72: C72 Zhou Ah Hu

C72 Zhou Ah Hu

The outskirts of Jade Sea Manor is a private villa that is hardly open to the public and only accepts some friends or social gatherings.

Yang Xuan parked the car at the entrance and looked around. He could not help but smile. If he were to do something big here, it would be a good place. He was not afraid of any trouble.

Two men in black brought Yang Xuan to a private room, then turned around and left. They locked the door from the outside.

"Director Yang, how have you been?"

The greasy man sat on the chair and chuckled. On his right side sat a middle-aged man with sideburns. His back was straight and his eyes were bright. The lines on his forehead... The word king was faintly visible. Even though he did not speak, he still gave off the aura of a king of the jungle.

Apart from that, there were also a few tall and sturdy men in black standing behind him with their hands behind their backs. It seemed that this group of people wasn't hiding anything today. The start of the match showed that it was a Hongmen Banquet.

Under such an atmosphere, most people would more or less show nervousness or discomfort.

However, Yang Xuan acted as if nothing had happened and walked straight towards them. He casually pulled a chair over and sat down. He didn't need anyone to greet him. He picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and placed it in his mouth as he praised. " This fish is not bad. It looks like it's an authentic steamed bass from the Jiangnan area. "

As he spoke, he poured another cup of wine and took a sip. He smacked his lips and praised, "Good wine. I didn't expect to be able to drink an authentic Buddhist hand wine here!"

After he said that, the bearded middle-aged man's expression paused slightly. He looked at Yang Xuan with a hint of surprise and spirit in his eyes.

The greasy man frowned and said with displeasure, "Director Yang, you are a guest today. Isn't it a little impolite to eat first without greeting the owner when you enter the house?"

"Politely?"

Yang Xuan smiled disdainfully. "Didn't you ask me to come and eat? If that was the case, what could I do if I didn't come to eat? Besides, the owner of this place isn't you. I don't care. Why are you shouting here?!"

After he finished speaking, he tore off a chicken leg and started chewing on it. It just so happened that he hadn't eaten in the afternoon, so the dishes here were really not bad.

"Your mother..."

The greasy man was just about to flare up when the bearded man beside him raised his hand to stop him. Then, he gently shook his head and watched Yang Xuan eat and drink with great interest.

After Yang Xuan had eaten his fill, he burped and took two tissues to wipe the corner of his mouth. Then he looked at the greasy man and said, "I'm full. Is there anything else? If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first. Ang."

The greasy man was so angry that the corner of his mouth kept twitching. Why didn't this kid play according to the rules?

However, he suppressed his anger and pointed at the bearded man beside him and said with a smile, "Let me introduce a friend to you. This is my brother, Zhou Ahhu of Longquan. Everyone in the underworld calls him Tiger Lord."

After saying this, the greasy man stared at him without blinking and the corner of his mouth curled up with a touch of confidence.

He believed that as long as it was Nanjiang City, no matter who it was, they would tremble when they heard Zhou Ahhu's name.

However, Yang Xuan's performance once again surprised him.

"Oh, nice to meet you. Today's dinner is your treat, right? Thanks, I'll treat you to supper some other day."

Yang Xuan said to Zhou Ahhu with a smile.

The greasy man was completely stunned. Even if the other party was the president of Tiancheng Group, it was still Zhou Ahhu!

He had called him here today and asked Zhou Ahhu to accompany him. Could this fellow not guess what he meant?

Why did it seem like he was really asked to come and eat?

"You are from Nanjiang. I think I don't need to introduce you to Zhou Ahhu."

The greasy man patiently said, "I don't dare to say anything about other places. It's only in Longquan. Lord Hu is the underground emperor of this place, and this manor is also owned by him. With just one sentence, even if you chop people into minced meat on the spot, it's still something as big as a match. "

Yang Xuan had a habit of smoking after drinking. In fact, he was not in the mood to listen to this grandson blabber at all. He had already said that there was no need to introduce them anymore, so what was the point of talking about later?

Then he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He took out a one-time lighter from his pocket. Because he was used to using the metal lighter from before, he was not used to other lighter. So when he lit the fire, his movements seemed a little unnatural.2

However, in the eyes of the greasy man, the other party was obviously feeling guilty.

He said proudly, "Director Yang's performance in the office today has disappointed me. But what about me? I'm especially fond of helping people. Doesn't Director Yang like to pour tea on people? Come, I will let you continue to splash water. There is no tea here. Use wine instead. If you don't splash..."

Swish!

Before he could finish his words, Yang Xuan suddenly raised his wine glass and poured it on the other party's face. Then, he made an innocent expression, "If I don't satisfy this request of yours, it really won't make sense."

"F * ck you!"

The greasy man was furious. He did not expect the man to have such guts. "Brother Hu, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and do it!"

Zhou Ahhu put down his chopsticks unhurriedly and nodded. "Okay."

Then, he grabbed an urn from the table.

The greasy man used his hand to wipe the alcohol stains on his face and said fiercely to Yang Xuan, "I see how arrogant you are. In a while, don't f * cking cry and kneel down to beg me. Brother Hu, be more ruthless..."

Bang!

Before he finished his words, the ash vat suddenly exploded on the greasy man's head and fresh blood instantly flowed down his head.

The greasy man rolled to the ground and hugged his head as he cried out strangely, "Brother Hu, what do you mean?!"

Zhou Ahhu snorted coldly and said, "Didn't you ask me to do it just now? You still want me to make a move a little fiercer. I'll satisfy you! "

As he spoke, he suddenly stood up. He pulled out a chair and threw it fiercely at the greasy man. Then, he gave him a violent kick.

It could be seen that Zhou Ahhu had some skill in his hands, and his kick was especially fierce. After a violent kick, at least five or six ribs were broken on the greasy man's body, and he fainted from the pain.

Only then did Zhou Ahhu stop. He smiled at Yang Xuan and said, "This is also the first time I have heard of such a request. If I don't satisfy him, I will be a little embarrassed."

Yang Xuan looked at Zhou Ahhu suspiciously, "Did we know each other before?"

Zhou Ahhu's action just now was indeed a little out of Yang Xuan's expectations. He was already prepared to shake off his shoulders and fight, but he did not expect Zhou Ahhu to make things difficult for the greasy man.

Zhou Ahhu stood up and respectfully bowed to Yang Xuan. He said, "I don't know, but brother's name has long been heard by my ears. I wonder if you remember that there was a misunderstanding between you and my two useless sons in Longquan Moun Village a while ago?"

Yang Xuan frowned. He recalled the time when he was in Longquan Moun Manor. Zhao Xiaodan had taken care of a few people. The leader of the group seemed to be called Zhou Ahbao.

"Zhou Ahbao is your son?" Yang Xuan asked.

"He is my son."

Zhou Ahhu said with a smile, "That day, my son was insensible and offended you, brother. Please don't take offense. I have already severely punished my son. I will ask him to personally serve wine another day and apologize to brother."

"What do you mean?"

Yang Xuan was confused. Logically speaking, Zhou Ahbao should have stood up for him after being taught a lesson by him. As his father, Zhou Ahhu should have stood up for him. Why did he become so polite to him?

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