[Urban] Urban Special Forces (My Perfect Wives) (Complete) - 5

[30] The Charm of a Young Woman (Part 8)

Zhao Yazhi was completely dumbfounded. The old man's behavior completely overturned her worldview and values that she had held for over a decade.

Zhang Zilong looked at Zhao Yazhi standing there dumbfounded and said, "What are you standing there for? Say thank you."

Zhao Yazhi reacted and said to the old man, "Thank you, Grandpa." There was not a trace of hypocrisy in her words.

"Hehe, little girl, you're welcome. This young man is a good young man. You should cherish him," the old man said with a smile.

Zhao Yazhi blushed again upon hearing this.

"We will, Grandpa," Zhang Zilong smiled at the old man and pulled the dazed Zhao Yazhi away.

"What's wrong? Touched?" Zhang Zilong asked with a smile.

"I never imagined that people could be so sincere and open with each other."

"It's not that you didn't expect it, but your living environment prevents you from seeing the most sincere side of humanity. These people may be poor, they've lost a lot to earn money, or they may be what you call slaves to money. But in my opinion, the real slaves to money are you. They've only lost enjoyment, while you've lost your humanity," Zhang Zilong's words were a bit harsh, but this time Zhao Yazhi retorted, perhaps even agreeing with Zhang Zilong.

Looking at the dark, stinky tofu in her hand, Zhao Yazhi pinched her nose with one hand, took a small bite, and immediately showed a surprised expression. Then, in a flash, she finished the entire bowl of stinky tofu. She praised it highly, exclaiming in amazement that something so smelly could taste so delicious. Zhang Zilong then took her to eat her way through the entire snack street.

"Ah! I'm so full! I've never eaten anything so delicious before. I never knew truly delicious food was so cheap!" Zhao Yazhi patted her stomach.

"Money isn't the only measure of something's value. Come on, Miss, you're full. I'll take you home; I need to pick up Sister Xia." Zhang Zilong led Zhao Yazhi through a dark alley.

"Where is this? Where are you taking me? It's so dark!"

"Come on, Miss, I won't sell you. This is a shortcut; we still need to get our car from the mall.

" "Looks like you know this place quite well."

"I've played on this street since I was little. Do you think I know it well?" Zhang Zilong said casually. Suddenly, a sense of unease arose within him, and he turned to shield Zhao Yazhi behind him.

Zhao Yazhi exclaimed in surprise, "Zhang Zilong, what are you doing?"

"Don't speak, we're being ambushed!" Zhang Zilong said. Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, groups of men wielding machetes entered from both the narrow, moral, and other exits. Clearly, their target was Zhang Zilong.

Zhang Zilong smiled as he watched the approaching men, tightly shielding Zhao Yazhi behind him.

Although Zhao Yazhi was the heiress of a T City gang, she had never witnessed such a blatant display of power before. Seeing the two menacing groups, clearly targeting them, Zhao Yazhi was terrified. At that moment, Zhang Zilong wrapped his arm around her back and patted her, as if to say, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Zhao Yazhi suddenly felt incredibly safe, as if the safest place in the world was behind Zhang Zilong.

The two groups had reached Zhang Zilong. A man in a suit looked at Zhang Zilong and said, "That's right, it's this kid and this woman. Hurry up, and remember not to hurt the woman. My wife told me to have her keep me company."

"Alright, Brother De, this isn't our first time doing this. You go wait over there, we'll be done in twenty seconds," a bald man said. Then, a group of men raised their weapons and charged at Zhang Zilong.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yazhi flew into a rage. She thought to herself, "Who dares to mess with the Zhao family?" She shouted, "Do you know who I am?"

But in the narrow alley filled with the dense footsteps, no one could hear her, and no one paid any attention to her shouts.

"Stop shouting, they can't hear you. Just stay behind me and don't move," Zhang Zilong said softly.

"Kid, are you going to get in the car and come with us to the outskirts, or do we have to slash you dozens of times and drag you there? I can tell you, the result is the same, you're going to die today anyway," the bald man said to Zhang Zilong, followed by a dozen or so men who joined in with loud laughter.

Zhang Zilong raised his head, glanced coldly at the bald man, smiled contemptuously, and said coldly,

"You can leave. I don't want to make a move. If I do, someone will die. I don't want to kill, and you're not worthy of my killing."

A chill ran down the bald man's spine as Zhang Zilong stared at him, and his whole body trembled slightly. He was extremely surprised. What kind of eyes were those? He had been in the underworld for decades and never even flinched. Why was he so afraid of Zhang Zilong's gaze? But regardless, he was certain that Zhang Zilong was going to die tonight.

"Haha, what a madman! Brothers, let's go! Let's teach him a lesson, but don't kill him too easily so I can't explain to the boss!" The bald man commanded his gang to charge towards Zhang Zilong.

Zhang Zilong shook his head as he watched over a dozen machetes hurtling towards him. His face hardened, and he kicked the first man in the stomach. The man collapsed, his abdomen covered in blood. Zhang Zilong snatched the machete from his hand and swung it around in front of the six thugs before dropping it at his feet. The six men, still holding their machetes, stared at Zhang Zilong with wide, incredulous eyes. Each had a faint bloodstain on their arm, which slowly widened until blood gushed out. All six men—no, all six of their arms—fell to the ground with a thud, followed by screams and groans.

The people behind stopped in their tracks, staring incredulously at Zhang Zilong and his companions who had been alive and kicking just moments before. They had no idea what had happened. The bald man, who had been standing at the back of the crowd, hadn't seen what was happening. He still wore a smile, probably thinking he was going to have a good time after this heist.

Zhang Zilong picked up the knife from the ground and moved like a ghost among the ten still-dazed men. Finally, he passed through the dozen or so men blocking the bald man's path and stood before him.

The bald man stared in surprise at Zhang Zilong's sudden appearance. What happened next was unforgettable for him. He saw his dozen or so brothers behind Zhang Zilong slowly go limp and collapse to the ground, groaning. Like the six men in front, each had a bleeding wound on their arm.

"I don't want to kill anyone. Today I'll only cut off one arm from each of you. I don't want to know who sent you. Cut off your arms and leave. But I hope I never see you again. If I do, even a god can't save you," Zhang Zilong said calmly to the bald man.

