Volume One: 125 Fierce Dragons Cross the River

  Li Jianguo walked over slowly, took a look at the situation at the entrance of the bar, and casually asked: "Nothing's wrong, is it?"

  Liu Ziguang smiled and didn't speak, Hei T-shirt smiled and said: "It's okay, brothers haven't started fighting yet, don't know if it's Jian Guo Ge's brother, he didn't mention..."

  Li Jianguo interrupted him and said: "I'm asking you guys, are you alright?"

  Black T-shirt was confused: "We're fine, what's wrong?"

  "Hmph, fortunately we didn't start fighting, if we really fought, how many lives would you have?"

  The black T-shirt looked a bit dissatisfied, and snorted in disgust, but in front of Li Jianguo, he could only endure it.

  "Brother, what's going on? Mao Hai said you might have something going on, and since I was in the neighborhood, I came over to take a look." Li Jianguo said as he pulled out cigarettes to offer Liu Ziguang, who patted his own pack of Zhongnanhai and said: "These days, we only smoke these."

  "Hmm, this is good, rich and full-bodied." Li Jianguo took out a lighter to help him light it up.

  Those dozens of little rascals were all stunned, Jian Guo Ge is a legendary figure, and he's actually so familiar with this unknown newcomer, what's going on?

  "It's nothing, really. This kid dared to flirt with my friend, I just taught him some basic human decency, and he yelled for so many people to come over. The kid is quite interesting." Liu Ziguang exhaled smoke, his face calm and collected.

  "Alright, I'll take care of this." Li Jianguo said, extinguishing his cigarette and walking up to Hei Tuxun. His face had already darkened: "Hei Bao, slap yourself in the face."

  He was stunned by the black T-shirt, seemingly unable to believe his ears, and for a moment he was speechless.

  "I'll say it again for the second time, you know my style, but only three times." Li Jianguo's tone was not severe, on the contrary, it was a slow and gentle tone, but to this group of people, it sounded so cold.

  The black leopard was stunned for five seconds, finally dropped the baseball bat and started slapping its own face. At first, it didn't use much force, but Li Jianguo coldly said: "Use more strength."

  "Slap" "slap", the sound of palms quickly hitting cheeks echoed one after another, and everyone heard it clearly. There were dozens of people at the entrance of the bar, but they were all silent, looking very eerie.

  The black leopard's eyes were gloomy and resentful, like a child scolded by parents, with a hint of defiance. Each slap was extremely heavy, after more than 20 slaps, the face had turned into a pig head, and fresh blood oozed out from the corners of its mouth.

  Li Jianguo looked at Liu Ziguang, who was chatting and laughing with Fang Fei. Noticing Li's gaze, he waved his hand and said: "What are you doing, Jianguo? Give the younger generation some face."

  Li Jianguo nodded gratefully and said to Hei Bao: "Liu Ge has spoken, I'll give him face, so I'll spare you for today."

  The black leopard stopped in its tracks, a pig's head on it was full of resentment and anger.

  Li Jianguo said: "I let you take charge of your own mouth, it's for your own good."

  The black leopard's face changed from anger to confusion.

  "Do you know Si Xi?" Li Jianguo asked.

  "I know, Ma Bi's, wait till he comes out, I'll make him pay the price." At the mention of Si Xi, Hei Bao's face changed from confusion to extreme anger.

  "You probably won't have a chance anymore, Si Xi can't come out, and he's been crippled."

  "What! Who did it? Can you even do that in a detention center?" Black Panther's anger turned into astonishment, his mouth wide open, big enough to fit a light bulb.

  "This brother moved his hand." Li Jianguo pointed at Liu Ziguang. "Some time ago, he got into trouble and was assigned to the same cabin as Sisi. Sisi dared to scold him, was cleaned up, and his spleen was injured, just like that."

  A burst of "hiss" sounds, everyone was gasping in shock. What kind of person is Si Xi? They knew it all too well. That's the most notorious rolling knife meat on the road. In his early years, he practiced boxing and was expelled from the provincial team for causing serious injury to others. When it comes to being tough and ruthless, he is second to none on the road. No one dares to claim first place. Hei Bao was also defeated by him, with three ribs broken, and took half a year to recover from bed.

