Chapter 285: Feilong Martial Arts Hall is not good either
When things got to this point, Linglong couldn't help but retreat.
After making a decision, she could only wait for the result. Now she could only calm down and firmly believe that her choice was right.
Zhu Zhijun's words gave her some confidence, but it was impossible to eliminate her worries all at once.
She didn't dare to imagine how her life would change after today, because it might get better and better, reach the sky in one step like Zhu Zhijun said, but it might also sink into a bottomless abyss.
Every simple woman must have ambition in her heart, and the same is true for Linglong.
"Thank you, Brother Jun."
"You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank my boss, Brother Chen."
"Okay, okay, let's have a drink."
Du Qingchen waved his hand, saying not to worry.
Next, Du Qingchen and Zhu Zhijun chatted about some innocuous topics. Many of them were discussed during dinner in the evening. With Linglong by their side, their topics would be somewhat restrained.
Despite this, Linglong still heard some different information, and she became more and more curious and awed towards Du Qingchen.
She now firmly believes that Du Qingchen is definitely not an ordinary person.
Time passes minute by minute.
Most of the guests in the entire bar have not left, still waiting to watch the show.
If Wei Junjie says harsh words, something will definitely happen. The exciting plot that follows has not yet unfolded.
About half an hour passed, and a woman in her thirties came over.
The woman is not dressed in a fashionable manner, but is quite decent, but the temperament about her is different from ordinary people.
"Brother Jun."
Zhu Zhijun glanced at the woman and asked: "What does the boss lady want to do with me?"
The landlady sighed and said, "I'm here to apologize."
"How do you say this?"
Zhu Zhijun asked eagerly.
"You brought your friends to my place to play, but something like this happened. In any case, you conflicted with Mr. Wei because you wanted to stand up for Linglong. I have remembered this favor. Although Linglong is not mine,
But she is also begging for a bowl of rice from me, and she can see that she is not a creature in the pond, and will soar into the sky sooner or later. Brother Jun has a good vision."
"there is none left?"
"In addition, Mr. Wei has brought a lot of people and is waiting outside the gate to let you go out and solve the problem."
The landlady has always been very calm.
Her calmness made Du Qingchen look at her high.
For some reason, Du Qingchen, who had never had much sense of presence, just glanced at her, which made her heart tremble, and she looked at Du Qingchen deeply.
"You don't seem to be worried about me."
Zhu Zhijun smiled.
"Although I don't know where Brother Jun comes from, I'm confident that I still have some sharp eyesight. You shouldn't suffer a loss tonight." The landlady smiled slightly.
Zhu Zhijun laughed and said: "You are really good at talking. Okay, boss, let's go out and meet them now?"
"Let's go." Du Qingchen stood up first.
The landlady was surprised and a little more curious about Du Qingchen.
She had poisonous eyes and believed that Zhu Zhijun had an extraordinary background. She thought that Zhu Zhijun might not lose in today's farce, but now she discovered that Zhu Zhijun was so protective of Du Qingchen, almost as if he was showing off.
Zhu Zhijun was going to pay the bill, but the landlady personally told them that today's consumption would be free, and sent them to the door of the bar. Behind them, countless customers rushed to the door to watch the fun.
Outside the door, there were at least fifty people, all wearing uniform sports sweatshirts with a golden flying dragon embroidered on the chest and a few words printed below.
Feilong Martial Arts School.
Needless to say, these people are all members of the Feilong Martial Arts School and are all warriors.
Feilong Martial Arts School is also quite famous in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces. It is considered the largest martial arts school. It is said that the owner of the gym once won the world championship fighting championship and was also a lay disciple of an ancient martial arts sect.
These are all legends, not necessarily true.
But seeing so many warriors, all with fierce looks on their faces, the guests in the bar couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and became a little more worried and less confident about Du Qingchen and the others.
Even though Zhu Zhijun had been very strong before, he also showed strong fighting ability.
But a good man cannot stand against the crowd, this is a wise saying.
As soon as Du Qingchen and the other three came out, they saw several familiar faces across from them. One of them was Wei Junjie.
At this time, he was protected by the stars like a moon, and his face was filled with arrogance and domineering arrogance. He said to Zhu Zhijun: "Hey, boy, I've called for you. Aren't you very good at fighting? Come on, you want to fight today.
If you can knock down all my people, you are considered capable."
Zhu Zhijun frowned slightly.
He didn't expect that the other party would actually call someone from Feilong Martial Arts School. This requires a lot of face. Generally speaking, Feilong Martial Arts School wouldn't care about such nonsense.
Linglong was so frightened that her heart was beating wildly.
The landlady watched the show quietly.
What happened tonight, no matter how it develops or how unexpected the result is, has nothing to do with her.
At most, she would pay a little money afterwards to comfort the injured party, or to please the winning party. She can open a bar here, so naturally she has some connections and confidence. It's just that such a scene is still rare to see, but
It made her a little more interested.
Although Zhu Zhijun is powerful, it will still be very difficult to deal with these fifty or sixty outer sect masters. The thing that worries him the most is the middle-aged man behind Wei Junjie. The man standing there is not outstanding, but with his strength
With his extraordinary sixth sense, he instinctively felt that this middle-aged man was his biggest enemy, and he was not sure he could defeat him.
Du Qingchen seemed to see Zhu Zhijun's concerns and smiled: "If it doesn't work, just let me do it."
When Zhu Zhijun heard this, his face turned red and he felt like he had been slapped. He felt helpless and ashamed.
"Boss, don't worry. If something happens here, if you still want to take action, then I have no place to put my face. I don't have the shame to see my former brothers. I can't embarrass you."
"You really don't need me?"
"It's really not necessary."
Zhu Zhijun gritted his teeth and said.
Du Qingchen smiled and said: "Okay, do whatever you want. If something big happens, I will support you!"
His words were very calm.
But in the ears of others, he was so domineering and arrogant.
Some people were laughing at him, and some were curious about him.
Who on earth dares to say such arrogant words!
Zhu Zhijun laughed and said: "As the boss said, I will let go today. Don't worry, if something goes wrong, my old man will be there to take care of it. There is no need for the boss to come."
After saying that, he looked at the crowd opposite and said loudly: "Does your Feilong Martial Arts School really want to become someone else's lackey and insist on meddling in other people's business?"
The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Young man, you still have to be kind when you speak, and be careful about misfortune coming from your mouth."
"You threaten me?"
Zhu Zhijun snorted, his face extremely ugly, and then he raised his right hand and made a strange gesture.
Everyone was puzzled.
But the next moment, at the end of the road, there was a sudden rumbling sound, the patrol stopped, and two military personnel carriers drove over.
Before everyone could react, the troop carrier had stopped, and at least thirty soldiers jumped out of the vehicle, each of them armed to the teeth. They suddenly surrounded Wei Junjie and his group.
Then, the gun bolt was pulled, the bullets were loaded, and the guns were all pointed at these people.