The bald man turned and shouted, "Devil! You're a devil!" and ran away.

Zhang Zilong shook his head and moved his hand. The bald man's arm flew off his body and fell to the ground.

The man in the suit standing by the car had witnessed Zhang Zilong's fight. He saw Zhang Zilong staring at him as he opened the car door, preparing to run away. Zhang Zilong didn't chase after him or attack, because he had no idea whether the incident was directed at him or Zhao Yazhi. Analyzing the situation, he believed it was primarily aimed at Zhao Yazhi. He only knew a few people in T City, let alone enemies. If it was about Zhao Yazhi, he wouldn't bother standing up for her or causing trouble. Her family affairs were enough to kill these people a hundred times over; why should he get involved?

Zhang Zilong turned to Zhao Yazhi and said, "Miss, let's go." But what he saw was a pale, bloodless face. Zhao Yazhi was staring blankly at the scattered arms on the ground. Suddenly, her expression changed, and she leaned against the wall, vomiting violently. Zhang Zilong smiled helplessly, walked to Zhao Yazhi's side, and patted her back, asking, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Zilong, thank you for saving me today," Zhao Yazhi said weakly.

"Don't forget, I'm your bodyguard now. Let's go, it's almost time to get off work, I have to pick up Sister Xia. I'm sure you have a lot to do when you get back," Zhang Zilong said, glancing at his watch.

"Okay, I want to see who's got the nerve to go against the Zhao family. Zilong, let me introduce you to my father, he'll definitely reward you handsomely," Zhao Yazhi said.

"Let's forget it. I don't really like receiving favors. It's not like you have to repay someone for a favor. Besides, you don't need to thank me, I was just doing my duty," Zhang Zilong said as he helped Zhao Yazhi into the car.

The car suddenly stopped in front of a large villa. Zhang Zilong got out of the driveway: "Miss Zhao, I'll be going now. I'm really sorry I injured your bodyguard today. Next time you go out, remember to bring a few more bodyguards," Zhang Zilong said, turning and walking away.

"Zilong, Sister Xia is coming to my house for dinner tonight, will you come?" Zhao Yazhi called out from behind.

“I’m your bodyguard,” Zhang Zilong said, turning around and waving with a smile.

“Don’t bother taking a taxi, just drive my car,” Zhao Yazhi added.

“Have you ever seen someone driving a Hummer eating instant noodles? I’m leaving now,” Zhang Zilong laughed casually, turned and entered another alley, hailed a taxi, and drove off.

Zhao Yazhi didn’t come to her senses until Zhang Zilong’s figure disappeared from her sight. Thinking about her ambiguous expression just now, she couldn’t help but blush and feel her heart pound. She thought to herself that this Zhang Zilong was really different from other men. Such a good man, Zhao Yazhi must have him. Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but reveal a charming smile.

Zhao Yazhi entered the house and asked the nanny, “Where is my father?”

“The master is drinking tea on the rooftop.”

Zhao Yazhi climbed up to the rooftop and saw a man in his fifties leisurely drinking tea. Seeing Zhao Yazhi, he smiled and said, “Zhizhi is back? This boy is quite good, much better than the others you brought back,” the man said with a half-smile.

【31】The Charm of a Young Woman (Nine)

Zhao Yazhi knew he had seen everything from the rooftop, and said coquettishly, "Dad, you're teasing me. How can those men compare to him?"

"Oh? It seems our Zhizhi has truly fallen for him this time. Tell Dad what kind of young man he is," the man said very kindly.

"Him? He is... Oh dear, I almost forgot to say the important thing because you interrupted me. Dad, I was just being chased," Zhao Yazhi said.

"What? Who has the guts to do that? Zhizhi, are you alright?" The man was shocked and stood up to check Zhao Yazhi for anything amiss.

"Oh dear, Dad, if I were alright, would I still be standing here? It was that boy you saw who saved me. Here's what happened..." Zhao Yazhi told her father the whole story.

"What?! You sent over ten men and couldn't even kill that kid?" Qin Feng glared angrily at the man in the suit in front of him.

"Young Master, it's not our fault. That kid is just too powerful. Baldy and his dozen or so men had their arms slashed off in an instant. They're still in the hospital. You can ask them if you don't believe me, Young Master. I'm absolutely not lying to you."

"Go away!" Qin Feng said, slamming a pile of documents on his desk onto the man in the suit's face. "What the hell are you good for? All you do is ask me for money. You can't even kill a person."

"I'm sorry, Young Master."

"Get out!" Just as Qin Feng yelled for him to get out, a man rushed in nervously, saying, "Young Master, something bad has happened! The Zhao family has declared war on us!"

"What?!" Qin Feng, who was sitting in his chair, almost fell to the ground in shock.

"This is a challenge from the Zhao family to the underworld of T City. They say we sent someone to assassinate the Zhao family's eldest daughter. The Zhao family said in the challenge that they are irreconcilable enemies with us. Moreover, our territory on West Street has been taken over by the Zhao family without any warning." The man said slowly.

"Bullshit! When did I send someone to assassinate the Zhao family? The Zhao family is going too far!" Qin Feng roared, his face pale.

"Young Master, I think there's something fishy about this. I personally think it's unlikely that the Zhao family is just looking for an excuse to deal with us. Although our Qin family is an old family in T City, you know, Young Master, we were no match for the Zhao family, which has deep government connections, many years ago. And the Zhao family seems to be maintaining a balance, so they've always coexisted peacefully with us. If they really wanted to go to war with us, they could have done so three years ago when our Qin family was at its weakest. It would have been much easier to deal with us then than now." The man analyzed.

Qin Feng listened and found it increasingly convincing. He ordered, "Go and find out right now who the hell had the guts to kill that girl from the Zhao family. Bring him to me. I'll take his head to the Zhao family to apologize. You guys keep this quiet, don't let the old man find out."

A moment later, the man entered, giving the man in the suit standing next to Qin Feng a strange look before standing silently before Qin Feng.

Qin Feng said anxiously, "Have you found out or not? Say something! Are you trying to drive me crazy?"

"Young Master, I found out," the man hesitated to speak.

"What the hell are you dawdling for? Which bastard framed my Qin family?"

