Chapter 110: Wishing Longevity

  Zhao Tiezhu first told Tieshou to go to the hotel and open a private room, while he drove with Fan Jian to the train station. He remembered that he and Fan Jian had gone to the train station before to pick up Fan Jian's girlfriend Li Yu. This time, they were also going to pick up a woman, only this time the woman was much better than Li Yu. "It really is a different world." Fan Jian looked deep in thought, and Zhao Tiezhu disdainfully punched him with his fist. "You're just a vulgar person, still pretending to be something you're not?"

  "Haha, I don't look like I'm pretending, Iron Pillar, you're the one who looks like you're pretending. Haha." Fan Jian chuckled and flicked away the cigarette butt in his hand, walking towards Wu Qian, who was pushing a suitcase out. Seeing Fan Jian, she excitedly waved at him. Before they could even talk, a pained "Ah yo" cry came from beside them, and a man was hopping on one foot, clutching at it. A few men immediately surrounded him, and in the process, Wu Qian, who looked completely bewildered, was also encircled.

  "My foot, your suitcase has crushed my foot, I've got a fracture. You have to compensate me!" The man covering his foot shouted loudly, and the people around him scolded in unison, "How can you walk like that? Didn't you see anyone?"

  "What quality."

  "Fine, fine, just give me the money already."

  Wu Qian was flustered for a moment, these people were simply blackmailing, could a suitcase really crush someone's toes? This kind of talk was as absurd and laughable as saying that playing hide-and-seek could kill oneself or washing one's face could drown oneself.

  Fan Jian furrowed his brow, pushed through the crowd and walked to Wu Qian's side, saying, "What's going on? So many people surrounding you, trying to intimidate who?" His face wore an expression of unprovoked majesty, a result of Iron Fist's teachings. Before fighting, he would first make a show of having an imposing presence, often enough to intimidate others.

  The people around were also stunned, Fan Jian was fat but still very tall, with a face full of anger, making everyone who looked at him feel a little intimidated. The few people next to him exchanged a slight glance, and a dagger suddenly appeared in one person's hand.

  "Damn it, I told you to mind your own business." The man with the dagger suddenly stabbed towards Fan Jian. There were many migrant workers around the train station, so they often carried knives and other weapons on them, and would easily get into fights and stab people before running away. The police couldn't catch them, and since there were no deaths and only ordinary citizens were injured, the police generally didn't bother to seriously investigate these cases. This led to these people becoming even more reckless. From this first sentence, you can see how reckless they are, as they're already trying to stab someone.

  The knife had not yet stabbed Fan Jian, and Zhao Tiezhu appeared, knocking down the person holding the knife with a few punches. As for the person covering his foot, Zhao Tiezhu didn't show any courtesy either, and kicked him flying with one kick.

  "Hey buddy, where are you from? We're Dragon Brother's people." A middle-aged man who looked somewhat prestigious said in the crowd.

  "Dragon Brother? These days, even cats and dogs dare to call themselves 'brother'. Alas." Zhao Tiezhu shook his head disdainfully.

  His face changed, and he said in a very ugly tone, "One of the thirteen taibao of the Zhongheng Gang, the big brother of FJ Railway Station, Dragon Brother, you must have heard of him."

  "Thirteen Taibao? It really looks like that's what happened." Zhao Tiejun shook his head and said to Fan Jian, "Let's go."

  The people around him did not expect this young man to be so arrogant. In FJ City, you may not know who the mayor is or who the richest person is, but you will definitely know about the Gang of Horizontal and Vertical. The Thirteen Taibao of the Gang of Horizontal and Vertical are said to be high-ranking officials personally recruited by the leader of the gang. Each person has their own territory, with extremely great power and influence. Zhao Tiezhu actually ignored one of the thirteen taibaos, Yilong Ge, and these people all looked at Zhao Tiezhu with a deadpan expression.

  Zhao Tiezhu's expression didn't change, but his heart was slightly moved. This Dragon Brother seemed to have been mentioned in the information Chen Weiguo had given him. He was a rather formidable figure in the Thirteen Taibao, and it was said that he had once ranked twentieth on the Dragon List before being beaten down and withdrawing from the rankings. His strength was extremely powerful.

  Is he even stronger than me? Zhao Tiezhu sneered, perhaps only the leader of the Zhongheng Gang, White Tiger, could make him take it seriously.

  Wu Qian let out a sigh and said to Fan Jian, "I didn't expect FJ's public security to be not very good either."

  "So that's why we need people like us who are willing to help and fight for justice."

  Wu Qian expressed disdain.

  Zhao Tiezhu drove to a hotel, where he and Tieshou held a simple welcoming dinner for Wu Qian. Then, Tieshou arranged a position for Wu Qian as an accountant. Wu Qian had experience and quickly got started. Her office was located next to FJ University, which delighted Fan Jian. He began skipping classes even more frequently and became the school's second "King of Skipping Classes" after Zhao Tiezhu.

  At around 7 pm, Zhao Tiezhu, Fan Jian and Tieshou boarded a bus heading to the city center.

  Panlong Hotel in FJ City is just an ordinary, unstarred hotel, but it has a place that cannot be ignored - the headquarters of the Panlong Gang! It only entertains acquaintances and dignitaries, not open to ordinary people, so usually, it's deserted.

  That night, in the hotel's parking lot, there were nearly a hundred cars parked early on, all of which were luxury cars. You'd be embarrassed to greet people if you drove a BMW 5 series here. A BMW 7 series? That was just the worst. Let me tell you, in this parking lot, there were at least ** Rolls-Royces, and rows upon rows of Mercedes-Benz, Ferraris, and Lotuses. Zhao Tiezhu's Benz, with three people on board, followed the security guard's directions to find a parking spot, and after parking the car, a black Lamborghini quickly drove over, performing a beautiful drift before entering the parking space. A man with a pale complexion got out of the car, his arm around a woman dressed in an OL uniform, casting a disdainful glance at Zhao Tiezhu's group before whistling and heading upstairs.

  "Who is this guy?" Fan Jian asked.

  "Who knows, never mind who, let's go." Tie Shou beckoned and several people went upstairs.

  Hand over the invitation card to the waiter standing at the door, and the waiter will take the three of them directly to the third floor. Zhao Tiezhu saw someone going up to the fourth floor and asked, "How did those people go up to the fourth floor?"

  "Those are honored guests," said the waiter with a smile.

  "Our Iron Fist gang may look big in FJ University, but in the entire FJ, we're just a small and insignificant gang, only able to operate on the third level." Tie Shou explained.

  Zhao Tiezhu nodded and didn't say anything.

  At this time, the third floor was almost full, with at least over a hundred tables set up inside. The entire hall was filled with a haze of smoke, mostly consisting of some small forces from FJ or some minor officials, who could only be on the third and fourth floors. It's said that they were all leaders from the province and some big shots from the military district.

  Zhao Tiezhu received a call from Lei Zi in the afternoon, saying that his grandfather would also come, and it was estimated to be on the 4th floor. For Xiao Lao's birthday party, he actually invited Chen Weiguo, which really showed some strength. Zhao Tiezhu thought to himself, and then sat down at a table with Tie Shou Fan Jian.

  "Hey, isn't that Iron Fist?" Someone at the table immediately recognized Iron Fist. Iron Fist took a look and saw it was an acquaintance, so he also greeted them. Zhao Tiezhu and Fan Jian were ignored by everyone, no one recognizing them. The two of them followed behind Iron Fist, probably playing similar roles, not drawing anyone's attention. Zhao Tiezhu was happy to be idle, just thinking to himself, when would he get to see Old Man Xiao?