Chapter 1326: Chapter 1326

Although the private room was filled with scantily clad, giggling women, the atmosphere remained tepid due to Tang Zheng’s indifference. Sha Ou had things on his mind and dared not act too unrestrained.

Suddenly, a girl’s scream and a man’s curses came from outside, along with the sound of a smashing bottle, creating chaos.

Despite the loud music in the private room, Tang Zheng’s hearing was too good.

"Buzzkill, I’ll go check it out!" Sha Ou patted the woman sitting on his lap and stood up abruptly. His nearly two-meter-tall imposing frame imposed a dramatic visual pressure.

"It’s that girl who sells drinks!" Although he hadn’t spoken much, Tang Zheng had a good memory and quickly figured out who it was.

As soon as Tang Zheng stepped out of the private room, he saw a handprint on the girl’s cheek. A drunk, reeking of alcohol, was grabbing her hand, tugging and pulling with such force that her neckline tore, revealing part of her pale chest.

A group of men was whistling and cheering nearby, clearly the fat man’s friends, and they too had had quite a bit to drink.

"Stop the noise, if you want to make trouble, go back to your private room!" Sha Ou roared, his booming voice suppressing all other sounds.

"Who the hell are you? Did that bitch not pin her panties right and let you slip out?" The fat man tilted his head, sized Sha Ou up, and cursed back. This guy, probably in his thirties, used to throwing his weight around, couldn’t stand being spoken to in such a tone.

"Disgusting, looks like you’re asking for it!" Sha Ou grimaced, spat on the floor, and with a sweep of his arm, parted the crowd and marched straight toward the fat man.

"Hey, what are you trying to do? This is Director Zhang!" A somewhat sober man stepped forward, blocking Sha Ou. He’d been in the bureaucracy long enough to recognize at a glance that Sha Ou was just an ordinary man, not even a nouveau riche, someone who should know his place at home, "Be smart and get lost, or you’re going to suffer!"

Sha Ou laughed angrily, grabbed the man’s hair, and smashed his head against the wall, bursting open a bloom of blood.

Women screamed, and panic spread.

Tang Zheng stood by with arms crossed, not preparing to intervene, as the manager and a dozen towering security guards rushed in, quickly taking control of the situation.

"What’s going on? Who hit whom?" The manager saw Sha Ou and the fat man, his pupils shrank, then he glared at Sha Ou, "Do you know where you are? Why are you hitting people?"

Tang Zheng frowned; the manager clearly sided with the fat man.

"Do you know him?" Sha Ou gestured toward the fat man with his chin. He wasn’t stupid and could tell the fat man was a regular here.

"Old Tang, detain them. I suspect they’re smuggling drugs!" The fat man, wanting to flaunt his power in front of the girl after seeing his friend being hit, stared venomously at Sha Ou and hissed a vindictive statement.

The women gasped and then dared not speak further.

"Director Liu, do me a favor, let it go!" Though dependent on Director Zhang’s patronage for business, Old Tang did not want to offend Sha Ou.

"What about my man who got hit?" Director Zhang was clearly not easy to persuade. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴovelfire.net

"Tonight’s expenses are on me." Old Tang cursed under his breath—public funds being used for personal enjoyment, and he still hassles me over this? But he could only maintain a smile and try to placate the other party.

"Fine, just this once, let them get lost." Director Zhang looked at the girl, instantly changing his expression to a smile, eyeing her, "You spilled wine on me, how will you settle this? This is an Armani suit!"

"It was you touching me, and I dodged, that’s why it spilled." The girl was panicked and tried to break free, but she was too weak.

"Let go of my sister!" A high school-looking boy pushed through the crowd, his face full of urgency as he tugged at Director Zhang’s hand, "Let her go."

"Get lost!" Director Zhang lifted his leg and kicked the high school student in the abdomen, brutally harsh.

Caught off guard, the student collapsed, writhing on the ground in pain like a curled shrimp.

"You’ve broken nearly twenty thousand worth of drinks; either pay up now or keep Director Zhang company and drink a few glasses, choose one." Manager Tang was very skilled at handling these situations, persuasively, "Don’t worry, he won’t make any inappropriate moves."

"Just a few drinks, what are you worried about? Is two thousand in tips not enough?" Director Zhang tried to touch the girl again but she dodged.

Manager Tang cursed under his breath for being so stingy, persuading the girl, sighing at her distressed look, he felt pity—it was a win for this deadbeat pig.

"Stop looking, disperse, take good care of the guests!" Manager Tang clapped his hands, directing the women to pull the onlookers back to the private rooms.

The women knew what to do, but those in Tang Zheng’s private room were a bit at a loss.

"Alright, it’s time to settle our accounts!" Although Manager Tang didn’t want to offend a big spender like Sha Ou, someone had to pay for the losses and Sha Ou, with no backing, was naturally the target. Don’t want to pay? No problem, the boss had plenty of ways to make him comply.

"Heh, finally remembered me, huh?" Sha Ou sneered, glancing at Director Zhang, "It’s time to settle up, break half of this pig’s ribs, подозрительно символ, and I won’t pursue today’s matter anymore."

