Chapter 102: Dong Ge's Scene

  "Brother!"

  In front of the girls' dormitory, Zhang Yiqing sat under a tree on a chair, fiddling with her phone in boredom. Seeing Zhang Shidong's car, she waved her arms to signal her presence.

  "What's so urgent that you called me over?"

  "Brother, you've been drinking and yet you're still driving. Aren't you afraid of getting into an accident?" Zhang Yiqing furrowed her brow, as drunk driving was now a major taboo. The newspapers and TV were reporting on it every day, and she was worried that her brother would get into trouble.

  Zhang Shidong waved his hand, indicating that nothing was wrong. The alcohol had evaporated from his body when he walked out of the restaurant and got into the car. Now he just smelled like someone had splashed half a bottle of wine on him, but in reality, there was no alcohol left in his body.

  "Brother's comrade." Zhang Shidong didn't introduce his name, and Zhang Yiqing didn't underestimate him because of the virus-ridden big man's appearance. He warmly greeted: "Hello, Big Brother."

  "Go on, what's up? I'll be quite busy these next few days."

  "Brother, do you know the butler?"

  "What? How did you know about Guan Jia?"

  Facing Zhang Shidong's questioning, Zhang Yiqing cut in: "Brother, don't treat me like a kid, okay? I'm not living in a vacuum."

  Zhang Shidong doted on her and rubbed her head: "Stinky girl, what's wrong? Has someone bullied you?"

  "Brother, I think I've gotten into trouble."

  A few minutes later, Zhang Shidong and the virus both laughed. The reason for this was simple: Xiaohuai, who had been pursuing Zhang Yiqing, got into a verbal argument with a domineering boy in the school cafeteria who also wanted to pursue Zhang Yiqing. The fierce Zhang Yiqing directly used a cafeteria tray to knock the domineering boy to the ground, sending him straight to the hospital. The other party didn't want money or an apology, but instead said they would make Zhang Yiqing and Xiaohuai look good, claiming that their backer was someone named Guan Ye. Zhang Yiqing found out from her roommates' chatter that she had gotten into trouble, and not daring to tell her parents, could only call her brother, knowing how formidable he was.

  "Go get your little boyfriend over here."

  "Who's your boyfriend? Don't talk nonsense."

  When Xiao Pang came over from the boys' dormitory, Zhang Shidong called Guan Guan. This young, frivolous ghost seemed unreliable at first glance, but in reality, he was much more capable than Guan Jianjun. In another three to five years, playing on this path, Guan Jianjun would definitely not be a match for Guan Guan.

  A rather endearing chubby boy still remembered his previous rudeness to Zhang Shidong, scratching his head with an embarrassed expression as he approached: "Big brother."

  Zhang Yiqing blushed and glared at him: "Who is your big brother, what are you blindly calling?"

  The little fatty boy exclaimed, seemingly realizing that this was an inappropriate way to address him, and hastily changed his words: "Brother Zhang."

  Zhang Shidong smiled and stretched out his hand: "Lu Cheng, I didn't get your name wrong, did I?"

  Lu Cheng was delighted: "No no, Zhang is very good at remembering."

  "It's them, don't let them get away." A group of people came rushing over from a distance, Zhang Shidong furrowed his brow and pulled the virus: "Get in the car, don't stay in school, Xiaoyu and Lucheng will still be studying here later."

  As Q7 left the school, a group of angry pursuers didn't forget to call and inform the guards at the school gate to block them, while also responsibly telling them that a luxury car had taken Zhang Yiqing and Lu Cheng out of the school.

  There were seven or eight people squatting at the school gate, smoking and looking mischievous. When they saw a car leaving the school slowly, they picked up their clubs and blocked its way.

  "Brother, what to do?" Zhang Yiying was after all a girl, and in her panic, she forgot that her brother was the real hero who had saved countless hostages. She leaned against the driver's seat, poking her head out from the backseat, anxiously asking.

  Zhang Shidong stopped the car, and the virus opened the door and got out. Facing the blocking thugs, not even warming up, a pair of hands covered in calluses were like a pair of iron pincers. Through the swinging clubs, he tapped each person's shoulder, and in an instant, the seven or eight people who had surrounded them were all ah-yo-ah-yo-ing, either squatting, kneeling, or lying on the ground, covering their injured areas and shouting continuously. The intense pain made them forget about saving face as thugs, some of whom were rolling around on the ground holding their stomachs to alleviate the pain.

  On the street, three large Jinbei bread cars rushed over first, followed by five or six old Jettas. The people who got out of the bread cars were all holding long, cloth-wrapped objects, while those who got out of the Jettas quickly retrieved specially processed wooden sticks from the trunk. They all acted in an organized and formation-based manner, with some people guarding the intersection, while the cars dispersed in different directions to the intersections, parking on the side of the road.

  Guan Guan got out of a Range Rover with the leader of the organization, a thin and gaunt man, and two other men. The two men had their hands in their pockets, scanning the surroundings, while Guan Guan and the thin man walked towards Zhang Shidong.

  At this moment, in a nearby alley that had not yet been cordoned off by the police, 50 or 60 people suddenly rushed out, all holding steel pipes of the same model, about one meter long and three fingers thick. They charged out in an organized formation, seeing many people already gathered on the street, and upon spotting their opponents, they began to charge forward.

