124 National Brother Arrives

  Liu Ziguang didn't take these guys seriously at all. What's the big deal about being a driver for the director of the finance bureau, a small section chief in the land bureau, or a public servant in the municipal party committee? It was really too trivial to be worth his attention.

  Today's main task is to accompany Fang Fei, after all, it's Fang Fei's friend, and if I were to severely scold these little brats, Fang Fei would lose face too, so Liu Ziguang won't bother with them.

  But these so-called rich second-generation kids think differently, they all work in government agencies or monopolized units, with no worries about food and clothing, their parents also have some small power, compared to Liu Ziguang, a city's grassroots people, they still have a sense of superiority.

  A broken security guard is so arrogant, is there still justice? The tobacco monopoly bureau's little foreign temper is the most explosive. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the wine bottle: "Damn! Zhen Ge is talking to you, are you deaf?"

  Zhao Zhen stretched out his arm and stopped Xiao Yang, saying: "This is the Fourth Brother's territory, so you have to give some face."

  Xiao Yang grumbled and put down the wine bottle.

  Zhao Zhen pulled out a cigarette, and except for Liu Ziguang, everyone threw one away and took out a ZIPPO to light it up. They stared at Liu Ziguang with tiger-like eyes, the firelight of the cigarette heads flickering in the darkness. Several people thought they had formed a strong deterrent atmosphere against this little security guard, but Liu Ziguang still seemed unaffected, shaking his head and tapping his feet to the music.

  "Niu Ziguang, come out for a moment, let's talk outside the bar." Zhao Zhen stood up and hooked his finger.

  Liu Ziguang remained motionless as a mountain.

  Xiaoyang got even angrier and picked up the wine bottle again: "You want to die, huh?"

  Liu Ziguang finally showed some expression, he smiled slyly at Xiao Yang and said: "Dare to hit me? Believe it or not, I'll make you swallow all the glass shards."

  "Damn it!" This time Zhao Zhen couldn't hold back either, and Xiao Yang really swung up the wine bottle.

  Just as a bloody case was about to happen, a scream suddenly came from the dance floor, and people's heads were chaotic. It was obviously an accident. The voice was very familiar. Zhao Zhen immediately rushed out: "It's Wang Yali!"

  The rest of them didn't even bother with Liu Ziguang anymore and also fled in a hurry.

  In the middle of the dance floor, Liu Zhuo was lying in a sorry state, his face covered in blood. Wang Yali and Fang Xi were standing beside him, still shaken. Across from them, two tall men with shaved heads stood with arrogant expressions, cigarettes clenched in their hands. The bar patrons gathered around, watching with great interest. Whoever dared to cause trouble at 1912 was definitely not a good person. Today, there would be a good show to watch.

  Zhao Zhen and others didn't mince words, they went up and pushed the opponent, scolding and cursing in their mouths. They often played at 1912 and knew the people who covered the scene here, so they were fearless.

  Zhao Zhen's side had more people, with four against two, but then several people stood up from the next table, walking over with their arms around each other and smoking, all with a look of arrogance on their faces, with thick arms covered in various tattoos, clearly a bunch of thugs.

  Zhao Zhen felt a bit guilty and shouted: "Fourth Uncle!"

  Several bar security guards have arrived, but they are clearly at a disadvantage in terms of momentum. Zhao Zhen's "Fourth Brother" has not appeared either. The bar manager came over to mediate and said a few words in a low voice, but the other side didn't give him any face and pointed at Liu Zhuo, saying he wanted to take care of him.

  Just as things were getting out of hand, Liu Ziguang gently grasped Fang Wei's shoulder from behind: "Enjoy watching fights?"

  "Hmm." Fang Fei nodded excitedly, then suddenly shook his head: "Not fun, and when we get back, we'll just be adding more trouble to the emergency department. I think I understand now where those people who get beaten up at midnight come from. Forget it, let's go back."

  Liu Ziguang didn't want to get involved in this matter either, the more intense the fight was, the better, and he had no relationship with them whatsoever. Just as he was pulling Fang Fei away, a young man from the other side suddenly pointed at Fang Fei and shouted: "You can't leave! You two came in together!"