"Young Master, this Miss Zhao is the woman next to the kid you sent to kill today," the young man stammered.

Qin Feng was stunned when he heard this. This matter had really blown up. With the Zhao family's capabilities, there was no way they wouldn't find out that he was the instigator. Rumors were circulating that Zhao Yazhi was the apple of Old Master Zhao's eye. It seemed that he would definitely not be able to save the Qin family without going through a lot. No matter what, he couldn't let the old man know. Qin Feng thought to himself, if the old man found out, he probably wouldn't get a share of the Qin family's assets. "Damn it," Qin Feng cursed, "why didn't the old man use a condom or ejaculate on the wall back then? Why did he have to squeeze into that old hole and create a little girl who would compete with me for the family fortune?"

Upon hearing that this Miss Zhao was the woman he was tasked with killing that day, the man in the suit immediately went weak in the knees, kneeling before Qin Feng and kowtowing, "Young Master, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Young Master! I really didn't know that woman was Miss Zhao! Young Master, spare my life!"

"I went, and you spare me? Who's going to spare me?" Qin Feng was enraged by this, kicking the man in the suit across the face. "Damn it, go, tie yourself up, and come with me to the Zhao family. I'll take good care of your wife, children, and elderly parents."

"Ah... Young Master... Spare my life! Give me a chance!" the man pleaded, kneeling on the ground.

"Damn it, enough with the nonsense. What goes around comes around. You should have expected this. Ah Lin, tie him up, get a car, and come with me to the Zhao family. Also, silence everyone who knows about this," Qin Feng ordered the man.

"Sister Xia, are you going to eat first or go back first?" Zhang Zilong asked Wang Xia in the car.

"Why don't you drive to the Zhao family's house? Old Master Zhao invited me to dinner," Wang Xia replied.

"Sister Xia, does the young master of the Zhao family like you?" Zhang Zilong asked without thinking.

"Hehe, you rascal, in my impression you're not usually a gossip, why are you gossiping now?" Wang Xia said with a smile.

Zhang Zilong thought to himself: That's because I like you, but he would never say that out loud. Family matters are family matters; even he felt he wasn't good enough for Wang Xia, so why should he need others to tell him?

“Zhao Jun is a pretty good man. He doesn’t have the bad habits of other wealthy men, and he does a very good job in business. The old master of the Zhao family has now officially stepped down, and the family’s underworld business has been handed over to Zhizhi, while the underworld business has been handed over to Zhao Jun. Of course, the Zhao family’s legitimate business is just for show, so now Zhao Jun is the one who manages the Zhao family. Zhao Jun is loyal and smart. I heard that since he took office, the prostitution and drug problem in the entire T city has basically been eradicated,” Wang Xia said slowly.

Hearing Wang Xia speak highly of Zhao Jun, Zhang Zilong felt a pang of discomfort. But then he thought, "Who am I to complain?" and chuckled, "Now that you mention it, Zhao Jun does seem like a pretty good marriage prospect."

"Hehe, I'm just stating the facts. Don't overthink it. Zhao Jun is indeed a good man, but I only have friendship for him. I can't develop any romantic feelings for him. I've rejected his advances many times, but he persists. Sometimes it's really annoying," Wang Xia said helplessly.

"What can you do? You're so beautiful and talented! If you looked like Sister Furong, I guarantee you could stand on the street at night shouting 'Who's coming to me?' and no one would pay attention. Oh, sorry, Sister Xia, I misspoke," Zhang Zilong said hastily, his tone revealing his true feelings. Afraid of offending Wang Xia, he quickly apologized.

Wang Xia blushed at Zhang Zilong's somewhat vulgar words, but upon reflection, she found them quite amusing. She laughed and said, "Say whatever you want, how could I blame you? I hate men who are inherently lewd but pretend to be gentlemen."

Zhang Zilong felt something was off. Was Wang Xia implying that he was genuinely lewd, inherently vulgar but not hypocritical, openly displaying his lewdness? "Am I lewd?" Zhang Zilong kept asking himself.

Seeing Zhang Zilong's embarrassed look, Wang Xia recalled her words and immediately realized the inconsistency in her statement. She quickly apologized, "Zilong, I didn't mean it that way. Don't get the wrong idea."

Zhang Zilong laughed loudly, "I really wish I were a lewd person. Lewdness and shamelessness are the highest level of a man's badness. They say women don't love men who aren't bad. I'm not lewd enough, so I still don't have a girlfriend. So I've decided to start learning how to become a lewd person from today onwards."

"Hehe, you're just being cheeky. You don't have a girlfriend yet, but with that face and that mouth of yours, how many women can resist? Look at Yang Ling, she's been walking with a radiant smile these past two days because of you. Before, she was always listless, telling everyone she was bored. Today, she's crying her eyes out for you. So, are you interested in her?" Wang Xia said with a smile.

"What's the use of being good-looking? A man can be ugly, but he absolutely can't be penniless. I'm penniless now, what woman would want to marry me?" "Yang Ling is just a little girl who hasn't grown up yet, so I treat her like a younger sister," Zhang Zilong said confidently. "

