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After coming into a windfall, Zhang Yang bought a sack of Qinghai Jade from the Jade Market. Nowadays, in the market, Qinghai Jade, Russian material, Hetian Seed Jade, and mountain material are all referred to as Hetian Jade, but their quality and prices vary greatly. Qinghai Jade is also known as Kunlun Jade; its quality is relatively inferior to Hetian Seed Jade, lacking in oiliness and richness, appearing somewhat clearer but also cheaper.
Of course, the term "cheap" is relative to better materials. Zhang Yang selected some high-quality Qinghai Jade, spending hundreds of thousands for several hundred kilograms. He had the seller cut them into fist-sized pieces, planning to use one every two or three days to absorb Spiritual Energy. He discovered that this substance should not be used too frequently; otherwise, it could lead to "indigestion."
At the same time, when the assassins Wings and Fragrant Serpent summoned by Man Cheng Chuan were meeting up, Zhang Yang set a table at Wanghailou to treat Black Wolf, Little Zhuge, and Azheng to a meal.
After entering, Wang Donghai noted that Seeking Society's influence in Haizhou was rapidly expanding, to the point where local thugs were now looking up to them. Business was booming; Black Wolf was contemplating starting a Construction Company since there were plenty of dilapidated areas in the West District facing redevelopment—there would be enough work to last three to five years.
"Brother Yang, you still owe me 100,000 yuan; what’s that about?" Black Wolf said as he took out a black leather case. "I brought cash for you; take it back. You’ve made some money; keep it for yourself. If you run short, the brothers will help you out."
"That’s a separate matter; that’s just my share from this deal. You and Hou Long both have your cuts too. If I need money, I won’t hesitate to ask my brothers," Zhang Yang replied while patting the case. "If you don’t accept it, it means you look down on me as a brother."
"Right, right! If Brother Yang is short on cash, we’ll support him again. Let’s drink; don’t mention money—it’s vulgar!" Little Zhuge stood up and filled Black Wolf's and Zhang Yang's glasses.
"It’s already been brought up." Black Wolf hesitated for a moment. "How about this? Let Azheng use this money first; he’s getting married soon and will have many expenses."
"This..." Azheng felt a bit embarrassed and pondered.
"I think your distribution method is good," Zhang Yang said with a smile. "Azheng, when Black Wolf brought you in, he definitely wouldn’t let you suffer losses. If you’re polite about it, that would be ungrateful."
"Set it aside for now; just let Azheng take it when we leave. Come on, let’s finish this drink first," Little Zhuge shouted.
"Cheers!" The four of them raised their glasses together and finished two bottles of Maotai and four bottles of Wuliangye. Zhang Yang had a strong tolerance for alcohol; after merging with Strange Soul, he was even more at ease with drinking. Black Wolf and Little Zhuge were feeling tipsy and had trouble articulating their words. Azheng drank less but held his liquor well, so he was mostly fine.
After the meal, Black Wolf and Little Zhuge left together in a car while Azheng drove Zhang Yang home.
"I won’t walk you upstairs," Azheng said when they arrived at Zhang Yang's building late at night; the neighborhood was very quiet.
"Come on, do you think I'm like those two? Drunk as dogs? Just go ahead," Zhang Yang laughed and waved his hand as he headed upstairs.
Azheng initially planned to drive away but suddenly felt an urge to urinate. Seeing no one around, he turned off the car and ran to a tree by the flower bed at the corner of the building to relieve himself. After finishing up and fastening his belt while glancing around casually, he unexpectedly spotted a figure quickly approaching Zhang Yang's building from a distance.
Azheng immediately hid behind the tree. The newcomer appeared to be a young man with an athletic build dressed in black clothing; his gait seemed normal but he moved extremely fast.
Before the Unit Door, the man in black swiftly climbed up a tree. Azheng, hiding behind a tree at the corner of the building, watched for a while and, noticing that the person in the tree was not moving, decided to approach calmly.
"Friend, want to come down for a smoke?" Azheng stopped about three meters away from the tree and lit a cigarette.
There was still no response from the tree.
A sense of killing intent filled the air.
Azheng suddenly felt a chill and quickly rolled forward. Almost simultaneously, a bullet whizzed past his back with a faint sound, clearly fired with a silencer. "Damn it, not a thief," Azheng thought to himself, grabbing a brick from the flower bed and throwing it towards the tree while rolling into the flower bed.
The man in black jumped down from the tree. Before he could stabilize himself on the ground, a figure flew out from the flower bed. The man in black wasted no time and raised his gun to shoot at the figure in mid-air.
He hit it!
But there was no scream. The figure floated down lightly; it turned out to be a thick coat.
The man in black quickly turned to retreat, but coming towards him was Azheng swinging a thick branch with great force. The man in black spun his body rapidly to dodge the branch, but Azheng had already anticipated this and was waiting at the side, aiming a kick at him.
Seeing he couldn't avoid it, the man in black had no choice but to block Azheng's kick with both hands. With a loud thud, both of them staggered back a step, and the man's gun fell to the ground.
Azheng felt pain in his foot and thought that this person's strength was quite impressive.
The man in black had no time to retrieve his gun and launched a sweeping kick. Azheng jumped to avoid it, but the man in black quickly followed up with a punch aimed at Azheng's abdomen while he was still in mid-air. In a hurry, Azheng lifted one leg to meet the punch with his knee. After being hit, he stumbled upon landing and nearly fell to the ground.
The exchange of blows was fierce and swift, leaving both men secretly surprised.
After regaining his balance, Azheng noticed that the man in black did not immediately attack but coldly asked, "Are you Zhang Yang?"
"Who are you?" Azheng retorted.
"Were you in Special Forces?" The man in black did not answer directly. "No one has ever dodged my shot at such close range."
"Likewise. You didn't lose to me in hand-to-hand combat either," Azheng replied.
"No matter whether you are Zhang Yang or not, you won't survive today." The man in black swiftly drew a dagger from his boot, its cold gleam shining in the night.
"Zhang Yang is my brother, and I have to take care of his matters. However, it's hard to say who will die today." Azheng slowly unbuckled his belt.
The man in black felt a chill in his heart. He had come to deal with Zhang Yang, but unexpectedly encountered such a formidable opponent. A dagger was most fearful of something long and resilient. The belt danced gracefully in the air, preventing the dagger from cutting through it, while the dagger was much shorter; combined with Azheng's impressive skills, this confrontation would likely put him at a disadvantage.
As he pondered, he quickly glanced at the handgun lying on the ground. The man in black thought that to win, he could only look for an opportunity to grab the gun during the fight.
Azheng could see through his thoughts. With a low roar, he swung his belt like the wind, blocking the direction where the man in black could retrieve the gun.
The man in black sidestepped and kicked towards Azheng's wrist while simultaneously positioning the dagger across his chest, ready to strike...
The two were evenly matched and engaged in combat when suddenly a creaking sound interrupted them as a window on the second floor opened.
A weary-looking middle-aged woman leaned out and shouted, "Are you crazy? What are you doing at this hour? I'm suffering from insomnia! If you want to fight, find somewhere private! If there's any more noise, I'll call the police!" Her shout caused several other windows to light up.
Azheng was taken aback, but the man in black seized the moment to execute a side kick. Azheng hurriedly dodged backward, and the man in black used this momentum to roll to the side and snatch up the gun from the ground.
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