  Although Fang Fei liked to watch the excitement, when it really happened to herself, she was still scared and trembled. When Liu Ziguang heard this sentence, he had already counted in his heart that the other party must be looking for trouble, and this matter could not be settled peacefully.

  "Does he think he's a cop or something? He says no one can leave, so no one can leave?" Liu Ziguang said with disdain, his eyes already scanning around for anything within reach.

  "Who are you, living next to Ma Le? So arrogant!" One of the leaders, a tall and muscular guy with a black tight-fitting T-shirt, stood out with an extremely arrogant attitude. He was about 1.8 meters tall, with bulging muscles wrapped in his clothes, clearly a trained man.

  He looked up and down at Liu Ziguang, but couldn't find this person in his memory bank, so he turned his gaze to Fang Fei: "Ma Ziteng is upright, front convex and back concave, if this pair of long legs were put on shoulders..."

  Obscene language had not been finished, only heard a crisp sound, no one saw Liu Ziguang take action, just saw the black T-shirt face with five blood-red fingerprints, and the person was also beaten dizzy.

  A burst of surprise, someone among the guests recognized that this black T-shirt was under another mixed good scar brother, who had practiced bodybuilding and taekwondo, and was also a famous fighter in the underworld. Unexpectedly, he was so humiliated today, and before even fighting back, he was slapped with a loud slap, still crisp.

  Zhao Zhen and others have helped Liu Zhuo up, asked him clearly about what happened just now. First, Liu Zhuo bumped into that person, bumping into each other on the dance floor is normal, but that person actually scolded loudly, Liu Zhuo was also a person who couldn't bear the anger, so he fought back, as a result, he didn't hit anyone else, but was slapped several times and punched in the face.

  "Where's Si Xi? Why isn't he here?" Zhao Zhen asked the bar security guard.

  "Si Xi Ge went in a while ago, and there's no one watching the scene. Coincidentally, Si Ge also had something to do outside, what bad luck." The head of security was sweating profusely, desperately making phone calls, but it seemed like they weren't having much effect.

  A loud slap rang out, and the little security guard who didn't know Taishan actually made the first move. Zhao Zhen and others saw it, first with a joyful expression, then their hearts tightened. They all came in together, just sitting at the same table earlier, but were considered to be in cahoots by these people and suffered as a result.

  "Big Brother Zhen, what to do? Should we call the police?" Xiao Yang's earlier arrogance was gone, his voice slightly trembling. At this moment, he still had a bit of fear in his heart, that security guard looked quite skilled, if they really fought earlier, he might have been at a disadvantage.

  This slap, Liu Ziguang still held back, otherwise he would have knocked out the black T-shirt's teeth. However, the black T-shirt didn't take it lying down. With a loud roar, he unleashed his long-practiced leg technique, delivering a swift side kick at lightning speed towards Liu Ziguang's head. The movement was beautiful and powerful, kicking extremely high, showcasing excellent Taekwondo skills.

  Almost at the same time, Liu Ziguang also kicked his leg out, an extremely simple action, just kicking one foot on the supporting leg of the black T-shirt, the black T-shirt lost its balance and fell to the ground.

  When Lao Da was eating, a little brother next to him had red eyes and swung a chair to hit over. Liu Ziguang had already picked up the Chivas Regal wine bottle on the table next to him, threw it out, and smashed his face open.

  Hei T-shirt climbed up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glared at Liu Ziguang fiercely, "Let's go!"

  A few people helped up their injured brother and walked away in a sorry state.

  "Want to play again?" Liu Ziguang said maliciously from behind, causing some guests to chuckle.

  The bar security guard finally let out a sigh of relief and walked over to Liu Ziguang, handing him a cigarette and asking: "Who's your brother hanging out with?"

  Liu Ziguang smiled calmly and didn't take the cigarette. He walked straight to Zhao Zhen's side and said, "Director Zhao, isn't there something you want to talk to me about?"

  "It's nothing," Zhao Zhen replied simply, his face pale as iron.