"Hey, we’ve got a tough one here," the Security Guard Captain pulled out his baton, snapped it out to full length in his palm, and sized up Sha Ou. "Be smart and don’t make my men shed any blood."

"Brother, how are you? Where are you hurt?" The girl cried, wanting to check on her brother, but Director Zhang held her back.

"Group Leader, what should we do?" Sha Ou sneered and turned to ask Tang Zheng, clearly knowing that with the Group Leader’s kind nature, he would handle the situation. He was merely giving Tang Zheng face, letting everyone else know that Tang Zheng was the Boss.

"Break one leg each!"

Tang Zheng’s words stunned the guests who were about to enter the private room, thinking better of minding their own business. They all looked at him in disbelief. Such a statement carried a murderous aura, but where was his confidence coming from?

"Could he just be a poser trying to look more important than he is?" a woman muttered, but seeing Tang Zheng’s stern expression, she figured he wasn’t just bluffing.

Tang Zheng approached the girl. A tall security guard stretched out his hand to block Tang Zheng and, receiving a cue from Manager Tang, was about to teach the young man a lesson. But then a hand grabbed his hair and slammed his head against the wall.

The security guards immediately went into an uproar, and the three closest to him lunged forward.

Tang Zheng stood firm, his left leg whipped out like a steel whip, striking the first unfortunate guard’s arm. First came a sharp crack of a fracture, then his body slumped against the wall like a broken sack, knocking him out cold.

The other two were scared off, but Sha Ou didn’t care about them; he stepped forward, beginning a slaughter.

As Tang Zheng walked past Manager Tang without even glancing at him, he was about to make a move, but then Sha Ou grabbed his collar and dragged him over.

"You blind fool!" Sha Ou headbutted the manager, nearly knocking him unconscious.

"What are you trying to do?" No sooner had Director Zhang spoken, than his jaw was gripped by Tang Zheng, turning his threat into a whimper.

"Scum!" Tang Zheng’s fingers exerted force, tearing into Director Zhang’s cheek, followed by a punch to his face that shattered all his teeth, which he swallowed with blood.

As Director Zhang’s companions reached for their phones to call for help, Sha Ou was faster. He snatched the mobile phone, crushed it, then knocked them all out and threw them into the private room.

"Time for you to go home!" Tang Zheng pulled out a card and threw it onto Manager Tang’s face, "There’s a million inside, is that enough to cover your drinks?"

Manager Tang thought about making a phone call to his boss; this conflict was beyond what he could resolve. Not to mention the security guards were down, and so was Director Zhang.

The girl wanted to say something, but Tang Zheng stopped her. "This is none of your business, get lost!"

"Thank you!" The girl, worried for her brother, helped him hurry away, terrified by the bloodshed around her.

"Old Sha, take care of this, no problem, right?" Tang Zheng tossed the Memory Eraser to Sha Ou, not bothering to do it himself.

"No problem, just go rest!" Sha Ou was frustrated. His plan to confront Tang Zheng that day had failed.

"I’m Sha Ou, if anyone wants trouble, come find me!" With Tang Zheng gone, Sha Ou’s ferocity exploded. With so many people, he was too lazy to erase memories one by one. After shouting his address, he grabbed a bottle of red wine and left without paying.

Ten minutes later, in the private room.

Manager Tang held the million Tang Zheng had given him. After verifying it was real, he hesitated, considering advising Director Zhang to let the matter rest.

"This is for my mental anguish, right?" Director Zhang eyed the bank card with insatiable greed, "And that girl, I want her address."

"They haven’t left, they were stopped by security guards," Manager Tang certainly wouldn’t let the girl leave freely; this matter wasn’t over.

"Dammit, I forgot to ask for Tang Zheng’s money." Sha Ou, reaching the parking lot, remembered the bank card. Mainly, the Conquerors weren’t short of money, so he didn’t care. But the thought of the despicable people getting it frustrated him, and the cold wind made his head heat up with the alcohol.

Sha Ou dodged the cameras and entered the KTV through the back door, setting a large fire.

"Group Leader’s money isn’t that easy to take!" Sha Ou, audacious and accustomed to frequent slaughter, had a lowering threshold; a few deaths were nothing. He wanted to ensure the KTV couldn’t operate.

"Hmph, what Director Zhang, better burned to death!" Sha Ou drove away, pondering where to unwind that evening. The rare fifteen-day break had to be thoroughly enjoyed.

Xu Liangmao took leave for his daughter, spending every day with them, then turning into a revenge-driven maniac by night.ставить On the seventh day, several men in the city involved with Li Huiwen were killed, their bodies decomposed into pus, washed into the sewer, leaving no trace.

On the tenth day, Xu Liangmao bade his daughter farewell and left the city to hunt down the last two men, determined to see it through; anyone associated with Li Huiwen had to die.

One noon while eating, Tang Zheng saw on the television news of two women committing a murder. During their escape, blocked by police in a motel, they set fire to themselves.

"What’s wrong?" Pang Meiqin served Tang Zheng some food. "You know them?"

"Just slightly acquainted!" Tang Zheng didn’t dwell on it, turned off the television, so he didn’t see the news of the KTV burning down and many people dying. (To be continued. If you work, welcome to recommend and vote on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)