Oh, like a younger sister? Would you introduce the Eighteen Styles to your younger sister?" Wang Xia blushed and smiled at Zhang Zilong. Zhang Zilong was embarrassed and secretly complained that the soundproofing in Xia Jie's office was too bad. He was speaking so softly, yet she heard him. [32] The Charm of a Young Woman (10) The car stopped steadily in front of the Zhao family mansion. Zhang Zilong closed the car door and got out with Wang Xia. There were servants waiting there. Before they even entered the house, they heard Zhao Yazhi's voice flying out from inside. "Sister Xia, you're finally here!" Then Zhao Yazhi came out from inside. Wang Xia looked at Zhao Yazhi and smiled, saying, "My dear Yazhi, how old are you? You still act like a child." Wang Xia looked at Zhao Yazhi with the affection of an older sister looking at a younger sister. This was understandable; Wang Xia was already 28 this year. Although Wang Xia and Zhao Yazhi were classmates, Zhao Yazhi was actually only the same age as Zhang Zilong, 24, because she had always been smarter than other children and skipped several grades in school. Wang Xia had always liked Zhao Yazhi at school and cared for her in every way. Over time, she subconsciously regarded Zhao Yazhi as a younger sister. Smiling, Wang Xia took Zhao Yazhi's hand and led her inside. Just before entering, she saw Zhang Zilong standing outside and asked, "Zilong, why aren't you coming in?" "Huh? Me too?" Zhang Zilong was startled. What right did a bodyguard like himself have to go in? Besides, he didn't want to go in at all. He'd never been fond of wealthy people; perhaps it was because his upbringing had exposed him to too many ugly faces among the rich, so he had an innate hatred for them—except, of course, for Wang Xia. Wang Xia and Zhao Yazhi both understood why Zhang Zilong wasn't going in. Wang Xia said, "Zilong, come in. You're his bodyguard. Although this is the Zhao family home and very safe, there are always exceptions. If anything happens to me, you'll be responsible." "Yes, and besides, my dad wants to see you. He wants to thank you in person for saving my life," Zhao Yazhi added. "Saved my life?" Wang Xia looked at Zhao Yazhi and Zhang Zilong with suspicion. Seeing Wang Xia's confusion, Zhao Yazhi pulled Zhang Zilong inside and vividly recounted the day's events to Wang Xia. When she described the dangerous parts, Wang Xia's expression changed repeatedly, and she quickly asked Zhang Zilong and Zhao Yazhi if they were alright. Once inside, Zhang Zilong was struck by the size and grandeur of the villa. He cursed inwardly, "Damn it, I'm risking my life for a place to rent, and these lampposts are all gilded, blinding me!" Sitting in the living room was a man around fifty years old. Clearly, this was Zhao Wenhao, the father of Zhao Yazhi, a notorious underworld figure in T City. Unlike the typical lazy rich man, Zhao Wenhao sat extremely upright, like a sturdy pine tree, and his eyes were exceptionally sharp. Zhang Zilong was certain this old man had been a soldier and had even killed people before. The rigorous training in the military cultivates a disciplined lifestyle that ordinary people don't possess. Without killing, one's eyes wouldn't be so sharp—or, in layman's terms, murderous intent. Sitting opposite Zhao Wenhao was a man of similar age to Zhang Zilong. This man was undoubtedly Zhao Yazhi's older brother, Zhao Jun. True to his name, he was very handsome, but lacked a certain masculine air compared to Zhang Zilong. Overall, however, he gave off a very refined and comfortable feeling. Zhang Zilong doubted how someone like him could manage the entire underworld. Seeing Zhang Zilong and the others enter, the old man stood up and greeted Wang Xia: "Xiaoxia, you've been so busy lately! It's been over half a year since you last visited this old man." Wang Xia smiled and said, "Uncle, I'm sorry, Uncle. My company is currently expanding, so I've been quite busy lately. Once this period is over, I'll come to see you every day. Don't bother me then, okay?" "Haha, what are you saying, little girl? Your uncle has been looking forward to your visit every day!" After exchanging pleasantries with Wang Xia, Zhao Wenhao looked at Zhang Zilong, his expression suddenly shifting to one of appreciation. He asked Zhao Yazhi, "Zhizhi, this must be your savior, Brother Zilong, right?" "Hehe, yes, he's the one who saved me. Dad, what do you call him? If you call him brother, then I have to call him uncle," Zhao Yazhi said coquettishly to Zhao Wenhao. "Haha, alright, alright. So that you can hold your head high in front of Zilong in the future, I'll take the liberty of calling Zilong my nephew," Zhao Wenhao laughed heartily, the ambiguous meaning in his words making Zhao Yazhi blush. "Uncle Zhao, just call me Zilong. Don't worry about being virtuous or not; Sister Xia just called me vulgar." Zhang Zilong would never normally be so respectful to anyone, especially wealthy people. But he was extremely respectful to this old man because he sensed a powerful aura emanating from him, an aura similar to his own. He respected the old man from the bottom of his heart, and he believed the old man felt the same way. "Haha, Zilong, not bad, very generous. This is just to my liking. Come, come, don't just sit there, everyone sit down. Dinner will be ready soon." Zhao Wenhao invited everyone to sit down. At this moment, Zhao Jun, who had been silent until now, looked at Wang Xia and asked somewhat ambiguously, "Xia, how have you been lately?"

Wang Xia replied somewhat awkwardly, "It's alright."

Seeing their awkwardness, Zhang Zilong almost laughed. He immediately said to Zhao Jun, "You must be Mr. Zhao Jun, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Zhao Jun snapped out of his daze, looked at Zhang Zilong, and very friendly extended his hand to shake his, saying, "I'm sorry, Zilong, I was just being impolite. I didn't even have a chance to thank you for saving Zhizhi's life. No need for 'Mr.' or 'Mr.,' we're all the same age. I'll call you Zilong, and you can call me A-Jun." Before he finished speaking, he leaned close to Zhang Zilong's ear and chuckled, "Don't say anything fancy or polite in front of my dad. He doesn't like people who beat around the bush."

Zhang Zilong laughed and said, "I agree."

"Haha, I've always known you're a genuine person. How about the Emperor Bathhouse tonight? It's my treat. But please, don't tell Zhizhi. If she finds out I invited you, she'll definitely pull my ear!" Zhao Jun continued.

"Thanks a lot, but not tonight. I'll treat you to Blue Elf after I finish this mission. I'll find someone to treat you. I know you're not short of money, but it's always more enjoyable to eat someone else's food than your own, don't you think?" Zhang Zilong said with a sinister smile, his mind filled with the image of Pig Shit's painful payment.

"That's great! It's a deal! I'll come find you after you're done."

"No problem."

"What are you two grown men whispering about?" Zhao Yazhi felt a surge of relief watching Zhang Zilong and her brother laughing and joking. Zhao Yazhi knew clearly that she liked Zhang Zilong, and seeing the person she liked getting along so well with her brother would make anyone happy.

"No, no, nothing, just saying," Zhao Jun quickly replied with a smile. He was the least powerful person in the family, while Zhao Yazhi held the highest position. Even Zhao Wenhao had to avoid Zhao Yazhi when she got angry. Zhao Yazhi and Zhao Jun's mother had passed away many years ago.

