Chapter 39: No Choice (3)
Just as Wang Ye was concentrating on Zhao Ziheng's affairs and Zhao Ziheng was pouring wine into his glass, Wang Ye felt a chilling breath approaching and immediately turned around to look. Feng Qinghan and one of his subordinates seemed to have just gone upstairs and happened to look in their direction...
"Isn't that Brother Zhao?"
Feng Qinghan's voice caught Zhao Ziheng's attention, because that familiar and unusually pleasant voice was not something he could hear at any time. Even in a noisy crowd, he could tell who the owner of the voice was. Zhao Ziheng immediately turned his head to look at the owner of the voice and said in surprise: "Brother Feng?"
There was an air of acquaintance between Zhao Ziheng and Feng Qinghan . Wang Ye looked at Zhao Ziheng with some surprise, and couldn't help but wonder when on earth he had met someone like Feng Qinghan, who exuded such a terrifying aura?
Feng Qinghan walked over, Zhao Ziheng stood up to greet him, and Wang Ye also stood up to greet Feng Qinghan...
"What a coincidence! I didn't expect Brother Zhao to appear here. We are really destined to be together ..."
"I came here to do something. I just happened to pass by here when I went out to relax with Brother Wang today. I didn't expect to meet Brother Feng. Brother Feng is also new here, right? If you don't mind, how about sitting down and having a drink together? We can also catch up on the past."
"Well, I won't be polite--"
Feng Qinghan paused for a moment as if he was considering something, and without hesitation he accepted Zhao Ziheng's invitation to sit down. Zhao Ziheng immediately told the waiter to prepare the tableware, and then...
"You go first. I want to chat with my friends here—"
It means that he doesn't want to be disturbed by others. Feng Qinghan said this to the subordinates who followed him. Then the subordinates bowed to Feng Qinghan, nodded to Zhao Ziheng and Wang Ye, and left without saying a word. Wang Ye saw every move of Feng Qinghan from the beginning. It seemed that he was not confused by Feng Qinghan's appearance at all. Instead, he was calmer than usual. He felt that Feng Qinghan must not be an ordinary person. Moreover, the aura he felt from Feng Qinghan was the coldness he had never seen before, which made people shudder...
"Oh? Who is this?"
Feng Qinghan pretended to be aware of Wang Ye's presence and asked.
"Let me introduce you. This is Brother Wang Ye. He is a doctor and a good friend of mine. Brother Wang, this is a friend I just met in Zhao State not long ago, Feng Qinghan, Master Feng——"
"Brother Wang——"
Feng Qinghan followed Zhao Ziheng's introduction and greeted Wang Ye with a fist salute. Wang Ye simply nodded to show that he shared the same interest.
"Now that we've all been introduced, we'll be friends from now on. Come, let's have a drink to celebrate our reunion and your acquaintance—"
Zhao Ziheng took the wine glass slowly from the waiter, filled the glasses of the three people and raised his glass. Feng Qinghan and Wang Ye also raised their glasses at the same time. The three of them drank it all in one gulp. Looking at the way Zhao Ziheng drank, it seemed that his previous melancholy mood had been swept away?
After drinking, the three of them started chatting. The three people at one table were particularly noticeable. Everyone on the second floor would look at them from time to time, especially Feng Qinghan. His appearance was so beautiful that it did not belong to this world. Not to mention men, even women felt inferior to him.
Suddenly, a loud noise came from downstairs outside the balcony, diverting the attention of Zhao Ziheng and others...
"Hand over the money quickly—"
"What money? I don't know what you're talking about—"
A bearded man pulled a teenager by the ear and scolded him harshly. The man looked drunk and pulled the teenager's ear with such force that the boy's ears turned red. There were many onlookers standing around...
"Still being stubborn? It was obviously you who bumped into me, and then the money disappeared. Who else could it be if not you?"
"I didn't steal it, and you bumped into me by yourself—"
The bearded man insisted that the boy had taken his money. What was going on?
"How dare you talk back? I'll see if you don't cry until you're in your coffin. How dare you steal my money——"
"ah--"
After that, the big man pulled the boy's ear and threw him to the side. The force was so heavy that the boy almost flew out and hit the wall and fell to the ground. Before the boy could stand up, the big man stepped forward and grabbed his collar and said: "Boy, if you want to live, I advise you to hand it over honestly-"
"I, I really didn't steal—"
The boy covered his ear with one hand and held the big hand holding his neck with the other hand. His eyes were full of tears. Even if he was beaten, he still showed an attitude of not fearing to yield. It was worthy of awe. Unfortunately, even if he did not yield to the big man's coercion, he would only get a slap from the big man. The big man grabbed the boy's collar with his left hand and slapped him hard with his right hand. The boy's tender face immediately became red and swollen, and a little bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth...
"Hand it over quickly—"
"I, I didn't steal—"
After slapping the boy, the big man asked for it again, but the boy denied it again. He was already speechless. The big man was furious: "You little brat——"
The fuming man changed his palm to a fist and swung at the boy's face. Everyone knew that this blow would definitely be fatal. Seeing that the fist of the man was about to hit the boy's face, the onlookers turned their heads away and shouted, but even so, no one rushed forward to stop the burly man who was nearly seven feet tall...
Just as the big man's fist was about to hit the boy's face.
Zhao Ziheng on the second floor seemed to be planning to jump down, but he didn't jump down in the end. Instead, he opened his eyes wide to look at the current situation. Wang Ye also stood up and watched by the guardrail. Feng Qinghan also walked to the guardrail without knowing when...
"Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you, a seven-foot-tall man, actually attacked a teenager. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
The person who caught and stopped the big man at the critical moment was Zhou Cheng? This was completely beyond the imagination of Zhao Ziheng and others, and the person behind him was...
"Are you okay?"
While Zhou Cheng was trying to stop the big man, Yin Yin, who was behind Zhou Cheng, quickly stepped forward to rescue the boy from the big man. Seeing the boy's face swollen and blood at the corner of his mouth, it was heartbreaking...
"Shu'er——"
Zhao Ziheng, who was high up on the second floor, couldn't help but call out when he saw the familiar figure.
