Chapter Fifty Dramatic

  The young man who was talking to Wang Guang did not go up to the second floor with them, and only after everyone went upstairs did he hum a tune and leave the wine building.

  Across the street, two young men were squatting by the roadside. When they saw the young man come out, they immediately stood up and walked towards him.

  "Zhang Ge, how is it?" one of them asked.

  The young man patted his chest with a proud face and said, "Brother, rest assured! Did you see those few who just went in? That's the best in this area!" The young man gave a thumbs up.

  The two young men immediately showed joy on their faces, and the person who asked the question before patted the person next to him and said: "Brother, Zhang Ge and I are old neighbors, finding him to handle things is absolutely no problem."

  Another young man hastily nodded, with a flattering smile on his face: "Thank you, Brother Zhang. As long as I can give that Mo Shaokun a good beating, I'll give you 1,000 yuan later!"

  Zhang Ge heard this and immediately laughed, this business is a good deal, finding someone to teach a few students and getting several hundred yuan in the blink of an eye, heh, it seems that the student's money is indeed easy to earn.

  If Mo Shaokun and others were present, they would have definitely noticed that the little guy who kept nodding and bowing was actually the dissolute man who had been beaten by them during military training a while ago!

  Ever since the last incident, the rascal has been holding a grudge against Mo Shaokun. He had originally wanted the school to mete out justice, but unexpectedly, not only did the school fail to punish Mo Shaokun, he himself was scolded by the teacher. Especially that class advisor from Class One, who actually cursed him as a stinky rascal and a worthless scoundrel in front of his own teachers. How could the rascal possibly endure this?

  During this time he had been looking for an opportunity to avenge Mo Shaokun, but as an outsider, what could he do to Mo Shaokun?

  In the end, it was a fellow from Anping who lived in the dormitory and is now standing next to him who came up with an idea. The brother said he knew a big brother on the road, if he was willing to spend some money, he could help find someone to teach Mo Shaokun a lesson.

  The two of them came together and now they have this thing today, for this thing the dissolute man spent a lot of brain cells deceiving his family to swindle some money.

  When he first met Zhang Ge, he had already given the other party 500 yuan. After the matter was settled, he would give another 1,000 yuan, which added up to 1,500 yuan. Although this amount of money was not a small number for him, almost equivalent to a year's tuition fees, but as soon as he thought of Mo Shaokun's face crawling under his feet, he felt that the money was worth spending!

  "Come on, Zhang Ge, have a smoke." The dissolute man pulled out a pack of high-end cigarettes and handed one to Zhang Ge.

  "Hey, living a pretty good life, aren't you, Red Tower Mountain? Ten bucks a box!" Zhang Ge raised an eyebrow, looking at the lewd man.

  This year, Hongtashan can be considered a good cigarette, generally only bosses who do business will afford to smoke. The dissolute man does not smoke, buying this pack of cigarettes is just for serving these big brothers.

  Seeing Zhang's interest in the cigarette, the licentious man also came to his senses and handed over the entire pack of cigarettes, saying: "Hey, I don't smoke either. You keep it."

  "You're a good kid, I like you." Zhang Ge smiled and put the cigarette into his pocket.

  Just as the lecherous man was fantasizing about Mo Shaokun lying at his feet like a dead dog, two strange men walked over.

  One of them glanced at the three and said to his companion: "Keep an eye on them, I'll go in and take a look."

  "Hmm." Another person responded in a low voice, then crossed his arms and stared coldly at the three of them.

  After a brief stunned silence, Zhang Ge rushed at the man and asked: "Who are you?"

  The man didn't say anything.

  "Warning you to get out of here quickly, or else don't blame me for being rude in a moment." Zhang Ge's eyes widened and he threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground and trampled it fiercely.

  "That man slightly raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of disdainful sneer, saying: 'I advise you to just stand here honestly, otherwise I don't guarantee that you'll still be standing after a while.'"

  At this time, another person who entered the wine building glanced around in the hall and didn't see the target, so he went straight upstairs to the second floor.

  At this moment, in a certain private room on the second floor.

  The girls huddled together in a corner, their faces pale as they stared at the young men who looked like rascals.

  Mo Shao Kun and several brothers in the dormitory stood in front of the girls, vigilantly staring at each other.

  The bald man sat on the chair with a careless attitude, playing with his teacup in his hand, and looked at Mo Shaokun with an evil face: "How about it? Are you following us yourself? Or should we invite you out?"

  If it were somewhere else, the bald man would not have bothered talking to Mo Shaokun and would have just beaten him up and taken him away.

  But he has always been hanging around the university town, and he has also heard some rumors about the background of this wine house. If possible, he really doesn't want to or dare to cause trouble here.

  "If you have anything to say, say it here." Mo Shaokun looked at the bald man with a cold face, but in his heart, he was thinking about who he had offended again.

  "Hey, it seems you're getting too big for your britches? Well, don't blame me if I'm not polite anymore!" The bald man's face turned cold as he waved his hand at the young punk beside him.

  A few young thugs with sneers on their faces walked step by step towards Mo Shaokun, and the dormitory brothers saw that they were all nearby, picking up whatever was handy, such as chairs, vases, or anything that could be used as a weapon.

  "Don't come any closer! If you take another step, we won't be polite anymore. And if it comes to a fight, you're not necessarily going to have the upper hand!" Chen Hai said, holding up a chair in his hand.

  "Baldy heard this and a sneer appeared on his face: 'Alright, then let me see how you guys don't show any courtesy!' He really didn't put the students in front of him in his eyes, a group of inexperienced brats, what can they do?"

  Just as it seemed like a clash was about to occur between the two sides, the private room door suddenly swung open.

  The bald man turned his head and saw that it was a strange man who had come in. He frowned and said, "Wrong room? Get out of here!"

  The newcomer didn't even glance at the bald man, instead scanning the room before his gaze fell on Mo Shaokun. Seeing that he seemed unharmed, the newcomer's heart slightly eased.

  "Damn it! My big brother told you to get lost, can't you understand?" a younger brother cursed.

  Someone turned his head and glanced at him faintly, suddenly he accelerated and rushed directly to the little brother's face, fiercely pinched the opponent's neck while kicking a foot on the opponent's lower abdomen.

  The little brother flew out and knocked over tables, chairs, and stools before lying on the ground clutching his abdomen and wailing in agony.

  The only sound left in the private room was the younger brother's mournful cry.

  The newcomer glanced at several young hooligans and then said in a low voice: "Is there anyone else who wants to try?"

  "Brother, don't get involved in things that aren't your business. In these times, good people don't live long!" The bald man stood up with a cold face, and his several younger brothers also gave up as Mo Shaokun and others rushed over.

  The onlookers looked at the bald man with disdain and sneered, "You think you can?"

  The bald man narrowed his eyes and a sinister smile appeared on his face, saying: "Since brother doesn't give me any face, then this matter today..."

  Before he could finish speaking, the newcomer rushed up and kicked him, saying "You're too long-winded."

  This kick was quite powerful, and Baldy retreated several steps before leaning against the wall with a pale face, gritting his teeth and saying: "You... you damn... come at me!"

  The younger brothers rushed up one after another. Mo Shaokun and several others on the side were all staring blankly at the scene in front of them, this was too dramatic!

  Eyes fixed on several hooligans surrounding and beating one person, Mo Shaokun didn't have time to think much, picked up a chair and rushed over.

  "Don't come any closer, be careful not to get hurt, these few goods can't even harm me." The newcomer said with a proud tone.