Da Dong brought five henchmen with him, and they came to cause trouble. As soon as they entered, they started scanning their surroundings, figuring out where to start.
Xu Zifan walked towards Da Dong, and the six people on the sofa immediately got up and followed him, looking like they were about to fight.
Da Dong had already seen Xu Zifan and gave him a provocative look. When Xu Zifan was still ten meters away from him, he said to the person next to him, "Turn off the lights for ten seconds and play the loudest dance music. Take those guys to the back alley."
"Yes, Brother Fan!" Hui Zi, who was in charge of the nightclub, immediately relayed Xu Zifan's order through the walkie-talkie.
The next second, the dance music blared, plunging the entire venue into darkness. The DJ blared to control the atmosphere, but the guests were not alarmed at all; instead, they got even more excited, with screams and laughter erupting all around.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Xu Zifan appeared out of nowhere behind Da Dong, knocked him unconscious with a chop to the neck, turned around and quickly dealt with his five henchmen, coldly saying, "Take him away!"
His men shone their phones on the screen, paused for a moment, then quickly dragged the person away. The hall lights came on, and they had already reached the edge. Everyone was having fun, and no one noticed what had happened; it didn't affect their mood at all.
Once they reached the back alley, Hui Zi and his group dumped Da Dong and the others on the ground. Xu Zifan then came out, smoking a cigarette, and said, "Send them to the hospital for three months."
The group got excited immediately and immediately grabbed Da Dong to start beating him. Da Dong was the toughest fighter in the West District; beating him up would be a real status symbol.
Hui Zi brought out a chair for Xu Zifan, who pointed to a spot and told him to put it there. After sitting down, his upper body was hidden in darkness, while his lower body was exposed to the light source, with a small flame burning at the tip of his cigarette.
Da Dong woke up quickly, his neck ached and his head was spinning, but the sharp pain in his ribs brought him back to his senses. He reached out and grabbed a man's ankle and pulled it upwards with force. The man lost his balance and fell. Da Dong also gasped and broke out in a cold sweat. His ribs were broken!
The group noticed he was awake and pinned him to the ground. The most boastful of them all, the blond-haired guy, stomped on his face and sneered, "You're so arrogant! Weren't you the best fighter? Didn't you say you'd take on Brother Fan one-on-one? How come you're such a coward now? Get up!"
Da Dong roared, "Let me go! You bunch of bastards aren't worthy to talk to me! Tell Xu Zifan to come out! Xu Zifan! Xu Zifan, come out here!"
Yellow Hair withdrew his foot, grabbed the man's hair, lifted his head up, and slammed it hard to the ground, leaving him dazed and confused. He sneered, "You coward, you dare to call Brother Fan out? You're nothing! I'll teach you a lesson today, and you'd better not come to the East District to cause trouble again. I'll beat you up every time I see you!"
Da Dong had three broken ribs, a dislocated arm, and both ankles were swollen. Even after the men released him, he couldn't move and could only watch helplessly as they went to deal with his underlings. Enraged, he cursed and was kicked twice more. His underlings suffered similar fates, howling and screaming.
Huang Mao ran up to Xu Zifan to boast, "Brother Fan, everything's all taken care of."
A burly, crew-cut man who hadn't spoken until now stood next to Xu Zifan, bowed respectfully, and said, "Brother Fan, I've checked them, and their injuries will take at least three months to heal."
Da Dong then noticed Xu Zifan's presence, turned around with difficulty, and cursed angrily: "Xu Zifan! You fucking played dirty tricks on me, I'll fucking kill you..."
"Shut up!" Hui Zi kicked him on the head and shoved a pack of tissues into his mouth.
After taking the last drag of his cigarette, Xu Zifan stubbed it out and flicked it away, saying coldly, "Da Dong, go back and tell your boss that if he doesn't keep his men in check, there will be no place for him in City A."
Da Dong stared at him with wide eyes, then unconsciously fell silent.
He had seen Xu Zifan many times, always from afar, and had never interacted with him. These past few days, he had been ordered by Tian Feng to cause trouble in the East District and challenge Xu Zifan to a duel. He was quite excited; if he could defeat Xu Zifan, he would be the most powerful fighter in City A.
At this moment, Xu Zifan's face was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen. Only his legs, which were crossed, were visible. He sat steadily in the chair and spoke coldly, but suddenly he was terrified. It was as if the person in front of him was the king of the underworld. He did not dare to say a word, just like the fear he felt when he first met his boss.
Xu Zifan stood up, buttoned his suit jacket, and stepped out of the darkness. He left the alley without even glancing at them, with the crew-cut guy and the others following closely behind. Da Dong finally realized what was happening, muttering incessantly, his veins bulging with anger.
After the matter was settled, Hui Zi led Xu Zifan to a private room on the second floor, opened a bottle of good wine, and invited several of the most beautiful girls to sing and dance.
"Brother Fan, Da Dong's troubles these past few days have caused our revenue to drop significantly. Today, thanks to Brother Fan, we were able to resolve Da Dong's issues so decisively. I'd like to toast Brother Fan."
Xu Zifan took the glass and drank it all in one gulp: "If anyone from the West District causes trouble in the future, just fight them back. Report any problems immediately, don't let it interfere with business."
"Yes, Brother Fan."
Hui Zi was about to offer a toast, but Xu Zifan waved his hand, telling them to drink it themselves. Then he took out his phone and started playing with it. A few minutes later, his phone rang. It was a special ringtone that Tang Jiao had set, and everyone in the gang knew it was Tang Jiao's ringtone.
Xu Zifan glanced at it and pressed speakerphone.
"Xu Zifan! I'm in trouble, come pick me up quickly!"