"Two grown men whispering like this can't be anything good, brother. Let me tell you, if you dare take Zilong to your places, I won't let you off the hook," Zhao Yazhi said to Zhao Jun, hands on her hips.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zilong stared at Zhao Yazhi in disbelief, wondering if this girl had fallen for him and was treating him like her future husband.

Even more surprised than Zhang Zilong was Wang Xia. She was very puzzled. The two who had been at odds with her that morning had suddenly become so ambiguous. Judging from Zhizhi's expression, she was probably in love with Zhang Zilong. Of course, it was a classic case of a hero saving a beauty; they say even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman, and the same goes for beautiful women, especially girls Zhao Yazhi's age. Zhang Zilong, in terms of looks, demeanor, and skills, truly deserved the title of hero. The two seemed quite well-matched. Wang Xia thought to herself, it should be a good thing, and she should be happy for her good sister, but she felt a pang of sadness.

【33】The Girl's Shyness (Part 1)

"Brother, don't let my sister's fierce appearance fool you, she's actually quite gentle at heart. A typical case of a sharp tongue but a soft heart," Zhao Jun whispered to Zhang Zilong.

Zhang Zilong could only smile awkwardly. "Damn it, what's going on here? It's like I'm here to propose marriage," Zhang Zilong complained.

"Haha, Zhizhi, a woman should act like a woman. Don't make Zilong laugh at me. Come on, Zilong, sit here. I haven't properly thanked you for saving Zhizhi today. Tell me, what do you want? Just say what I can give you," Zhao Wenhao said generously to Zhang Zilong.

Zhang Zilong sat down opposite Zhao Wenhao, but Zhao Yazhi ignored Wang Xia and sat down next to Zhang Zilong. Zhao Yazhi was just that kind of girl. Although she had a good reputation, she was actually a very simple girl. She was carefree and had no guile, like a child who never grew up. She inherited Zhao Wenhao's forthright personality and was passionate and decisive. Just like now, she was convinced that she had fallen in love with Zhang Zilong, so she made no attempt to hide it.

Poor Zhang Zilong! In front of his goddess Wang Xia, he had to flirt with another woman. It wasn't that Zhang Zilong had no feelings for Zhao Yazhi, but in front of Wang Xia, he preferred the woman who possessed both charm and shyness. In particular, Wang Xia's caring attitude towards him, like that of a friendly older sister, was what moved Zhang Zilong the most. However, if Wang Xia wasn't around, Zhang Zilong found Zhao Yazhi to be very attractive as well, especially her captivating eyes. Even a casual glance from her could seduce Zhang Zilong more intensely than watching porn, and it was uncensored. Zhang Zilong composed himself and said to Zhao Wenhao, "Uncle, I was only taking Yazhi home today because of a company request. Besides, Yazhi and I are friends. It's what I should do, both professionally and personally, so you don't need to reward me. Besides, I don't need anything."

"Zilong, you're so silly! You only have a little over a hundred yuan on you. You even treated me to snacks today. I bet you don't even have money left for the meal. Just tell my dad! He'll give you whatever you want. You saved his precious daughter's life; he'd give you whatever he wants. Hurry up and say it!" Zhang Zilong's righteous demeanor made Zhao Yazhi anxious. In her haste, she forgot her father was right there and blurted out the words, causing everyone to burst into laughter. She lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Hahaha, Zhizhi is right. How can my precious daughter's life be measured in money? Zilong, don't be so polite. Uncle is truly grateful to you. Just tell me how much you need. If you don't accept it, it'll make Uncle feel like you're looking down on him," Zhao Wenhao said.

This put Zhang Zilong in a difficult position. Zhang Zilong was a tough guy by nature; he always felt that anything given to him by others was charity, so he never accepted anything from others—except, of course, pig manure. But now that Zhao Wenhao had said that, if he didn't take it, he would inevitably lose face for Zhao Wenhao. Zhang Zilong thought for a moment and said, "Well, Uncle, although I don't have much money, I really feel that I'm living quite well and don't need anything. I just returned to T City and haven't found a place yet; I'm currently staying at my friend's house. I was planning to wait until I got paid before renting a place. Since I've met you today, Uncle, I'll shamelessly ask to borrow 5,000 yuan to solve my immediate problem."

"5,000? Fool, that's too little! You could say 50 million and it wouldn't be much!" Zhao Yazhi said beside Zhang Zilong, but her voice was too loud, and everyone heard her, causing another heated argument.

Zhao Wenhao, of course, understood Zhang Zilong's meaning. His eyes were full of admiration as he said to Zhao Yazhi, "Zhizhi, you're not even married yet and you're already helping Zilong steal your father's daughter? A girl should be more reserved. Zilong, I know you're a real man, unwilling to accept help from others. To you, accepting help is an insult to yourself. In this respect, you and your uncle are the same. But you also have to understand your uncle. Your uncle is also a person who repays kindness. Your uncle has never owed anyone a favor in his life. You wouldn't want your uncle to owe you a favor at this age, would you? How about this, I won't lend you the money, and I'll arrange the house. Is that alright?"

Zhang Zilong... Thinking to himself, "Zhao Wenhao is a seasoned veteran. He forced me to accept his terms with just a few words." Zhang Zilong smiled and said, "Then Zilong thanks you in advance, Uncle. I wonder if you've investigated thoroughly enough? Who exactly were those people who came today?"

At this, Zhao Wenhao's face lit up with rage. "Isn't it that bastard son of Qin Tianyun (Qin Feng's father)? How dare he try to harm my daughter! I only allowed the Qin family to continue operating in T City because I didn't want the people of T City to suffer and because I had some connection with Qin Tianyun. Now, he dares to plot against my daughter! I swear I won't rest until I wipe out the Qin family!"

The Qin family? Zhang Zilong's mind went blank. Recalling Wang Xia's introduction of the so-called President Qin that day, Zhang Zilong was dumbfounded. The Qin family wasn't stupid. Knowing they were no match for the Zhao family, why would they deliberately provoke them? The only explanation is that they only wanted to deal with him, and Zhao Yazhi was just a side effect. It turns out that the culprit behind all this was actually himself. After realizing this, Zhang Zilong immediately said to Zhao Wenhao, "Uncle, I think this matter is because of me..."

