Chapter 502 Do You Still Want Your Flying Knife?

The big brother of the tumbler looked at Zhang Xingwang on the side without any reaction. After a moment of silence, he silently moved two steps behind Zhang Xingwang and assumed a defensive posture. He began to look around with his peripheral vision for an escape route.

It was different from what Zhang Xingwang had imagined. Most of the people on his side ran away when they saw the other side's aggressive look, and the rest ran towards the restaurant kitchen shouting that they had no weapons.

In fact, there were quite a few people on our side, but after hiding here and there, there were only a few left, and the road suddenly took a sharp turn.

When it comes to a group fight, there have to be one or two impulsive people who take the lead and the rest follow. Everyone rushes forward together, and with this kind of atmosphere, there is no one who cannot win.

Except for those normal people who are naturally cold-hearted and have not received any training, no matter how brave and aggressive they are, they will not fight with others right away. As for danger, it is instinctive. Even for those who are in gangs, no one wants to be at the forefront if they can be attacked unexpectedly.

The same goes for the big brother Doli. His instinct for survival has made his legs start moving. After all, the only two remaining leaders on the side also turned around and ran away.

Just as he was about to start, he noticed that Zhang Xingwang in front of him raised his arm, and then several flying knives suddenly appeared in the air, flashing with cold light in the dim night.

He subconsciously widened his eyes, but unfortunately the flying knife had no moving track at all. It was as if the seven or eight people rushing in front of him deliberately used their thighs to hit the flying knife that blocked its way.

The tumbler brother stopped abruptly, looking at the energetic young men who fell to the ground like wheat being cut, and inexplicably remembered the lights in his own martial arts gym. Then, ignoring the younger brothers who were shouting and screaming, he stared at Zhang Xingwang's clothes, and his three views in his mind collapsed...

Big Mouth Brother looked at his younger brother who was struggling to get up and the flying knife in Zhang Xingwang's hand. His arrogant expression froze, a drop of cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead. He subconsciously turned around and wanted to run, but found that the other party was walking towards him slowly...

Zhang Xingwang stopped as he watched the group of people jumping back while holding their thighs, and said to the tumbler brother:

"I'll leave it to you from now on. After all, I'm not an expert at cleaning up after things!"

The big brother of the tumbler was stunned for a moment, then he picked up a knife from the ground, put on an arrogant expression on his face, and walked quickly towards the big-mouthed brother. As a result, the big-mouthed brother and his gang reacted faster and ran away while tumbling and crawling...

Then several leaders and their followers rushed out howling and chased Big Mouth Brother and the others away. Big Brother Dolittle grinned at Zhang Xingwang and said seriously:

"Wangzai...er, brother Wang, do you still want your flying knife?"

Zhang Xingwang's eyes twitched when he saw this. He felt that this fight and the name were a bit hasty, and replied quietly:

"Leave them a souvenir with the flying knife. I think several of them have been stabbed in the aorta. If they are taken out, they probably won't make it to the hospital."

After hearing this, the big brother of the tumbler opened his mouth but didn't say anything. Instead, he took Zhang Xingwang and quickly left here. As soon as the two of them returned to the martial arts hall, they saw the leaders who were chasing them.

What Zhang Xingwang didn't expect was that these men were covered in blood. After they took the flying knife handed over by a long-haired man.

After finding that the number was basically the same, Zhang Xingwang realized that they were not just chasing them away, but were professional in chopping them. Big Mouth Brother and his men should be dead by now.

Seeing more and more people coming into the martial arts hall, the big brother of the tumbler said that they were a little busy tonight and asked Zhang Xingwang to go back to sleep first.

I have something important to discuss with him tomorrow. Changmao next to him was puzzled, but he still respectfully sent Zhang Xingwang out.

After turning on the invincible mode, Zhang Xingwang felt a little tired. After coming back, he saw that the monster in his imagination was still awake. He looked at the watch and it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

However, the brain monster was obviously not too worried. When he saw him come in with a tired look, he just smiled sweetly at him, put down the book and poured him a glass of water.

She just stared at him left and right while he was sleeping, and asked quietly:

"Xingwang, where did you hide the flying knife and bullets? I just packed your clothes and couldn't find them. Can you tell me a little bit?"

Zhang Xingwang looked at her eyes full of curiosity, then put the matter of the tumbler brother behind him, pulled the brain-stirring wife over and replied:

"There's no rush for the flying knife, the rest will allow you to learn more..."

Zhang Xingwang didn't get up until noon and found Lou Zhenghua and others were there. Lou Zhenghua seemed to be in a good mood and called "Xingwang" very smoothly. With his kind smile, he looked like a kind old man. Everyone ate together, but he didn't show any intention of leaving after the meal.

Lou's mother was very considerate and took the brain monster downstairs to buy some fruit. Lou Zhenghua slowly put down the teacup and said to Zhang Xingwang seriously:

"I already know about your attack yesterday. It's being spread everywhere that the Eight-Armed Arhat's eldest disciple is extremely powerful and was invited from the mainland by the Triads with great difficulty!"

Zhang Xingwang's face darkened, his eyes almost popped out, and he replied in surprise:

"How can it spread like this in one night? But I have nothing to do with the society for now."

Lou Zhenghua smiled without commenting, and then said:

“I don’t know much about the society, but in Hong Kong, you have to have a say in both the black and white worlds in order to make a difference.

I am old now, and I plan to take another gamble at the last minute. I will give a portion of the money I make to Xiao'e. I hope you can consider Xiao'e's interests..."

Zhang Xingwang raised his hand to interrupt the other party and replied in the same serious tone:

"I'm only concerned about Xiao Mo's safety. As for other matters, I don't want to get involved too much. I understand your desire to take a gamble. After all, in this business, it's either you or me. I don't want you to involve her. I can support my wife myself."

Lou Zhenghua's face darkened, and after a while he replied softly:

"Xiao'e is a daughter after all. I have two sons. I will definitely not let outsiders get their hands on my property. There are all kinds of people here, and there are many societies. Don't be too greedy."

"I think you misunderstood. Your property has nothing to do with me. As for Xiao'e, it's up to you. I don't mind how much you give her. Even if you don't give her anything, it's fine. Xiao'e should be easy to raise."

Lou Zhenghua had a half-smile on his face. He took a sip from the teacup and said slowly:

"After all, she is my daughter, so she must have a share of the family property. Similarly, my affairs are family affairs, and we all prosper together and suffer together. There is no reason for her to stay out of it!"

Zhang Xingwang shrugged and replied casually:

"Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog. I hope she can go to school peacefully and not be disturbed by others."

"I'll write a will when I get back and ask a lawyer to notarize it!"

After that, the two of them didn't speak anymore, and the atmosphere in the living room became dull. It turned out that Lou Zhenghua was old but young at heart, and still had a strong sense of career ambition. After all, he would only stay for a month and couldn't protect her all the time, so Zhang Xingwang felt that he had to ask the brain monster about this matter.