The impolite, commanding tone made everyone present glance at Xu Zifan cautiously. Xu Zifan asked coldly, "Where?"
Tang Jiao paused before saying, "At the South City Club," she emphasized, "You stand..."
"Come right now, I'm coming, hurry up!"
Tang Jiao hung up the phone, giving Xu Zifan no chance to ask questions or refuse. When Xu Zifan called back, her phone was already off.
Xu Zifan glanced at the blond-haired man: "Dump those guys from the back alley at the entrance of Tian Feng's bar, set off a string of firecrackers, make a big commotion. Write on their bodies, 'Overestimating yourself.'"
Huang Mao loved doing this kind of thing, and upon hearing this, he laughed and said, "Understood, I'll go right away."
Huang Mao called a few of his henchmen to strip the men in the back alley naked, leaving each of them with a white cloth covered in four large characters written on it in calligraphy: "Overestimating Yourself." He roughly shoved them into a van, drove to the bar managed by Tian Feng, dumped them at the entrance, set off firecrackers, and drove off.
By this time, the crew-cut man had already driven Xu Zifan home. Xu Zifan was sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed, resting. The crew-cut man looked at him in the rearview mirror and said, "Brother Fan, if we don't pick him up, Miss will complain to the boss."
Xu Zifan's lips curled slightly. "She's not in Nancheng; she's at Tian Feng's bar."
The crew-cut man frowned: "Brother Fan, is this why you had Huang Mao dump Da Dong at Tian Feng's bar? Is Miss getting involved with them to get back at you? Miss has gone too far, we can't let this go!"
Xu Zifan chuckled and said, "Let her do whatever she wants. She'll only ruin herself. Don't worry about her." He opened his eyes and looked at the crew-cut man, instructing him, "Ahua, I'll talk to my godfather about this. Don't interfere."
"Yes, Brother Fan." Ahua replied respectfully, but in his heart he felt extremely disgusted with Tang Jiao. Their Brother Fan was so good, and that good-for-nothing rich girl Tang Jiao was always complaining and causing trouble. It was simply bullying for Brother Fan to marry Tang Jiao. Brother Fan deserved better.
Xu Zifan didn't say anything more. This Ahua was the original owner's confidant and most trustworthy person. He was taciturn to outsiders, only speaking more to the original owner. They had a life-or-death friendship, and he was very tight-lipped. Ahua had always served as the original owner's driver and bodyguard, and was his most capable assistant. There were also three other people, named Sparrow, Mighty, and Iron Fist, who were also the original owner's trusted confidants.
These four people had a big argument with Tang Zhentian after the original owner was sentenced to death. They plotted to kidnap the original owner, but Tang Zhentian tricked them, and the kidnapping failed. They all went to prison.
These four were among the ten seven-year-old boys Tang Zhentian had recruited. The original owner of this body was sentimental; these ten boys had been rivals, but also partners who trained diligently together. After the original owner was chosen, they all became ordinary gang members, developing their own paths. The original owner would occasionally see them when involved in gang affairs.
Of the nine boys, some had different paths and could not work together, some left City A, and some died. Ahua and his three companions were like brothers to the original owner. The original owner nurtured them and kept them by his side, which gave them a high status in the gang. They were also the ones who disliked Tang Jiao the most.
After all, they were originally chosen as Tang Jiao's followers. After all these years, they felt that Xu Zifan being chosen to protect Tang Jiao was the most unfortunate thing, and they all stood on Xu Zifan's side.
Because they had always followed Xu Zifan, they hadn't done anything like murder or arson, and were considered to have clean hands within the gang.
Xu Zifan rested his arm on the car window, watching the bustling traffic outside, and stroked his chin. When he left, he would take the four of them with him; this road was dark, and he wouldn't let his brothers walk down it.
The time he transmigrated was just when Tian Feng started plotting against Tang Jiao. Tian Feng had already privately met with Tang Jiao several times, saying that he knew Tang Jiao disliked Xu Zifan and that he had a way to torment Xu Zifan and make him a laughingstock.
Tian Feng's method was to have Da Dong cause trouble in the East District. In the original plot, the original owner was harassed by Da Dong and got into a fight with him in a nightclub. The customers were so frightened that they all left. While they were fighting, Tang Jiao's special ringtone rang. Seeing that the original owner didn't answer, it kept ringing. The original owner was afraid that something would happen to her, so she took a punch and answered the phone. When she heard that Tang Jiao was in trouble in the south of the city, she immediately abandoned Da Dong and ran to the south of the city.
It turned out that Tang Jiao wasn't there at all, and her phone was off. The original owner thought something had happened to her, so he mobilized a large number of people to search the south of the city. After searching for several hours, a servant from the Tang family suddenly called him to say that Tang Jiao had returned home.
Tang Jiao said the original owner was too slow. She had forgotten to bring money and asked him to pay the bill at the club, but he was busy with something at the time and didn't mention it. Moreover, when she called, she only told him to hurry up and didn't mention that something had happened to her.
Tang Jiao completely absolved herself of any responsibility. The original owner of this body had made a huge fuss and ended up as a laughingstock. Several of his underlings at the nightclub were injured and hospitalized, and the nightclub was smashed to pieces. As the second-in-command of the gang, he had handled things so poorly that everyone in the underworld was laughing at him. As a result, Tang Jiao's feelings for Tian Feng increased greatly, and she was quickly won over by him.
This time, Xu Zifan got home, tossed his phone into the sink, and took a relaxing bath. As for Tang Jiao, did she really think the West District was so easy to go to? Whether those people would cause her trouble after seeing Da Dong's miserable state was her own business.
With those four words on Da Dong's body, let's see who will be embarrassed this time?