  Those who bring people over are the same, as soon as they see their opponent appear, in their dictionary there can be a word for fear, but at the big BOSS level of leading a team, you absolutely cannot be afraid, otherwise this bowl of rice is not for you to eat.

  A sturdy man wearing a white tight-fitting vest rushed out, and at a glance, he saw Zhang Shidong and also saw Guan Guan beside Zhang Shidong. He immediately raised the steel pipe in his hand: "Stop, don't make a mistake, stop."

  "That side, Guan Guan also saw Ah Guang, who had put on his armor again and was fighting in society. Looking at Zhang Shidong, he smiled bitterly and shouted: "Family members, don't fight."

  "Dong Ge, I heard someone was going to be blocked, and after listening carefully, it turned out to be Xiao Qing. That's why I came over." Ah Guang walked over and explained, also exchanging greetings with Guan Guan and Shou Gui, his gaze lingering on the two men who had just put their hands in their pockets for a few seconds.

  As people gathered from the side door of the school and rushed out of the school gate, they found themselves surrounded by more than 100 people. Many of them were familiar faces. As soon as they saw Guan standing beside Zhang Yiqing and Xiao Pang, a dozen or so people who led the group quickly threw away their weapons and ran over.

  Before they could even open their mouths, Guan Guan spoke up first: "If it's not one of our own brothers, drag him away. If it is one of our own brothers, each of you come over and take two slaps."

  The entire school's entrance, all the shops closed their doors tightly, pulled down iron shutters, and peeked through the gaps at the lively scene outside. The street food stalls quickly moved to the side of the road, and the students at the school gate all hid in the alley. Inside the school, the security guards at the entrance immediately closed the gates; they didn't have the courage to face the hundreds of people from the professional teams with just their rubber batons.

  Such a grand scene made the young people, who had already been poisoned by movies, feel fear mixed with an irrepressible curiosity, fantasizing that the one surrounded by stars was themselves.

  Zhang Yiqing was very excited, the grown-up her is no longer the little girl who always opposed her brother's fighting outside when she was a kid. In just a few months of entering university, she saw the microscopic society, where having power means having everything. No matter how much you are despised as a thug or a hoodlum, when you have a decent relative or buddy, you can walk with your head held high without feeling ashamed, but rather feeling confident that no one can bully you, because so-and-so is my something, and just mentioning the name can make the other person pee their pants. This is what many people dream of.

  Xiao Pangru Cheng took a deep breath, and his heart was also very excited. He really liked Zhang Yiqing, but he knew that Zhang's family had a lot of power, which added some weight to this liking. At this moment, another heavy weight was added to it. After all, people can't avoid having vanity.

  Ah Guang saw Guan Guan and Skinny Ghost come out to solve the problem, he waved his hand to let his people quickly and thoroughly clean up the scene. The scene was majestic and domineering, but Ah Guang had long passed the stage of simply mixing in the scene. Once things were settled, he quickly restored the scene to normal before the police arrived at 110 and swiftly disappeared.

  Those who were not under the butler's command all wet their pants in fear, and when they were dragged into the car by two people, they were full of begging voices.

  The skinny ghost carried a wooden stick and walked directly to a younger brother who was standing honestly beside him, swung the stick and hit the opponent's back with one stick, causing the opponent to spit blood, staggering forward for several steps, wiping away the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, straightening up, ready to take the second blow.

  "Alright, let's go, Skinny Ghost is coming, taking people away, this is school." Zhang Shidong waved his hand, indicating to hurry up and give way to the school gate.

  Zhang Shidong's Q7, Ah Guang's Hyundai Tucson, Guan Guan and Shougui's Range Rover stopped in front of an internet cafe a few streets away from the school. Ah Guang's people had just returned to the internet cafe through a small alley, put all the steel pipes into the basement, and then dispersed.

  "Guanguan, A Guang, you two give your phone numbers to Xiao Qing."

  Under his sister's expectant gaze, Zhang Shidong smiled wryly and had Guan Guan and A Guang give her their phone numbers.

  "Everyone knows each other, my brother Virus will be staying in Pingjiang for a while. He needs guns, cars and any information you can provide. Please cooperate fully, especially Skinny Ghost."

  Let Zhang Yiqing and Xiao Pang Lu Cheng go to the internet cafe to play, after opening, Zhang Shidong solemnly introduced a virus.

  The skinny ghost stared at the virus, and was met with a flirtatious smile from the virus: "What's up, wanna get down? Pants off, I'll make you feel good, just consider it a favor for looking out for Big Brother East."

  Those two men, who were obviously gunmen, had just moved their hands when the virus took a step forward, his hands pushed and pulled on the two of them, and the two handguns ended up in his hands. With a flick of his wrist, they disassembled into parts, while the two gunmen covered their arms and fell several meters away.

  "Brother, what's going on that requires mobilizing such a big shot? Can't your brothers handle it?" Guan Guan and A Guang both sensed something and their faces turned solemn.

  Zhang Shidong lit a cigarette: "Perhaps I shouldn't have come back. It's me who stirred up the calm waters of Pingjiang."