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Zhong Kui's Diary
Has Yang Zhou also returned to Moon City?
It seems he already knows that Gong Ping'an has arrived in Moon City, which is why he has come chasing after him. At this moment, I am even more certain that what was taken from Yang Zhou is the Kaiyang Scroll, which is why he is so eager to retrieve it.
That night after I was with Guo'er, she asked me how the matter with Yang Zhou would be resolved. I could only shake my head and smile wryly; such matters are quite complicated even without my involvement.
The Moon City Yang Family is a branch of the capital's Yang Family, and the Tang Family has already joined the Ling Family. The Yang Family and Ling Family are now in an alliance, both working for Number One, so it is absolutely impossible for them to turn against each other at this time. However, mediating this conflict seems nearly impossible; the hatred between Zeng Xian and Yang Zhou has become irreconcilable due to Huang Zhiquan's death. As high-ranking leaders, they would never simply let it go; doing so would dishearten their subordinates. If morale falters, it could lead to a collapse of their forces.
From any perspective, neither side is at fault. Yang Zhou is simply trying to reclaim what is his, which is why he has teamed up with Jiang Chengguang from the River Gang; meanwhile, Zeng Xian's desire for revenge for his brothers is entirely justified.
I glanced at Guo'er, who was looking back at me. With a wry smile, I mouthed the words "Yang Zhou," and Guo'er immediately mirrored my expression.
How can this deadlock be broken?
Dishes and drinks flowed in like a river. Gu Shuchang instructed the waiter to open the wine and cheerfully declared, "Ladies drink Riesling, gentlemen drink Maotai; it's settled!" As she poured the drinks, she continuously introduced the dishes: this is lobster, this is grouper, this is Abalone, this is scallops...
I must admit that Gu Shuchang has excellent eloquence. Throughout the evening, she frequently raised her glass, each time accompanied by a corresponding drinking joke that had us all laughing heartily. Before long, two bottles of Maotai and one bottle of Riesling were nearly empty.
Gu Shuchang waved her hand, and the waitress who had been standing at the door quickly approached and quietly asked if there were any instructions.
"Bring me two more bottles of Maotai and one bottle of Riesling. And make sure the Maotai is 5-degree flying." Gu Shuchang's voice was low but just loud enough for us to hear. This is the art of conversation; that's what I believe. You see? I'm ordering Maotai, not just any Maotai—flying Maotai at 5 degrees!
The waitress smiled and agreed before stepping out. After a while, she returned to Gu Shuchang's side and softly said, "I'm sorry, but we don't have flying Maotai available right now. Would you like to choose another type of wine?"
Sitting next to Gu Shuchang, I heard everything clearly. She seemed a bit embarrassed and frowned slightly: "Isn't your Miao Boss supposed to always have a box of Maotai on hand for emergencies?"
I understood that, but hey, let me clarify something. I am quite familiar with your Miao Boss; I even know he has a case of Maotai liquor on standby.
The waiter looked distressed and said, "Boss, please don't make it hard for us little guys. That case of flying Maotai was taken by the people in the next private room."
Gu Shuchang was slightly taken aback and said, "Alright, I'll go over and negotiate with them to see if I can get a couple of bottles from my Municipal Propaganda Department."
In fact, Gu Shuchang's official position in Moon City could only be considered mid-level, with many people ranking above her. However, as the saying goes, you have to consider the master when dealing with a dog. If you slap Gu Shuchang's face, it's like slapping the Ling Family's face. Not giving me face is equivalent to not giving the Ling Family face. In the political arena, no one would tear their face like that; as long as the people next door are from the political scene, even if it's the city party secretary, she could easily smooth things over with a couple of drinks and some flattering words. Gu Shuchang likely said this because she had a bit of alcohol in her system.
Seeing her stand up to go next door, I also stood up and smiled, "I'll go with you to get the liquor!"
I was somewhat worried that the people next door might be a group of ruffians who wouldn't recognize her and might not cooperate, leading to great embarrassment.
After greeting everyone at the table, I followed Gu Shuchang to the next private room. As we pushed open the door, a wave of noise hit us.
As I expected, there were seven or eight burly men inside, all bare-chested and displaying various tattoos. They were shouting and playing drinking games amidst a haze of smoke. When they saw us enter, they looked at us in surprise.
Gu Shuchang clearly did not anticipate this situation; after a moment of shock, she said, "Sorry, we must have walked into the wrong room!"
There were about ten private rooms in Seafood City; it was quite common to walk into the wrong one. Just as Gu Shuchang was about to turn around and leave after signaling me to follow her out, a sarcastic voice called out, "You didn't walk into the wrong room; I'm right here!"
It seemed this group had been drinking quite a bit; even someone as refined as Gu Shuchang dared to be teased.
"Whose words are those? Step forward!" Gu Shuchang shouted angrily.
"Those are my words; what about it?" A bald man stood up, swaying slightly as he walked over to us with a drink in hand. He had a tattoo of an Azure Dragon on his body and wore a gold chain around his neck that looked about as thick as a finger.
"Apologize quickly!" Gu Shuchang was not afraid at all.
"Apologize, you bastard!" The Bald Man raised his cup and splashed the drink directly onto Gu Shuchang's face.
I had been keeping an eye on the Bald Man's movements, and when I saw his arm pull back, I knew something was wrong. I quickly pulled Gu Shuchang back and kicked straight at the Bald Man's hip.
With a loud thud, the Bald Man was kicked onto the large table, spilling soup and liquid everywhere. The other men instinctively dodged the bowls and soup on the table before rushing to help the Bald Man, while one or two had already grabbed bottles of alcohol and charged at me.
