Wen Xiaoyu still has some resistance, but he can resist the four or five people opposite him, not to mention that these gangsters are very fierce. Four or five people punched and kicked, and the wine bottle kept greeting. Wen Xiaoyu was already resistant to the beating, but in this moment, two more bottles were hit on his head, and his face was covered with blood, and he fell to the ground.

There was a burst of exclamation around him. A little gangster looked at Wen Xiaoyu lying on the ground, and looked angry. He took out a dagger. Without saying a word, he called Wen Xiaoyu on the ground. At this extremely urgent moment, a wine glass flew over from somewhere, "Crack!" and the wine glass just hit the head of the gangster.

The little gangster fell to the ground, and the wine glass was shattered, and the glass was fragmented on the ground. Wen Xiaoyu was lying on the ground, with blood stains on his face. Seeing the little gangster fall to the ground, he almost subconsciously gritted his teeth, turned over, grabbed the fragment of a glass from the ground, and his other hand sucked the little gangster's neck, and he got up, and the glass piece was stuck on the neck of the little gangster. "Stop it all!!"

Wen Xiaoyu roared angrily, his face covered with blood and his eyes covered with blood.

Zheng Chenglong and his group were still being beaten. After Wen Xiaoyu's roar, everyone stopped.

Everyone's eyes also focused on Wen Xiaoyu, who was covered in blood on his face.

At the outside, the bald man holding a cigarette in his hand and holding a dagger was obviously the leader of the group of people. He looked at Wen Xiaoyu here, with a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth, and took a step forward.

A trace of cruelty flashed across Wen Xiaoyu's mouth. With a forceful stroke, blood flowed out of the gangster's neck, and even Wen Xiaoyu's own hand was cut.

He was obviously stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that this little bastard really dared to take action and did not dare to move forward any further.

The blood on Wen Xiaoyu's hand was still flowing down. The little gangster he was shaking his body trembled again, which was really scared.

Zheng Chenglong and his group fell to the ground, and for a moment, they couldn't even get up. Wen Xiaoyu looked at the people around him.

"Call the police! What are you looking at! Call the police!!" Wen Xiaoyu roared heart-wrenchingly from the side.

Soon, the sound of the police car outside sounded, and the gangsters standing looked at each other, without any panic.

The bald man, who took the lead, put away the dagger in his hand, put on a set of coat, turned around and left without any haste.

He walked forward, and all the people behind him were scattered and got into the chaotic crowd of people in the bar.

Seeing them leaving, Wen Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and threw the glass fragments in his hand on the ground. The gangster controlled by Wen Xiaoyu was so scared that he pissed up, lying up from the ground, turned around and ran away.

There were many people watching around. At this time, many bar security guards and staff also came over and helped Wen Xiaoyu and the others up. In a mess, Wen Xiaoyu sat on the sofa, lowering her head.

Qingqing and the others also ran back, "Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu! How are you doing!"

Wen Xiaoyu shook his head, lit a cigarette for himself from the side, smoked in big mouthfuls, and blood flowed down his face. Everyone's eyes were on Wen Xiaoyu. Obviously, Wen Xiaoyu had just shocked the group of gangsters.

Luo Hao's figure in the crowd had long disappeared...

The sun slowly rose. In Wen Xiaoyu's luxurious villa, Wen Xiaoyu's head and hands were wrapped around her head, like half a mummy. Zheng Chenglong next to her had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and was almost beaten into a pig's head.

The two of them stood in the corner of the room, and opposite them were two angry middle-aged men, namely Wen's father and Mr. Zheng.

These people all stayed up all night!

"Don't be angry, just have something to eat first."

Wen's mother held Wen Xiaoyu's favorite fried dough sticks and tofu brain in her hand and placed them in front of her husband.

"In-laws, come on, have some breakfast, Xiaoyu, Jackie Chan, don't stand up, come and have something to eat first!"

"Just be so bad!"

Wen's father suddenly became angry, and suddenly reached out and huh, directly huh all the breakfast on the table to the ground, panting.

"Wen Xiaoyu, you are very capable. You go to the police station twice a day, one in the morning and evening. Are you clocking in to and from get off work? You are idle all day long, allowing you to learn knowledge when you go to school, and you can accumulate work experience when you go to the company. Just fucking knows how to punch and box, can you make a egg and support yourself? Is it embarrassing to be able to rely on your parents at such an old age?"

Wen's father was furious and could no longer control his emotions and began to swear.

"Since I started to go to school, I have caused trouble for me every day. I fight with people all day long, either beat others or be beaten. I was young and ignorant. How old are you now? Are you embarrassed? Do you know what my friends around me think of you! Bastard, I will beat you to death! I have lost all my old face for you!"