"Alright, alright, Zilong, you don't need to say anymore. I know everything. Qin Tianyun is a man of character, he knows right from wrong, so I let him off the hook. But his worthless son is nothing. He's become increasingly arrogant lately, committing all sorts of crimes in T City. My original intention was that the Qin family's existence could create a balance of power with other small gangs, thus ensuring peace in T City. But this Qin Feng completely disregarded the rule I set for T City's underworld—no drugs or prostitution—and secretly released drugs. I've wanted to teach him a lesson for a long time. This time, I just wanted to make him understand that one shouldn't go too far, and also force his father to come out and teach this son a lesson."

Zhang Zilong was sweating profusely. It turned out that everything these people did was so purposeful. However, judging from Zhao Wenhao's words, this underworld tycoon of T City was indeed a hero. Zhang Zilong's respect for him grew even more.

Just then, the butler came over and said to Zhao Wenhao, "Master, the young master of the Qin family is outside saying he wants to see you, and he even brought someone in by hand."

Zhao Wenhao smiled and said, "Let him in. This spoiled brat may not have many other skills, but he's quite good at flattery. He's even pretending to apologize with a bundle of thorns on his back. Let's see who he tries to shift the blame to this time."

At this moment, the butler brought in Qin Feng, who was pushing a man who was tied up like a bun. This man was the one in the suit who was in charge of planning the assassination of Zhang Zilong.

After threatening the man in the suit with his family and children to force him to compromise, Qin Feng immediately dragged him to the Qin family home. He silently rehearsed all his prepared statements in his mind, only entering after confirming there were no mistakes. Upon entering, besides the Qin family members, he unexpectedly saw Wang Xia. He secretly regretted his past inappropriate thoughts about Wang Xia, regretting that he had pretended to be her son, ruining the image he had inadvertently built. What surprised Qin Feng most was seeing Zhang Zilong, and even more so, Zhao Yazhi tightly holding Zhang Zilong's arm. Qin Feng's jaw dropped in astonishment. He glared at the man in the suit with murderous intent, cursing under his breath, "Damn it, this kid didn't even find out such important information as being Zhao's son-in-law. No wonder the Zhao family is so furious this time!" He was filled with regret, thinking he should never have provoked Zhang Zilong. Although his heart was churning, he still put on a show of deep regret and respectfully walked up to Zhao Wenhao. Suddenly, he knelt down and said in a tearful voice, "Uncle, this whole thing is my fault. I failed to control my men and let these little devils run rampant. They have offended Miss. I deserve to die. I have brought the culprit who tried to assassinate Miss here for you to deal with."

This is the last chapter for today. Tomorrow, I will continue to speed up the updates, at least three, four, or five chapters. The update times will be around 11, 17, and 21. This book is a slow burn, so I hope everyone will be patient and read it little by little. Thank you for your support.

[34] The Shyness of a Young Girl (Part Two)

Everyone knew who the instigator of this matter was. They all glared angrily at Qin Feng. Only Zhao Wenhao smiled and said, "Nephew, why is that?" "Why are you kneeling before me all of a sudden?"

Zhao Wenhao's address of "nephew" immediately relieved Qin Feng of the huge weight in his heart. However, Zhao Wenhao seemed unaware of the matter, which made Qin Feng's prepared words get stuck in his throat.

"Uncle, you...you don't know?" Qin Feng asked in confusion.

"What matter? Is it something to do with the underworld?" Zhao Wenhao asked.

"Yes, Uncle, this is what happened. This morning we received a challenge from the Zhao family saying that our Qin family sent people to assassinate your young lady. Moreover, this morning, your faction clashed with our gang, and your faction occupied all our territory on West Street," Qin Feng said sincerely, his choice of words clearly carefully considered.

"Oh? Is that so? Isn't Zhizhi perfectly fine here? How could there be an assassination attempt?" "Nephew, as you know, I've already stepped down. Now I've handed over all the business in the underworld to Ah Jun, and it seems Ah Qiang is in charge of things on West Street. I wonder what Ah Qiang is up to. How about this, nephew, you go back first, and I'll have Ah Jun investigate," Zhao Wenhao said slowly.

Qin Feng was overjoyed to hear Zhao Wenhao's promise; he almost jumped for joy. He hadn't expected things to be resolved so easily. He was secretly delighted and said with a beaming smile, "Then I'll trouble you, Uncle. I'll go back now and come to visit you again later."

"Okay, Lao Xiang, see Young Master Qin out," Zhao Wenhao called to the butler.

Qin Feng respectfully withdrew. Qin Feng was now brimming with confidence, thinking to himself, "I, Qin Feng, am indeed a genius! I resolved such a thorny issue with just a few words. Haha, this position in the Qin family is definitely mine!"

Zhao Yazhi and Zhao Jun looked at Zhao Wenhao with great suspicion.

"Dad, what do you mean? It was clearly this bastard who sent people to kill me, how can you say you don't know?" Zhao Yazhi questioned.

Zhao Wenhao laughed and, seeing that the servants had already prepared dinner, invited everyone to take their seats, saying, "Dinner is ready, let's go eat. Don't look at me like that. Ah Jun, tonight, send someone to wipe out the Qin family's territory on South Street." Zhao Wenhao casually said to Zhao Jun.

"Huh??? Dad??? You weren't just...???" Zhao Jun was confused. Why was his father so friendly to that Qin family boy just now, and now he was about to attack the Qin family? Suddenly, he understood his father's meaning and immediately replied.

Everyone understood Zhao Wenhao's meaning and followed him to the restaurant.

Zhang Zilong sighed inwardly, "Old foxes are still the wisest."

Sitting at the table, Zhao Wenhao kept urging Zhang Zilong to drink, and Zhao Yazhi kept putting food into Zhang Zilong's bowl with a happy expression. However, Wang Xia didn't seem very happy and ate her meal in a sullen manner.

At this moment, Zhao Yazhi suddenly whispered something to Zhao Wenhao, who laughed loudly, while Zhao Yazhi blushed. Zhao Wenhao looked at Zhang Zilong and said, "Zilong, your skills are quite good. Where did you learn them?" "

Uncle, you flatter me. I only know a little bit of the basics. These are just some basic fighting techniques I learned in the army."