  Hei Bao is tough enough, and he's not stupid either. In the detention center, he was the leader of the cellblock. Scarface sent people in twice to try and take him down, but both times they ended up getting taken down by Hei Bao instead. This friend of Li Jian Guo's, who single-handedly took down Four Joy and over a dozen violent thugs in his cellblock, must be incredibly formidable.

  To know that Si Xi is guilty of a serious crime, and those who are locked up with him, which one is not a good fellow who can fight and kill, casually pull out one, they are all famous figures in the underworld. Such a group of people actually... dare not think about it.

  Moreover, he is also Jian Guo Ge's brother. Jian Guo Ge is what kind of person, those who are slightly familiar with him have all heard of his glorious deeds, and who isn't convinced? It can be said that this brother must also be a fierce dragon.

  The black leopard is a straightforward fellow, he stepped forward and gave Liu Ziguang a bow: "Brother, sorry about that, I didn't recognize you, my apologies."

  Liu Ziguang smiled calmly: "Nothing."

  "Sorry, sister!" Fang Fei bowed her head and apologized.

  Fang Fei was so frightened that she hid behind Liu Ziguang, clutching his clothes like a startled little bird, but Liu Ziguang clearly heard her stifled giggles, and it seemed that this girl was being smug.

  Don't look at Hei Bao as silly and stupid, he's not foolish either. He had already figured out that Liu Ziguang and Zhao Zhen were not on good terms with him. He politely asked: "Brother, are these people your friends?"

  Zhao Zhen and others had long been stunned, although they were not mixed in the Taoist community, but also slightly knew a few people's names. Liu Ziguo was just out, and even knocked down someone as powerful as Si Xi, what else could be said? They could only regret that they didn't open their eyes and unintentionally offended the big boss of the underworld.

  Zhao Zhen reacted quickly and waved his hand shouting: "Liu Ge, we are our own people."

  Liu Ziguang sneered viciously: "I don't know those people, they even wanted to hit me just now. That one, the one wearing blue clothes." Liu Ziguang pointed at Xiao Yang with his hand, and the latter's face turned pale on the spot.

  "Malley's neighbor! Brother Jian Guo's friend, you dare to provoke him? Are you tired of living?" Hei Bao rushed up in anger and slapped Xiao Yang's head with a loud slap.

  The black leopard's strength was great, and Xiao Yang's eyes immediately became red and swollen, covering his face and wailing. The small country in the municipal party committee was nervous, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground. The black leopard picked it up and took a look, suddenly becoming furious: "Damn! You're still sending blind messages!" With that, he threw a cover-up punch.

  The little country was hit and stumbled, shouting incoherently: "You dare to hit me, I am the municipal party committee!"

  "Oh no, I'm so scared!" Black Panther shouted exaggeratedly, but his strength increased instead, "I'm hitting you!"

  The rest of the minor officials, silent as cicadas in winter, did not dare to come forward and help. However, this could not save them. Since Black Panther had called over so many younger brothers, they had to do something, or else it would be a loss. After all, calling people to fight also required costs - 50 yuan per person for the appearance fee, and afterwards, they still had to foot the bill for wine, with additional charges for those who were injured or disabled, the cost was not low.

  The black leopard shouted, and the younger brothers rushed up to punch and kick, knocking several people to the ground. After a severe beating, Wang Yali was scared to tears. Fang Fei quietly pinched Liu Ziguang in the back, and Liu Ziguang understood, saying: "Alright, a few punches are just a warning."

  "Hei Bao said: 'Alright, I'll give you face, brother.' With a shout, the brothers stopped in mid-air, still grumbling and complaining as they dispersed, leaving behind five injured men with bruised noses and swollen faces."

  "Brother, let's go back to the Mao Family Restaurant. I'll treat you and make amends." Hei Bao said respectfully.

  "Never mind, I have something else to attend to, you guys eat on your own." Liu Ziguang casually waved his hand.

  Li Jianguo also said: "He has something else to attend to, next time then."

  "Hei Bao nodded: 'Alright, let's drink again next time.' Then to Li Jianguo: 'Jianguo, you should go.'"

  Li Jianguo said: "You go first, I'll catch up later."

  Hei Bao led the way and left first. It was only then that Li Jianguo said, "It's been found out, the one who swept the floor in the underground arena is Lao Si."

  Liu Ziguang said: "Alright, I know about this matter now. Whose Black Panther is? It seems that he and Lao Si are not on good terms."

  "Hei Bao is Scar's subordinate, Scar owes me a personal favor, that's all."