The more Wen's father said, the bigger the fire, the bigger the fire. As he spoke, he picked up a golf club from the side. This is really a greeting according to Wen Xiaoyu.

Wen's mother was anxious now, and when she came over, she grabbed his wrist with a look of distress.

"The kids are already like this, don't beat them! What problems can be solved?"

"You go there, you are all spoiled. If you hadn't indulged him so much, would he be like this now? A prodigal son! Useless waste! A waste!" Wen's father yelled angrily, trembling all over his body. "When I was so old, I would have worked to support myself! Look at him again!"

Wen's father looked like the kind of big and thick man, he was quite fierce and had a bad temper. Mr. Zheng was just the opposite. He wore a pair of glasses and was gentle and kind, giving people a very steady feeling. He stood up and grabbed Wen's father's wrist.

"Lao Wen, you can do it. When you were a child, you would beat every day, but it was useless. Now you are a young man in your twenties. There is no need to be so petty. Can be beaten to solve the problem? I know you are angry, but is it useful to be angry? You have to learn to regulate your emotions. After so many years, you are still like this. You can't be too impulsive and too extreme in doing things, do you know?"

Mr. Zheng began to persuade Wen's father, "Besides, Xiaoyu didn't mean it. I can't watch you hit my godson like this in front of me. You know, this matter is not his business. Jackie Chan admitted that he took the matter up. Wen Xiaoyu was enough to save you worry, and you also said that he was a prodigal son."

"If I compare this with my son, tell me, will Zheng Chenglong still see? I regret calling him Zheng Chenglong now, so he should be called Zheng Chengchong!"

As Mr. Zheng was talking, he didn't know what he thought of, and immediately became anxious. He turned his head to look at Zheng Chenglong. Without any warning, he just said "bang!" and said, "Su" in an instant, and suddenly he was no longer there and exploded. Zheng Chenglong looked confused and aggrieved.

"What else do you do except spending money every day? Is it called going to school in those years? That's to show off and hunt for beauty. I'm not doing my job all day long. I'm looking for this woman today and that woman tomorrow. You're fucking like my money is blowing from a strong wind! Even if it's blowing from a strong wind, I have to bend down and lower my head to pick it up, right?"

"Do you still know how much you weigh? Why, if someone calls you Mr. Zheng, you really treat yourself as a master? Have you lived so much, and you have earned a penny by yourself? Isn't it embarrassing to rely on your parents every day?"

After saying that, Mr. Zheng raised his hand and said, "Bad! Prodigal son! Causing trouble for me all day long! I have lost all my old face! Do you know! You are now married and have a family! Are you worthy of your wife like this?"

The more he beat, the more he became less and less satisfied. He picked up the golf club that Wen's father had just put down from the side. He wanted to greet his son. Originally, Wen's father was so angry, but now he saw Mr. Zheng's kind-hearted person, especially Zheng Chenglong. Looking at his eyes asking for help, he was no longer angry and went over to catch Mr. Zheng.

"Brother Zheng, Brother Zheng, don't do it! If you have something to say, look at what Jackie Chan is like, and you still want to beat him, don't beat him! It's useless to beat him!" The room was messy, Zheng Chenglong looked aggrieved, and Wen Xiaoyu next to him didn't say anything.

"Don't be angry, go out first, go out calmly, calmly and calmly!"

Wen's mother said, pushing both old men out. When she was at the door, she took out two breakfasts from the side as if she was a magician, and placed them on the table at the door. She closed the door casually.

Finally, the two brothers were left in the room. Wen Xiaoyu looked at the breakfast at the door. She was hungry all night and rushed over and started eating with big mouthfuls of mouthfuls.

"Xiaoyu, according to my estimate, we will be in vain this time."

Wen Xiaoyu frowned and said, "What does it mean?"

"Yesterday you bandaged the wound in the hospital. When we were in the office, I heard some of my father’s conversation with the director. Those who beat us were related to the Old Zhang family. Now those people have run away. If you want to chase them, it will be difficult to chase them. They are all habitual offenders."

Wen Xiaoyu and Zheng Chenglong also knew the old Zhang family well.

The Zhang family is a giant in the catering and entertainment industry in City Z. Its high-end entertainment venues occupy more than half of the market. It is also involved in real estate. It is the most powerful group in City Z. It is also the old overlord and family-owned enterprise in City Z.

The Zhang family is actually in power, named Zhang Dabos, with a flamboyant personality and a strong aura in the world. They have close contacts with many people on the Tao, and there are many legends about him.

Wen Xiaoyu's Wen family and Zheng Chenglong's Zheng family are both newcomers in City Z. Wen Xiaoyu and Zheng Chenglong's father were classmates at the time and had a good relationship when they went to school. Later, they went to start their own businesses and took different routes, but they both achieved considerable achievements in their respective fields.
Chapter completed!