"It's good that young people aren't arrogant, but don't be too modest. If you can't be considered good at fighting a dozen people with knives with your bare hands and cutting off more than twenty hands in an instant, then who can be considered good? To be honest, I started out fighting in underground boxing matches. Now, I have more than a dozen internationally renowned boxers in my underground boxing ring, but none of them have your skills. Zilong, you see, Zhizhi's safety is seriously threatened now, and I don't trust anyone else to protect her. So I'd like to ask you to protect Zhizhi. What do you think?" "Zhao Wenhao said slowly.

Zhang Zilong could easily see that this was Zhao Yazhi's meaning, but hearing these words from Zhao Wenhao made it impossible for him to refuse. He could only bring up the company, saying, "Uncle, you know I work for the company. These tasks are all arranged by the company, so please forgive me for not being able to agree to you directly."

"Oh, I see. It's alright, I'll just go to your company then," Zhao Wenhao said cheerfully.

Everyone continued eating, and the happiest person at the meal was Zhao Yazhi.

After dinner, Zhang Zilong and Wang Xia said goodbye to Zhao Wenhao, and Zhao Jun and Zhao Yazhi saw Zhang Zilong and Wang Xia off.

"Zilong, what's your phone number?" Zhao Yazhi proactively asked Zhang Zilong for his phone number.

Zhang Zilong hesitated for a moment before giving it to her.

Just as Zhang Zilong was about to get into his car, Zhao Jun patted him on the shoulder with a smile and whispered in his ear, "Brother, don't forget our promise!"

Zhang Zilong smiled and said, "I won't forget." Suddenly remembering Wang Xia's matter, he asked Zhao Jun, "Do you know anything about a gang called the South Lake Gang?"

“Nanhu Gang? I’ve heard of them. They’re a gang from the surrounding area. They don’t belong to our Zhao or Qin families. This gang is quite large. Father didn’t wipe them out because he wanted to use these smaller gangs to keep the Qin family in check. Although they’ve done a lot of bad things, they never touch drugs or prostitution, as Father mentioned. So we’ve let them grow. I heard their leader has some connection with A-Qiang. What’s wrong? Did they threaten you?” Zhao Jun asked.

“No, no, I was just asking casually. Okay, let’s go.” Zhang Zilong didn’t even say goodbye to Zhao Yazhi before driving off.

“Sister Xia, why don’t you seem too happy today?” In the car, Zhang Zilong noticed a hint of sadness in Wang Xia’s eyes and asked.

“Hmm… Oh… No, I’m just feeling a little unwell.” Wang Xia was thinking about Zhang Zilong and Zhao Yazhi, and her mind went blank for a moment when she heard Zhang Zilong’s words. She answered after a long while.

“Unwell? Are you alright? Let’s go to the hospital.” Zhang Zilong said anxiously.

"No need, it's just a little cold, some medicine will do, it's nothing."

"Are you really sure? Health is no small matter, I think we should go to the hospital," Zhang Zilong was still worried.

Seeing Zhang Zilong's concern and worry, Wang Xia felt a warmth in her heart for no reason, and smiled, "It's okay, Zilong, I know my own body, it's just a little cold, really nothing serious."

Seeing that Wang Xia really seemed fine, Zhang Zilong was relieved.

"Zilong, what do you think of Zhizhi? I can tell she likes you a lot, but I feel like you're a bit cold towards her," Wang Xia asked Zhang Zilong, forcing a smile.

Zhang Zilong smiled helplessly and said, "I admit she's very beautiful. No man could completely ignore her. To put it bluntly, what man wouldn't like such a beautiful and rich woman? I don't know if she likes me, but I know I absolutely cannot like her. Didn't you tell me that she only dates men for fun? But I, Zhang Zilong, am definitely not someone who's willing to be played. And even if she genuinely likes me, there's no future for us. I'm an extremely chauvinistic man. I would never marry a woman richer than me. Even if others don't say anything, I'd feel like a gigolo myself. So, the best option for someone I can't afford to offend is to avoid them."

Wang Xia thought for a moment and said, "What you said makes sense, but I think you..." I still have a prejudice against Zhizhi. Although she had many male friends before, you know that heiresses like her rarely have friends. Besides me, it seems like Zhizhi has no other friends. She only has male friends to alleviate her loneliness, and she has never pursued any men. Men always pursue her, and while she might agree, it's just to get them to spend money on her meals and entertainment, and to be at her beck and call. Her pursuit is simply about the pleasure of bossing others around. I guarantee no man has ever held her hand. I see that Zhizhi is truly sincere towards you. I've never seen her treat a man with such gentleness. Although Zhizhi is like a child, mischievous, and has a bit of a spoiled princess attitude, I can guarantee she's a very serious girl when it comes to relationships. As for the problem you mentioned, it might indeed be a problem. The gap is too big; even if you love each other now, cracks might appear in the future.

Zhang Zilong really didn't expect Zhao Yazhi to be this kind of girl. He smiled and said, "It seems I really misunderstood Zhao Yazhi, but no matter what, I will never fall in love with a rich girl like her. You don't know, I have a natural resentment towards the rich."

[35] The Shyness of a Young Girl (Part Three)

"Hehe, you two should sort out your own affairs, but let me tell you, Zhizhi will pester you. You'd better be able to resist her temptations." Wang Xia suddenly felt relieved. She didn't continue to persuade Zhang Zilong to be with Zhao Yazhi. Perhaps he didn't want it to be like this at all.

"As the ancients said, 'If I can't afford to offend someone, I'll avoid them,'" Zhang Zilong said with a grin.

The car sped into the underground parking lot of Wang Xia's apartment complex. This underground parking lot was always like this—dark and gloomy, especially at night, completely deserted. After turning off the engine, Zhang Zilong cautiously waited in the car for a while. Years of life-or-death experience told him that no one was there. Looking at Wang Xia, who was watching him warily and nervously, Zhang Zilong smiled and said, "Nobody's here, Sister Xia. Maybe those bastards are afraid of me, Master Zhang."

"Pfft, Master Zhang? I thought you meant Zhang Ye, making it sound like something special," Wang Xia laughed at Zhang Zilong's banter, the tense atmosphere vanishing.

Looking at Wang Xia's charming smile, Zhang Zilong truly understood what it meant to have a smile that could launch a thousand ships.