  "Anyway, it's fine now. I'm just giving you all a heads up: if anyone dares to show even the slightest disrespect to Fang Ni in the future, I'll beat him until his own mother won't recognize him." As he spoke, Liu Ziguang casually put his arm around Fang Ni's shoulders, while Fang Ni leaned into him with a sweet and contented expression that was obvious even to an idiot.

  Zhao Zhenyi and the others still didn't speak, a good man doesn't eat losses in front of him, only Liu Zhuo stared at Fang Fei with jealous and resentful eyes, thinking to himself, your kung fu is useless, when our big troops arrive, you won't even have a complete corpse.

  Such things are common in bars, so the customers didn't pay attention, but Zhao Zhen and others understood that the other side had lost out and would definitely call people over. If they didn't leave now, it would be too late. This wasn't the time to flirt with girls, Fang Fei's matter could be put aside for now.

  A few people hastily settled the bill and left in 1912, all with a somewhat tense expression. Wang Yali was clearly frightened, her face pale, and she hasn't said a word until now, not even greeting Fang Fei.

  Seeing them leave, Fang Fei asked happily: "Will you protect me in the future?"

  Liu Ziguang nodded: "No matter who bullies you, I will help you out."

  "That... why are you protecting me?" Fang Fei Ming asked with a hint of deliberate provocation, her face flushing with a touch of crimson.

  "You're so obedient, of course I'll protect you." Liu Ziguang didn't get stupid to the point where he'd confess in public now, and instead teased with a smile.

  "Answer is no good...... Oh, they're gone, let's hurry up and leave too, or else we'll be in trouble when those people come back to kill us." Fang Xi finally came to her senses and pulled Liu Ziguang to leave.

  It wasn't until I reached the gate that I realized it was too late. The other side had quickly gathered dozens of people, and the entrance to 1912 was packed with people squatting and standing, all speaking in hushed tones, their waists bulging with something.

  Zhao Zhen and others have been detained, standing together in a daze. Zhao Zhen is explaining something to them in a low voice, Liu Zhuo is secretly dialing on his phone behind them, Wang Yali's legs are trembling, and the other men are also scared, hanging their heads and not daring to speak.

  Fang Fei took one look at this situation and was so scared that she almost shrank back, but Liu Ziguang pulled her back: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

  Fang Fei grasped Liu Ziguang's arm tightly: "No way, there are too many of them, you can't beat them, why don't you hurry up and run, don't worry about me."

  Liu Ziguang patted Fang Fei's head, revealing two rows of white teeth as he smiled: "Silly girl, this scene isn't enough to watch, later you find a place to hide, don't get splattered with blood."

  Fang Fei was so angry she almost cried: "You're going to die."

  Liu Ziguang said in a low voice: "Someone will die, but it's definitely not me."

  Dozens of people were blocked at the door, and they were still affectionate with each other. It was too much to ignore others. The black T-shirt was furious, pointing at Liu Ziguang with a baseball bat and scolding: "Have you two had enough! That man! You little comparison, come here and see if I can't beat you to death today!"

  Liu Ziguang suddenly turned his head, his eyes gleaming like electricity, which startled the black T-shirt and made him feel a bad omen rising from his heart, making his hair stand on end, feeling very uncomfortable.

  But with so many brothers around, even if they were to crush him, he would still be afraid of being crushed to death!

  Liu Ziguang patted Fang Fei's shoulder again, and then walked over slowly, standing in front of the black T-shirt, saying proudly: "Are you going up together or are you going up together?"

  The words were filled with extremely arrogant provocation, the black T-shirt involuntarily took a step back, not daring to make eye contact with Liu Ziguang. However, he quickly thought of the insult he had just received, and the five-finger mark on his face was still there, so he couldn't help but rage: "Brothers, beat him up!"

  At this moment, a very calm but irresistible majestic voice sounded: "Who dares to move my brother."

  The crowd of onlookers turned their heads to look, and saw a burly middle-aged man walking over, wearing very ordinary shirts and pants, but the kind of aura that came from years of wandering the jianghu was something that couldn't be hidden no matter how hard he tried.

  "Founding Brother." All the little rascals hid their hands behind their backs, stood up straight, just like welcoming a teacher's inspection as Young Pioneer members, and shouted out these three words in unison.