first. I suspect those guys haven't left yet."
More than thirty people immediately scattered in all directions.
Wei the Monk bought a bottle of Red Bull and a pack of cigarettes at the small store, and then sat on a stool smoking.
About half an hour later, Zhou Chen and the other two walked out of the entrance of the scenic area.
Lu Qing said wearily, "I'll take a taxi back first. The photos will be developed tomorrow. I can deliver them to your door, or you can come and pick them up yourselves."
Zhou Chen handed 600 yuan to Lu Qing. "500 yuan is for the photos you took, and the other 100 yuan is for reimbursing your taxi fare and treating you to a meal."
The distance from here to Lu Qing's wedding dress shop wasn't far. A taxi ride would cost about ten-plus yuan, and a meal would be even cheaper. A better fast food would only cost about twenty-plus yuan, so 100 yuan was more than enough.
Lu Qing didn't stand on ceremony. He took the money and put it in his pocket, then took out two business cards from his pocket and handed them to the two. "If you need any clothing design or customization in the future, you can contact me."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lu Qing left on his own.
Qi Yunfeng drove his car to the entrance.
Just at this moment, two vans surrounded them.
Before the cars had even come to a complete stop, the doors were pushed open, and more than twenty men with baseball bats jumped out of the two vans.
Qi Yunfeng got out of the car and stared at these twenty-something young men with sharp eyes and asked, "What do you want?"
A burly man in his thirties with a Mohawk hairstyle slowly walked out of the crowd. "It has nothing to do with you. Be smart and get out of here quickly!"
"And if I don't?"
Qi Yunfeng's eyes were glinting with cold light, like a fierce tiger about to break out of its cage.
"Yo ho?"
The man with the Mohawk hairstyle looked Qi Yunfeng up and down and sneered, "Then get beaten up together!"
When he met Qi Yunfeng's gaze, he couldn't help but shudder.
What was going on?
Scared by just a look?
The man with the spiky hair threw away the cigarette in his hand and stamped it out with his foot, then shifted his gaze to Zhou Chen and said, "So you're the one who pissed off my old lady?"
Zhou Chen said calmly, "Your mother was being outspoken."
The man with the spiky hair's face darkened. "I admit my mother is a bit of a chatterbox, but she just scolded you a couple of times. What could it do to you? Didn't your parents teach you to respect the old and cherish the young?"
Zhou Chen was amused and asked, "I didn't hit your mother, did I?"
"No, you didn't. But you dirtied my mother's clothes with water mixed with ink... That's her most beloved dress..."
"Just dirtied the clothes. It's not that big of a deal, is it?"
"I'm too lazy to reason with you. Might makes right!"
The man with the spiky hair snatched a baseball bat from a younger brother beside him and swung it at Zhou Chen.
"Ah..."
Tang Wan was so frightened that she screamed and quickly closed her eyes.
Zhou Chen held Tang Wan in his arms and spun around, turning his back to the man with the Mohawk hairstyle.
Qi Yunfeng would naturally not let the boss get hurt. He kicked out violently, sending the man with the Mohawk hairstyle flying two meters away.
"What..."
The younger brothers of the man with the Mohawk hairstyle were dumbfounded.
"Ouch..."
The man with the Mohawk hairstyle groaned on the ground, "What are you guys standing there for? Didn't you see your boss getting beaten up?"
Those younger brothers looked at each other, and one of them said timidly, "Boss, this guy seems to have some martial arts training..."
"Training my ass! Are so many of us still afraid of just one guy?"
The man with the Mohawk hairstyle roared loudly.
Qi Yunfeng stood in front of Zhou Chen and said in a low voice, "You guys get in the car first. I'll deal with these guys."
"Be careful..."
Zhou Chen protected Tang Wan as they got into the car, and then he himself also got in.
The younger brothers of the man with the Mohawk hairstyle all raised their baseball bats and rushed towards Qi Yunfeng.
"Stop!"
Wei the Monk led over thirty people and surrounded them.
The group of younger brothers of the man with the Mohawk hairstyle were all stunned.
Huh? Who was this now?
They were all wearing unified black vests, with thick waists and broad shoulders, and their bodies were covered with tattoos. Several of them were even holding long, stick-like weapons wrapped in newspapers in their arms.
The man with the Mohawk hairstyle was dumbfounded at this moment.
What was going on here?
Weren't they supposed to be at the dock?
The man with the Mohawk hairstyle didn't know that Wei the Monk was here to look for Zhou Chen.
About three hours ago, he received a call from his mother, saying that she had been bullied in the scenic area. He immediately summoned a group of brothers and rushed over.
He had originally planned to go directly to the Acacia Island to find the kid who had bullied his mother. Unexpectedly, a bald monk showed up with a group of tough guys who looked really intimidating.
His small and insignificant gang was no match for those real tough guys.
To avoid a conflict, he immediately led his brothers to flee in a hurry before this group of people even arrived.
But he didn't plan to let it go just like that. Instead, he waited outside the scenic area for that young couple.
And then...
After seeing the young couple as described by his mother, he immediately led his men to surround them.
What he never expected was that the driver of this kid was actually a martial artist.
Actually, that wasn't a big deal either.
No matter how good your kung fu is, you're still afraid of kitchen knives.
No matter how powerful he was, he was just one person.
With over twenty of his own men, was he supposed to be afraid of just one guy?
But the man with the Mohawk hairstyle had calculated everything, except that he never expected those tough guys to interfere in his business.
The man with the Mohawk hairstyle got up from the ground and said tremblingly, "Brother, may I ask who you're working for?"
Smack!
What he got in response was a stinging slap across the face. Immediately, the man with the Mohawk hairstyle had blood gushing from his nose and mouth. His head was ringing, and his ears were throbbing with pain. He suspected that his eardrums had been punctured.
Wei the Monk said calmly, "Listen up. I work for Cao Yuan!"
Cao Yuan?
The man with the spiky hair narrowed his eyes and said, "Then would you please go back and tell Cao Yuan that I'll remember this incident..."
Bang!
Wei the Monk swept the man with the Mohawk hairstyle to the ground with a roundhouse kick and sneered, "There are plenty of people who've crossed us. Who the hell do you think you are?"
The group of younger brothers of the man with the Mohawk hairstyle were all trembling with fear.
So ruthless!
Isn't he a monk?
Could it be that he's been possessed by demons?
Wei the Monk walked up to the car with a smile, bent down, and knocked on the car window.
Zhou Chen lowered the window and said, "Thank you..."
Wei the Monk took a look at the girl in the boss's arms and had a bright smile on his face. "You're welcome..."
Zhou Chen then closed the window.
Wan'er didn't want him to get too close to them.
Wei the Monk walked up to Qi Yunfeng, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Your leg skills are good. How about we have a sparring session sometime?"
Qi Yunfeng gave Wei the Monk a casual glance and said, "I didn't learn martial arts to compete or show off."
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