Out of innate vigilance, Zhang Zilong walked in front of Wang Xia, seemingly unintentionally, but actually using his body to firmly block Wang Xia. The saying "better safe than sorry" is the motto of everyone who has risked their life.

Just as Zhang Zilong was about to exit the underground parking lot, dozens of people suddenly appeared at the entrance. The man with the scar on his face glared menacingly at Zhang Zilong, a sinister smile on his face. He pointed his iron bar at Zhang Zilong and said, "Kid, you've got guts! You dare to fight our Southern Tiger Gang? Damn, one against six? I really don't know what those guys ate to grow up like that. Six of them beat someone as skinny as you and they were all crippled. And they even praised you so much! Kid, I won't waste my breath on you today. I'm here on our gang leader's orders to take your life. The gang leader's plan is to throw you into the sea to feed the sharks, but seeing the pitiful look on that pretty girl's face behind you, I've decided to just rip your head open. At least you'll have a whole corpse, right? Fine, I'll take you in."

"What are you trying to do? Let me tell you, don't go too far. Give each other a way out. How about this, I'll give the brothers some money to buy some drinks, and we'll call it even." Wang Xia, a seasoned businesswoman with years of experience, spoke without a hint of fear despite her inner turmoil.

Zhang Zilong stopped Wang Xia with a gesture.

"Haha, thank you so much, sir. But you call yourself my grandfather. I wonder if you've investigated me? Anyone who calls themselves grandfather in front of me doesn't live long." Zhang Zilong seemed completely unperturbed, speaking casually. Anyone who knew Zhang Zilong's personality knew that when he smiled at his enemies, it was when he was truly enraged, and when he was angry, no one would escape unscathed.

"Damn it, he's asking for it! Brothers, give him a good beating, let him know what it means to be riddled with holes!" Scarface waved his hand and led his men towards Zhang Zilong.

Scarface was at the forefront, and the way he swung his iron bar showed he was a seasoned veteran. Zhang Zilong shielded Wang Xia behind him. Just as Scarface's ugly face and the iron bar in his hand appeared in front of Zhang Zilong, Zhang Zilong jumped up and delivered a side kick, striking Scarface in the face. Scarface flew out in the direction of Zhang Zilong's kick. It looked slow, but it was actually only a matter of a moment. From jumping to kicking, Zhang Zilong did it all in one smooth motion. The speed was so fast that it seemed like Scarface was flying out as if he were possessed. This action stunned the thugs behind him. Among the thugs who fought on the street, there might be some who dared to fight and kill, but how many would dare to willingly throw their lives away? The six people lying in the hospital earlier and the bloodied and mangled Nanhu Gang's number one expert lying on the ground were enough to prove that this person was definitely not someone they dared to mess with.

Zhang Zilong looked disdainfully at the group of spineless thugs, then turned and walked towards Scarface, who lay motionless on the ground. He squatted down beside Scarface, grabbed his hair, and looked at Scarface's blood-covered face, saying, "Brother, are you still my grandpa?"

Scarface was barely breathing and couldn't utter a word, but his terrified eyes spoke volumes about his feelings.

Zhang Zilong despised men who lacked backbone. He turned to Wang Xia and said, "Sister Xia, I have to take care of something. You go back first, I'll be back in a bit."

Although Wang Xia was surprised by Zhang Zilong's skills, it wasn't the first time she had seen him fight, so she wasn't too afraid. However, when she heard Zhang Zilong say he was going out, she knew exactly what he was going to do. She quickly stopped him, saying, "Zilong, don't do anything foolish. They outnumber you. I think the Southern Tiger Gang will stop after seeing your abilities. You absolutely mustn't go."

Zhang Zilong shook his head and said, "Sister Xia, you don't understand the underworld. In the underworld, reputation is everything. I've already slapped the Southern Tiger Gang twice. Even if they're afraid of me, they'll keep fighting me. It's easy to dodge a sword in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. I'm not afraid of them targeting me, but what if they target you? Don't worry, I'll be fine." After saying that, he ignored Wang Xia's advice, grabbed Scarface's hair and dragged him on the ground, and said to the Southern Tiger Gang thugs, "Those who don't want to die, obediently follow me."

After saying this, he dragged Scarface away, followed by more than twenty thugs, and marched out.

Wang Xia was extremely anxious, but she knew she couldn't stop Zhang Zilong. She knew he was the kind of person who, once he made up his mind, no one could stop him. So she picked up the phone and dialed a number.

Zhang Zilong was going to none other than the headquarters of the Southern Tiger Gang—the Zero Point Bar.

When Zhang Zilong, dragging the half-dead Scarface, appeared at the entrance of the Zero Point Bar, he startled the so-called security guards at the door. They hurriedly went inside to report. Just as Zhang Zilong was about to enter, more than fifty men wielding machetes poured out and surrounded him.

Looking at these men, each with eyes that seemed to want to devour him, Zhang Zilong threw Scarface on the ground and thought to himself: Looks like today's a warm-up.

At this moment, the twenty thugs who had been following Zhang Zilong saw so many of their own men arrive, their confidence soaring. They immediately shouted, "Brother Dao was beaten like this by him! Everyone, attack together and kill him!"

This sentence acted as a fuse, igniting the entire battle. The members of the Southern Tiger Gang all swung their machetes or iron knives, swarming towards Zhang Zilong.

Zhang Zilong smiled, thinking to himself that these pieces of trash weren't even enough to warm him up. Indeed, it wasn't just boasting; during the mission in India, the main force had scattered, and Zhang Zilong had just happened to be incredibly lucky, encountering more than a dozen so-called Indian special forces soldiers by himself. In that extremely unbalanced battle, the outcome was also unexpectedly unbalanced. When his comrades found Zhang Zilong, he was covered in blood, barely alive, and right beside him lay the corpses of more than a dozen Indian men.

Seeing the iron rod coming towards him, Zhang Zilong attacked. The battle raged fiercely around him, with Zhang Zilong constantly striking and turning, while bodies fell one after another.

Zhang Zilong's eyes turned red as he fought. Reason told him he couldn't kill. He had already repeatedly restrained himself when dealing with Scarface and his gang; after all, this was a battlefield in the city. Otherwise, given Zhang Zilong's personality, those men would have been dead long ago.

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