"Go call for help!" I pushed Gu Shuchang out.
If Gu Shuchang was smart, he would call Kong Xuan and Fatty to come assist me while immediately reporting to the police. Gu Shuchang's abilities in the Underworld of Moon City were definitely not lacking.
Just as Gu Shuchang stepped out, I heard a whoosh behind me. A gust of wind rushed toward the back of my head—damn it, this was life-threatening. Earlier, I had seen this guy grab a beer bottle that hadn't been opened; if that bottle hit my head, I wouldn't just be dead—I’d be brain damaged.
I lunged forward to dodge the attack from behind, leaping to the doorway and turning around to kick the two men in front of me aside. I grinned and said, "Come on, one by one!"
Now that I occupied the doorway, I wasn't afraid anymore. No matter how many people were inside, there could only be a maximum of two opponents charging at me at once, and those two would hinder each other’s movements. In this situation, given my fighting skills, I could definitely hold my ground. It was even possible that if they came at me one by one, I could take them down easily.
The seven or eight men inside hesitated for a moment; after all, they had just witnessed me kick three men away in an instant—this was real Kung Fu. One of the Brawny Men pointed at me and shouted, "Who are you?"
"What does it matter? If you're brave enough, come up here for a duel—one butcher's knife each until death!" Suddenly recalling Brother Niu's bold words made me unable to hold back.
The Brawny Man seemed to be the leader; he motioned for the others to step back while he cracked his knuckles and twisted his neck before slowly walking toward me.
I also cracked my knuckles and twisted my neck, smiling as I said, "Are you serious?"
The Brawny Man suddenly flashed a sinister smile, taking a quick step forward. With a powerful right hook aimed at my head, it was clear he had some training.
I stepped back to dodge, when suddenly I heard Kong Xuan's shout: "Zheng Nan, watch out!"
Before the words finished, a rush of wind came from behind me. There was only one exit in the entire private room, and as I stood at the door, I never expected someone would sneak attack from behind. Retreating to avoid the Brawny Man's attack left me off balance, unable to shift my weight.
With a loud thud, something hit me on the head, and everything went black as I lost consciousness.
I don't know how long it took before I gradually regained awareness. Slowly opening my eyes, I found myself lying in bed. As I turned my head, a sharp pain shot through the back of my head. I gasped in surprise, and immediately a concerned voice came from beside me: "Zheng Nan, you're awake! How do you feel? Is it very painful?"
Looking up, I saw Guo'er’s delicate face filled with concern. I smiled at her and asked, "Where am I?"
Guo'er replied, "You're in the hospital!"
She helped prop up my pillow, and I took a moment to survey the room. It was a single patient room—quite nice indeed. Remembering what happened before I fainted, I asked with a smile, "What happened? What about Kong Xuan and Fatty?"
"They're outside negotiating!" Guo'er said affectionately as she stroked my hair. "The doctor said you’re fine; just a mild concussion. You might feel a bit nauseous for a while... Luckily, the person who hit you used a Glue Stick..."
When Guo'er said this, there was a hint of embarrassment in her expression. I didn't pay much attention to it because upon hearing her words, I couldn't help but curse: "Motherfucker! A glue stick can cause a mild concussion? How much force did that guy use? If it had been an iron rod, I might have been killed!"
Outside, faint sounds of arguing reached my ears. I chuckled and said, "This negotiation is really low-class. It's like haggling over vegetables."
"You think this is a movie? A big table with people sitting on both sides all dressed in slick Black Suits?" Guo'er rolled her eyes at me.
"Hahaha! That would be impressive! By the way, who are they negotiating with outside?" I asked curiously.
"An acquaintance!" Guo'er whispered.
"An acquaintance? I don't have any acquaintances in Moon City," I replied in surprise.
"It's my acquaintance!"
"Your acquaintance?" I was even more puzzled. It seemed like you only had one classmate, Luo Yun, in Moon City. Then I realized and sat up straight: "You mean the person outside is Ma Zhenkai?"
"Yes, that's right!" Guo'er gently pressed my shoulder and said, "You've been unconscious for three hours now. Fortunately, Kong Xuan managed to take down the big guy who ambushed you in time; otherwise, that guy would have wanted to hit you a few more times!"
At this point, Guo'er couldn't help but shiver, clearly unable to imagine what it would have been like if I had taken a few more hits to the head.
She recounted what had happened at that time. Gu Shuchang rushed back to the private room and explained everything. Kong Xuan and Fatty immediately dashed out and happened to see someone ambushing me from behind. As soon as Kong Xuan warned me, I had already been knocked down. When that guy tried to come at me again, Kong Xuan rushed forward and kicked him away, then he and Fatty guarded the passage until the police called by Gu Shuchang arrived on the scene.
The other side was not to be underestimated either; they turned out to be from the Ma Family in Moon City. With one phone call, they managed to bring in another group of police officers who knew each other, creating an awkward situation where neither side knew what to do. In the end, Gu Shuchang decided to send me to the hospital first and deal with everything else later.
After Ma Xiao, the head of the Ma Family, learned about our backgrounds, he felt a headache coming on. Although the Ma Family was quite powerful in Moon City, they were still just a local force. The Ling Family and Yang Family could easily suppress the Ma Family at any time. Realizing he had hit an iron plate, Ma Xiao weighed the pros and cons and sent Ma Zhenkai to try to gain Yang Guo'er's sympathy by using his wife Luo Yun's identity. At critical moments, every card must be played.
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