  Li Jianguo speaks like this, extremely concise, but the meaning is expressed very clearly.

  "Alright, thanks, I'll go first, we can chat again when we have time." Liu Ziguang was about to leave when Fang Fei finally came out from behind him and smiled sweetly: "Jianguo ge, thank you!"

  Li Jianguo nodded: "Should be."

  ……

  Ten minutes after the incident ended, a police car finally arrived. Two policemen got out lazily and took a look around, asked the manager of 1912 a few questions, confirmed that no one was dead, and then left in their car.

  Fights and brawls near the bar are really too common, especially when scar-faced men are smashing the scene, it's even more expected. Fortunately, these people have a sense of proportion in their hands and won't give the police too much trouble. They're also lazy to check the surveillance video. If all such things were handled, the Public Security Bureau would have nothing else to do.

  Poor Zhao Zhen and a few others, originally went to the bar to pick up girls, but ended up not picking up any girls, instead they got beaten up, their eyes were swollen so badly that they couldn't even drive, had to take a taxi to the hospital for emergency treatment.

  In the cool night breeze, Liu Ziguang rode his 28-inch Forever bike to send Fang Fei back home. Because they were riding against the wind, Fang Fei sat at the back, with one hand around Liu Ziguang's waist and the other holding her phone to send messages.

  The road is long, but there's still plenty of time. The two ride leisurely under the moonlight. Liu Ziguang asks, "Your hands are moving so quickly, your phone is beeping nonstop, who are you contacting?"

  Fang Fei smiled: "And colleagues, they must go to our hospital emergency department nearby, I let my colleagues serve them well, those bad eggs."

  Liu Ziguang burst out laughing: "You also know they're bad eggs."

  "Of course! Aren't they just the sons of some department heads and bureau chiefs? They really think they're young masters, and they even dare to look down on you. Hmph! I'll help you get revenge!"

  Liu Ziguang burst out laughing again, shaking the bicycle, and they rode under the swaying tree shadows of French parasol trees. The moonlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves onto the ground, the evening wind rustling softly, with a quiet beauty. Neither of them spoke, hoping this road would be longer and better.

  Finally arrived at Fang's house, Fang got off the car reluctantly and stuttered: "It's late today, my dad is at home, so I won't invite you to go up."

  Liu Ziguang nodded: "Mm-hmm, got it, you go to bed early."

  As soon as Fang Fei entered the unit door, he heard a series of footsteps going up the stairs. Liu Ziguang remained motionless. After half a minute, Fang Fei's small head popped out from the unit door again: "Why haven't you left yet?"

  "I'll wait until the light in your room is on before I leave." Liu Ziguang pointed upstairs.

  Xiaofang's heart was filled with joy, and she happily ran upstairs. She opened the door to her room without responding to her father's invitation to drink soup, turned on the light, pushed open the window, and looked down. There, under the streetlight, stood Liu Ziguang's tall figure.

  Fang Fei saw Liu Ziguang waving his hand and jumping onto his bicycle, speeding away.

  Fang Fei also waved at him, but Liu Ziguo never turned his head back. She stomped her foot in anger: "Heartless!"

  "Who's being unreasonable?" Director Fang walked in with a towel wrapped around his waist, asking as he looked out the window.

  Fang Fei's face turned red: "Dad, didn't you say I'm not allowed to enter people's rooms randomly, why did you come in again?"

  "Come on in, did he send you back?" The old man was quite lovable.

  "What's with him and her, they're female colleagues." Fang Fei said nervously.

  "Oh, I lent Dad's clothes for a female colleague to wear." said Director Fang with a straight face.

  "Ah, Daddy!" Fang Nai pouted and pushed Director Fang out of her room, then pounced onto the bed, hugging a huge cartoon grey bear with its face up towards the ceiling. Her big eyes blinked repeatedly, a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, but suddenly she seemed to have thought of something and started punching the innocent grey bear violently.

  "Flat you, flat you, flat you, never even turning your head to look at others."

  ……

  At this time, Liu Ziguang did not know that someone was scolding him. He rode his bicycle slowly and thought about who to chop first. This matter cannot be handled rashly, after all, the other party is a degenerate wearing a law enforcement cloak, and if he is not careful, it will bring trouble to himself and his family.

  Suddenly, a strange feeling rose in his mind, and he always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind.