The Third Part of Besieged City Chapter 5 East Wind Breaks

  "Master was reckless today." Zhou Xiaomei poured a cup of tea for Yi Tianxing on the sofa, and then stood beside him, saying softly.

  Yi Tian Xing sat on the soft sofa, thinking about his troubles, while occasionally glancing around this "Qing Xin Hui Suo" that he couldn't enter no matter what before. Suddenly, he heard Zhou Xiao Mei say something and asked with a smile: "What did you say?"

  Zhou Xiaomei saw that the young man always wanted to put on a mature appearance, and she couldn't help but laugh secretly.

  "I don't know how Young Master got to know Director Pan of the Municipal Bureau, but he's a well-known figure who is not easily swayed, and in the judicial and public security system, he's a big shot with a strong foundation. Since Young Master has gotten to know him, such an important person can't be used lightly. Something like today's matter is actually a small gathering, using this card too easily makes it seem like making a big deal out of nothing, and besides, owing someone a favor for no reason isn't good." Zhou Xiaomei revealed a hint of resentment.

  This resentment was revealed in a good way, and it immediately brought her relationship with Yi Tianxing much closer.

  Yi Tianxing was after all a young and inexperienced youth, he couldn't see through the thoughts of these women at all, nor did he care if this resentment had any deeper meaning, he just smiled and explained: "I do know that Director Pan, but the previous phone call wasn't made to him."

  A mischievous expression suddenly appeared on his face, "Tease those few police officers."

  Zhou Xiaomei said with an air of displeasure: "You're really acting like a child."

  Yi Tianxing sat on the sofa, picked up his teacup and took a sip, softly sighing: "What a boring life indeed."

  "Master?"

  "It's nothing." Yi Tianxing smiled and shook his head.

  "Find someone to inform that... whatever Dongbei guy. Have a meeting with him and tell him to stop causing trouble." Yi Tianxing said.

  "Yes." Zhou Xiaomei nodded slightly, she had only truly seen the methods of this young master of the Gu family today, and was somewhat shocked. Suddenly, she smiled sweetly and said: "The little sister at the counter earlier, Chen Chen, would you like her to serve you?"

  Yi Tian Xing's face suddenly turned red, then black again. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed that the night sky outside the window of Qing Xin Hui Suo had suddenly turned red. The dark night was illuminated by a fiery glow that seemed to come from nowhere, casting an eerie light on the curtains.

  Zhou Xiaomei furrowed her brow and quickly walked to the window, looking at where the fire was. After a while, she said in a cold tone through gritted teeth: "There's no need to mention Chengdong Biao anymore."

  Yi Tian Xing walked to the window, looked at where the fire was rising from, and knew it was exactly where his own people had just come out of M Tang. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Turn around, don't look."

  Although Zhou Xiaomei didn't understand, she was after all a clever and resourceful woman. With a swift movement, she turned her back to Yi Tianxing, suppressing her curiosity and not looking back. All she heard was the sound of shattering glass, followed by a gust of wind.

  The next moment, Zhou Xiaomei finally couldn't help but satisfy the curiosity that every ordinary person had. She slightly tilted her head and glanced out of the window with the corner of her eye. This glance made her lips part slightly, almost letting out a cry of surprise!

  All that can be seen is the figure of a young man outside the window, like a wisp of smoke flying between the French plane trees on both sides of the street. This wisp of smoke seems to have substance, and every time it touches the tip of the tree, several branches fall to the ground. The young man leaps up and down a few times, and has already arrived in front of the M pond, which is burning fiercely with flames, and rushes in without hesitation, rushing into the raging inferno!

  Zhou Xiaomei stared blankly at the shattered window glass in front of her, standing there for a while before finally coming to her senses. She hastily put on her coat and rushed towards the stairs.

  When she rushed to the entrance of M Tang, Yi Tianxing was covered in black dust and ran out of the disco hall for the third time, carrying two security guards who had been smoked unconscious on his shoulders, with a female waitress who had fainted under his arm.

  "Take a headcount and see if there's anyone else inside." Yi Tianxing quietly instructed Jun Ge, whose soul was unstable, with a calm tone that revealed an unyielding chill.

  He then turned his head to Zhou Xiaomei, who had run away with one high-heeled shoe, and said: "Call the fire department, emergency number, police, not a single one can be missed." He also said: "Immediately notify the company, investigate clearly, and find out who did it."

  "Young master, it's clear that everyone has been accounted for and there is no one else inside." Jun Ge had just witnessed this young master of the Gu family rush into the fire scene, disregarding his own life to rescue the employees. At this moment, his eyes were filled with admiration, "The people you rescued should not have any life-threatening injuries."

  Yi Tianxing let out a slight sigh of relief.

  "Who else could it be?" Zhou Xiaomei watched as her painstakingly built home was gradually burned into a blackened ruin, her anger burning hotter by the second. With one foot bare and stomping on the other, she spat out viciously: "Isn't it just those weaklings from East City?"

  "Look into it before speaking." Yi Tianxing looked at the burning building, he could put out the fire, but unfortunately, being in the mortal world, he didn't dare to display his divine powers, so he just watched. His eyes gradually calmed down, "A master must have a reputation, if we want to fight, we also need a real reason."

  In front of the burning disco, a young man looked at the flames stretching into the night sky with some listlessness. Behind him were the wounded and muffled wails. The youth's heart was extraordinarily indignant.

  At the west corner of Jin Yang Square, there were two people whispering to each other. One of them was wearing a black outfit and looked sinister with a scar from his forehead to the corner of his mouth that seemed to be caused by a burn.

  "You see nothing. The fire is burning him but he won't die." The man smiled coldly.

  Another person, however, had a resentful look on his face and took a few steps closer to the scarred man with a slight limp: "Master Zong, what should we do?"

  "What to do?" The man smiled, raised his face, and his eyes were filled with coldness. The scar on his cheek seemed even more sinister. It turned out that this person was actually Zong Si, who had been slashed by Yi Tianxing's Heavenly Fire at the small fish pond and had gone missing: "I have already been expelled from the sect, my cultivation is not as good as his, what can I do?"

  "Is my leg going to be crippled for nothing?" The cripple stretched out his palm, which was frighteningly grasping his hair, but there were only three fingers on his palm.

  "Xue San'er, you need to be smarter. I thought my own strength was enough to take down Yi Tianxing at the time, that's why I made a move so easily. Now that it won't work, we naturally have to rely on someone else's power."

  It turned out that another person was in the county town of Gaoyang, who was forced by Yi Tianhang to not dare to show his head. Later, he was caught back by Old Master Gu and had his leg broken, it was Xue Saner.

  Nor did he know how these two sworn enemies had come together.

  "Since you were able to pick me up from the trash, it means that fate has brought us together. Let's make the most of it." Zong Si revealed a sinister smile, "Everyone who comes into this world has their own destiny, and we are no exception."

  Xue San'er shook her head in confusion.

  Two figures calculating sinister plots gradually walked into the alley, it was unknown where they were going, slowly disappearing into the darkness.

  Yi Tianxing is not a god after all, he doesn't know what's happening to himself, he just feels that his heart is a bit messy, his emotions are a bit annoyed, and he doesn't know if this emotion is caused by the annoying underworld struggle or because of the big mystery that has been pressing on his heart.

  When he was in Gaoyang County, he could recklessly chase and kill the leader of a gang with his backpack on, because he didn't know what could suppress himself. Now, in the provincial city's vast sea of people, he has too many things to worry about, too many things to entangle him. Moreover, now that he bears the title of "Young Master Gu", once he makes a move, it will often involve many people, and he has always liked to come and go alone... Looking at the dark clouds in the night sky on the street, his heart also became gloomy and uncomfortable.

  It's precisely these three words "not at ease" that are the obstacle in his mind. In the county town, he was fully engaged in self-cultivation and the first Dharma gate he practiced was indeed the Convenient and Easy-to-Practice Dharma Gate of Returning to the Origin Temple. Now, however, he is being oppressed by these three words "not at ease".

  He was a decisive person, once he made up his mind, he wouldn't think twice about it, and instead felt a sense of determination, even looking forward to the day when someone named Cheng Dongbiao would come knocking on his door.

  It's really no fun for adults to hit kids, so it's better to finish spanking them quickly and then shoo them away.

  He returned to the provincial city university, looking at the students coming and going on the pedestrian path. Yi Tianxing adjusted his clothes, patted his hair which had some dust on it, and walked in. He went along the lotus pond towards the direction of Teaching Building One, but found that the usually bustling road seemed much quieter than usual. He thought to himself with some self-mockery, could it be related to him again?

  Walking into the old and worn-out Liu She, stepping on the creaking wooden floorboards, Yi Tianxing kicked open the wooden door of Room 247 with one foot and shouted: "Freshly arrived authentic pot stickers from Baisheng Department Store, first come first served, limited quantity, hurry up if you want to eat!"

  A group of boys who had long been accustomed to the sound of kicking doors, hearing that there was food, suddenly swarmed from the card table, making a hungry tiger pounce on its prey.

  Lao Yi has a conscience.

  "Mmm." The man was too busy eating and didn't have time for conversation.

  "Alright, let's play two rounds of Double Knock for now." The oldest brother in the dormitory spoke up. Yi Tianxing was overjoyed and laughed: "This is great, I'll bribe you guys with a few pots of food, and tomorrow I'll buy it every day."

  "This is a sandwich, not scallion oil flavor." The Jiangsu classmate on the upper bunk of the sleeper train complained while chewing, "The provincial department store is so far from our school, and it's hard to bring back, why not just buy Dongmen Pottery Western-style cookies, fragrant and soft."

  "Why don't you see that I'm eating?" Yi Tianxing, holding his own bowl of food, was just about to take a bite and laughed, scolding: "It's still fragrant and soft, do you think it's the hand of a sneaky little girl?"

  Everyone was chatting and laughing, when the dormitory door was kicked open again. It was Class Head coming to visit the dormitory. He saw the corn on E Tianxing's hand and couldn't help but exclaim with joy: "Old E is sending out roasted buns today? Thanks!" Without asking much, he naturally took the corn from E Tianxing's hand and started munching away.

  Yitianxing stretched out his empty hands and sighed, "I'm telling you, Head Monitor, can't you just stay in 241? Why do you always come to our dorm for no reason?"

  "There's something I need to tell you all." The leader of the Sichuan group, Three Down Five Up, swallowed the roast duck in his mouth and said unclearly. Yi Tianxing was worried that he would choke to death and not be able to see his future daughter-in-law, so he quickly poured him a glass of water.

  "Hmm." The class head cleared his throat: "I believe everyone knows what happened at school today. It's said that both sides will be negotiating outside the east gate tomorrow, so everyone please pay attention to your safety and avoid walking from that direction."

  "Hey, team leader, you're also aware of this inside information?" someone joked.

  Yi Tianxing walked in with a confused expression and asked: "What's going on? What's happening?"

  "Today everyone in school is watching the excitement, aren't you?" said Ban Tian.

  "I'm going out for some things."

  "Oh, I see." The class leader explained, "It's just that some Tibetan students from the Minyuan Academy and some hoodlums from outside got into a conflict, and they had a fight today. I heard several people were injured. They've agreed to negotiate at the East Gate tomorrow."

  Yitian Xing remembered, when leaving school this afternoon, he still saw those dark-skinned, seemingly healthy Tibetan brothers walking out of the campus with gloomy faces. Curious, he asked: "What's going on?"

  A Jiangsu student chimed in, "I heard it was because a Tibetan student was lured out by outsiders to play cards and got cheated, losing a lot of money. So the thugs from outside came to demand money. They didn't think about it, our school's Minyuan (dormitory) has Tibetan students who always carry knives, how could they possibly give in to such extortion?"

  "How much did you lose?"

  "Two hundred and thirty thousand." The squad leader shrugged his shoulders.

  "So many?" The seven little men in the dormitory stared with their eyes wide open, and Yitian Xing was no exception.

  "Tibetans at home raise cattle and sheep. If they can all be sold for cash, then there will still be some money." said the team leader, scratching his head.

  Yitianxing thought for a moment and said, "That's what they say, but the life of a herdsman is bitter. A family often raises cattle, sheep and horses, which can be worth hundreds of thousands if calculated in price, but if you really want to turn them into RMB, it's another story. Moreover, there are snow disasters and droughts every year, which is also quite troublesome."

  "That's right." The oldest Heilongjiang big brother spoke up: "No wonder those Tibetan students are fighting to the death with these bastards outside the school. Old Yi, you didn't see it today, but the fight outside was incredibly fierce." The Northeastern big brother, who had always been known for his hot temper, clicked his tongue in admiration: "Those Tibetan students are really something else."

  "Does the school know about it and didn't report to the police?" Yi Tianxing was somewhat puzzled.

  "How could they have reported it in advance?" The class leader sneered, "The school just hopes that today's matter will pass and that's all. Who knows that tomorrow there will be a big fight between the two sides? Now the school is rushing to declare an educational project to the Ministry of Education. This kind of thing, if it can be covered up, it will be covered up. If it can't be covered up, then so be it."

  "What's going to happen tomorrow? These Tibetan students are our classmates, after all. There are only twelve boys in their class, and I heard that the outsiders are planning to bring over a hundred people. Even if these Tibetans are tough, they can't withstand so many people, right?" The young man from Heilongjiang was getting more and more agitated, his tone seeming to suggest that he was ready to draw his knife and stab it into someone's ribs.

  The class leader hastily intercepted the road: "This matter, the school pretends to know nothing, and several senior brothers of the student union discussed it with us, letting us notify each dormitory, and we must pay attention to safety tomorrow." After a pause, he said again: "However, the student union's chairman Zhao, a junior, said that if you really can't help it tomorrow, go to the east gate outside to support our Tibetan classmates, but don't fight... That is absolutely not allowed."

  He dragged out the last note with a weird and eerie tone, and several people in the dormitory burst out laughing. Some timid ones made up their minds to go to the teaching building tomorrow to study hard, while some bold ones like Heilongjiang started to get excited. However, Yi Tianxing had a calm face but was actually eager to watch the excitement, only if his classmates were in danger, he would not stand by and do nothing.

  The dormitory suddenly went dark.

  "Damn it, the lights went out right on schedule."

  Cries and curses came from various dormitories of the old Liu's residence.

  The class leader touched the black and went to his own dormitory, leaving behind the tearful Yitian Xing sighing: "It's hard to get a chance to play cards, and the lights are out again."

  He took a cigarette from his classmate on the upper bunk, walked to the outside of the dormitory door and lit it under the dim light. As he watched the dissipating smoke, his eyes seemed a bit dazed.

  On the second day, Yi Tianhang went to exercise with Xiao Fei Niao again for weight loss, and when he returned to his dormitory, he received a call from Yuan Ye.

  "It's been investigated clearly, it's someone from the east of the city."

  "Hmm, can I go see that whatever Biaozi?"

  "I heard he went to Hong Kong to see the Big Buddha, of course, everyone knows he's talking nonsense and hiding from you."

  "This murderous arsonist thinks that even if he goes to the Temple of Heaven to pray, he'll have a good outcome?" Yi Tianxing hung up the phone with a smile.

  He went out the east gate to eat zhajiangmian, and found that something was strange on the road leading to Hongwasi. There wasn't a single person in the middle of the road, and even the taxis that normally honked their horns anxiously weren't seen. Instead, there were two rows of people squeezed along both sides of the road, lined up along the pedestrian path.

  Near the Provincial University, they were all dressed in simple clothes and looked like students. Among them, there were more than a dozen young men wearing Tibetan robes. On the other hand, near the Business School, they were oily-faced and powdered, wearing shiny leather jackets, their black leather coats looking just like the dress of gangsters in movies.

  Yi Tianxing smiled and suddenly remembered what their leader had told them to do last night, so this was the legendary formation of troops to discuss numbers.

  He naturally wouldn't take these worldly struggles to heart, with not a single thread of tension in his mind, slowly swaying to the back of the wall of students, suddenly seeing that several guys from his dormitory were also following behind the main force, hurriedly squeezed over and asked: "How did you all come too? Right, with so many people not attending class, doesn't the school care?"

  The tense and clenched-fisted Heilongjiang dormitory elder replied, "Lao Yi, you're confused. Today is Saturday."

  Yi Tianxing scratched his head in embarrassment, having attended fewer classes recently. He was indeed a bit confused about the schedule for this week's review. As he looked around the scene, he saw that the students on their side were those twelve Tibetan students from Minyuan, who were wearing only half of their sleeves and had their robes tucked into their waists. Their bodies were strong and robust, with long Tibetan knives hanging from their waists. On the other hand, the thugs from society who came to cause trouble had a hint of arrogance in their eyebrows, and it was clear that they were carrying hidden weapons under their puffy jackets. Yi Tianxing had seen some fierce battles on his journey, but this was the first time he had seen such a large-scale confrontation, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Indeed, the atmosphere is tense!"

  He watched the situation in the field, although his heart was not tense, but he was worried that the students would be at a disadvantage. After all, the other side were professional fighters, while his classmates, despite their large number, only had the twelve Tibetan brothers who were skilled with their Tibetan knives, and the rest were just book-smart students who didn't have the ability to fight. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel worried, and asked in a low voice among the few people in the dormitory: "What if we get into a fight later?"

  A Jiangsu student's eyes were burning with enthusiasm, and he replied: "With such a large lineup, this semester is not in vain." Suddenly realizing Yitian Xing's question, he muttered: "It won't really come to blows, will it? There are so many people."

  He snorted and said viciously, "We're all classmates, if you want to fight us, of course we'll go up too."

  Yi Tianxing looked at the other students, their faces pale, and then glanced around to see that everyone else was also tense and trying to hold it in. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking that they should probably just focus on studying things like Byron's Cambridge experiences instead. This kind of thing was more suited for someone like Yuan Ye or Cheng Dongbiao.

  The negotiations on the provincial capital road, county town negotiations and even Beijing's negotiations are not much different. It is often just a dispute between two parties due to some small conflicts, then both sides are unwilling to give in, pulling people from all over, and then at the designated negotiation site, they will show off their own people, whoever pulls more people, naturally becomes the boss.

  Within the specified time and location, hold a wrist-wrestling competition as scheduled.

  But because the relationships between these gangs are always intertwined, it often happens that both sides will pull in a group of people at the same time. It's even more common for the brothers pulled in by each side to know each other well. As a result, there will always be someone who tries to mediate and reconcile the two groups. The more people involved, the less likely they are to come to blows. According to legend, one time the City East Gang and the City North Lin Family had a showdown at Seven Eyes Bridge, but in the end, they managed to resolve their differences peacefully. Only after everyone had dispersed did it become clear that there were five pairs of biological brothers on opposite sides, countless sworn brothers, as well as several relationships by marriage, including brothers-in-law and sisters' husbands. This incident was later laughed about, which is why such showdowns rarely happen in the provincial capital these days.

  Isn't it too childish?

  But today is different. Today's conflict is not on the Provincial City Road, but between the Provincial City thugs and the students of Provincial University. There are only a few local students studying at Provincial University, so it's impossible for them to have any connection with the brothers on Provincial City Road. As a result, both sides don't need to worry about saving face, and they formed their teams on the lively streets outside Provincial University... The students' courage to stand up for the Tibetan guys is admirable, but when it comes to real fighting...

  Yi Tianxing furrowed his brow slightly, observing the situation in the arena. In the end, he still couldn't decide whether to intervene or not. Firstly, he noticed a sedan approaching from a distance at the corner of the street. With his exceptional eyesight, he could see that someone inside was holding a camera, and the license plate number was Provincial O-0...... Yi Tianxing had read more books than anyone else, so naturally, he knew that this car was an undercover police vehicle. Since the police had arrived, it was unlikely that anything major would happen, and with cameras following, he would have to be more cautious about displaying his extraordinary abilities. On the other hand, this kind of situation was difficult to judge right or wrong, and as someone who wasn't ordinary, acting rashly didn't seem appropriate. Moreover, the people around him were all familiar classmates from daily life; if there were any accidental injuries, it would be disastrous.

  After some thought, he took a step forward and walked towards the crowd, watching from afar with cold eyes, waiting for further developments in the situation.

  On both sides of the street, the crowd stood by. A Tibetan student and a leader from the business school side approached each other and exchanged a few words, then their voices grew louder and louder, with some unmentionable profanities barely audible. The Tibetan youth's face turned redder and redder, looking extremely indignant, clearly the negotiations between the two sides were not going well and were about to escalate into a violent confrontation.

  The hooligans standing on the side of the vocational school had arrogant smiles on their faces, and it seemed that they were not afraid of the group of students at all. On the other hand, the atmosphere among the students was filled with a sense of fear, and some people had already shown signs of retreat.

  The Tibetan youth who came forward to negotiate had a broad forehead, straight eyebrows and thick lips. His dark face still showed signs of highland redness, looking like a straightforward person. He retreated back into the student crowd, whispered a few words to one of his own people, then turned around, flashed a hint of arrogance in his eyes, and put his hand on the hilt of the Tibetan knife at his waist.

  The hoodlums opposite also put their hands into their cotton-padded jackets, with a look of vigilance on their faces.

  A great war is about to break out.

  Yitian was watching the scene with his eyes narrowed, not intending to intervene immediately, but because of a shout from the hoodlums standing on the side of Shangzhuan, he changed his mind.

  "Dare to play with us Dongcheng people, don't blame us for beating you back to Rikaze."

  Dong Cheng? Yi Tian Xing's pupils constricted slightly, it seems like a nemesis has appeared on the single-plank bridge!

  ……

  ……

  What is happiness? Happiness is when what you want suddenly appears in front of you. It's like someone you really dislike, but you can't find a good reason to beat him up to show your disgust, and one day he suddenly becomes shameless and runs to your doorstep, pees on it, and with a grin on his face, yells: "Beat me! Beat me!"

  Yi Tian Xing felt this sense of happiness at this moment, the fire in M Tang's house last night had successfully ignited his anger, he wanted to have a talk with Cheng Dong Biao Zi, but others were hiding - didn't expect it to happen so soon, just like Buddha had planned it, this Cheng Dong person was looking for trouble again, and even found trouble at the gate of his own school, ah, finally he could vent out the pent-up anger since returning from Wu Dang Mountain, what a relief!

  He smiled faintly, his eyebrows relaxed into a clear and bright expression. He took three dollars from the pocket of his cotton-padded jacket and went to a small shop on the street, where he received a package of Yunnan-made White Peony tea from the hands of an old woman with a dusty face. With a leisurely pace, humming a little tune, he walked onto the street between the provincial capital and the commercial school.

  If it were an ordinary day, the appearance of such a young student on this street would be nothing out of the ordinary. But today was different. The students and the thugs from the east city stood clearly divided on the sidewalks on both sides of the street, with no one daring to make any sudden movements, nor did anyone dare to step onto the street. As a result, the streets were empty and deserted at this moment, not a single person in sight. Even if there were pedestrians passing by, they would probably be scared away by the intense killing intent that filled the air.

  So Yitian's appearance seems very abrupt, a bit like the role of Qifeng in a play.

  His classmates were still standing in the large crowd of students, nervously looking at the center of the scene, when they suddenly discovered that everyone had become strangely quiet at the same time. After a moment's pause, they found it was Old Yi, who appeared nonchalantly in the very center of the battlefield, where although there were thousands of people, not one dared to stand.

  A student wearing a cotton-padded jacket stood there, slowly tearing the paper of his cigarette.

  The scene suddenly fell into a somewhat terrifying silence.

  This is a provocation! The first thought of the gangster standing on the side of Shangzhuan was that he gripped his knife tightly, with some redness in his eyes, wanting to rush up and slash this student who dared to provoke the black way of the provincial capital.

  This is ridiculous! The first thought of the university student standing in front of the provincial government building was this, and his heart, which had been tense to the extreme, almost jumped out of his throat, but no one dared to rush forward and pull the student back.

  Yi Tianxing took out a cigarette from the pack, brought it to his nose and sniffed, then swept his gaze over the crowd in the east of the city. The emptiness in his eyes made those who were scanned by him feel a little dizzy. He took a few steps back, smiled at the Tibetan youth who was leading the way, handed him a cigarette, took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it, asking: "I'm Yi Tianxing from the Chinese Department, how should I address you, senior?"

  The Tibetan youth was obviously the leader of one side of the incident, and he couldn't see what kind of ability this young man in front of him had to rely on, so he could be so arrogant and speak for his own side. After a moment's thought, he replied: "My name is Namu, junior at Minyuan University."

  "Namu, nice name."

  "Do you understand Tibetan?" Namu, a young Tibetan man, was somewhat surprised.

  "I don't understand." Yi Tianxing chuckled and said, "But I've heard that in the Cangyuan Mountains, there's a place called Namtso Lake. Of course, I know that 'Namu' is a good name."

  "Namtso Chumotuo Dorigonzama." Nam smiled and said, "This is the full name of our sacred lake. Coincidentally, my name is also like this."

  "What conflict could have arisen with these people when the god of shepherds was present?"

  Namuyi said, "Highland children are not used to the intrigue of provincial cities. One of our old villagers was deceived and lost over 200,000 yuan." He pulled out a Tibetan youth from the crowd and brought him in front of Yitian Xing, "It's this useless thing."

  Yi Tianxing listened to his tone and only then did he realize that this young Tibetan man named Namu was very powerful when speaking in the people's court.

  "We only like to fight immediately, and are not used to these twisted things. So we are unwilling to admit that we owe money." Namo continued.

  Yi Tian Xing smiled and thought that this rascal was indeed straightforward, then said: "What's next? Are we going to fight?"

  Nam looked at him quietly: "I don't know who you are, but since you're willing to come out at this time, you must be here to help us."

  Yi Tianxing shook his head: "It's not exactly help, but we have a common enemy."

  "You are an intelligent person."

  "Hmm, well, let this fake genius speak today." Yi Tianxing also didn't mince words.

  Namu slightly lowered his head, "Alright, we'll all listen to you." Zang Shang's words were indeed straightforward and crisp.

  Yitian Xing smiled again, fiercely pulled a mouthful of cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and used his toes to trample it twice with force, then walked back to the center of the street.

  "Whoever has something to say, come out and talk to me."

  Standing on the side of the business school, more than a hundred Dongcheng thugs only then realized that the young student in front of them, who looked a bit silly and reckless, was actually the protagonist of today's incident at Provincial University. After a flurry of discussion, a guy in his twenties walked out from the group of thugs wearing black leather jackets, with a triangular eye gleaming coldly and a scar on the corner of his mouth.

  "If there's anything you want to say, just tell me."

  "What are you going to do today?" Yi Tianxing asked with some curiosity, "Setting up such a scene, it looks like filming a movie, and it doesn't look like you're going to fight."

  The scar-faced man was momentarily speechless: "Pay back the debt." Then, his mouth twisted into a sly smile: "If you don't pay back, then use your flesh to repay it instead."

  "Pfft." Yi Tianxing spat out a wad of saliva, "People are all from the same origin, old skin and flesh, dark and dull, can you even stand to look at them?" Then his tone changed, and he smiled, saying: "To be honest with you, I also know some friends in this province's capital, it's not a good idea for both sides to be like this. Look, the police are also coming over to keep an eye on things."

  "Police?" Scarface subconsciously looked in the direction that Yi Tianxing was pointing at.

  "Are you clear about that?" Yi Tianxing teased: "You bully the Tibetan people for being honest, and set up a scam to cheat people out of their money. If this gets out, it will also lose face for the provincial city." Before the man could change color, he continued: "Of course, I know everyone relies on this to make a living. If you can't collect the money today, it won't be easy to explain later. How about reducing it a bit?"

  Scarface watched him talk, his face fearless, and couldn't help but wonder what kind of background this guy had. Thinking to himself, he asked out loud: "Brother, you're a university student, how do you know us? What circle are you mixed up in?"

  "It's a coincidence that we met in this world, no need to ask too many questions." Yi Tianxing said these clichés he learned from books and movies, and even he himself felt quite disgusted.

  "How much are you willing to pay?"

  "Seven ten thousand."

  Scarface got angry: "Are you messing with me?"

  Yi Tianxing shrugged indifferently: "Whatever you want." He also said: "Don't push the students too hard, they're all a group of big men who have been suppressed in school and have more male hormones than your subordinates. You should know that students like to gang up together, if you really bring out their ferocity, there's no way to end this peacefully today."

  He leaned in close to Knife Scar's ear and whispered, "If it was a gang fight, then the case would be just a brawl. But if you blow things up and make it into something like a student riot, do you think you can handle the consequences? Even if you're a thug, I'm afraid you'll quickly flee to Guangdong."

  Dào bā liǎn dǎ le gè hán zhàn, zhè cái xiǎng dào zhèng fǔ cóng nà yī nián xià tiān zhī hòu duì yú xué xiào xiàng lái guǎn de tǐng yán, rú guǒ zì jǐ chéng le shén me shén me dǎo huǒ suǒ, jiāng lái zhǐ pà shī shou dōu bù zhī dào zài nǎ lǐ jiǎn huí lái, yòu tīng jiàn zhè nián qīng xué shēng shuō le piāo gē de míng zì, yìn fā xiāng xìn duì fāng zhēn shì hùn shěng chéng dào shàng de yì lèi.

  His expression changed for a long time, and he finally nodded slightly.

  Yitianxing smiled, his face still wore that harmless smile, looking like he wasn't worried about anything, but actually just now in the bottom of his heart was a bit worried, after all it was right at the school gate... Even if he wanted to show off a bit, it didn't seem very convenient, did it?

  "You go to Yuanhe Park first and wait for me, I'll come over after I've taken the money."

  "You think you can run away from me? I'll go ask God himself?" Scarface sneered.

  Yi Tian Xing smiled and said: "You shout for a follower to follow me." In his heart, he thought, I'm still afraid you'll run away.

  "Alright." Scarface thought for a moment and menacingly threatened, "I'm giving you face, brother, so you'd better make sure to give my face some respect too." He glanced at the police surveillance car in the distance, slightly tilted his head, and shouted to the hundred or so brothers behind him, "We've played enough, let's disperse!"

  The hoodlums standing on the side of Shang Zhuan knew that the negotiations between their leaders had already ended, and today's fight was unlikely to happen, so they gradually dispersed, leaving only a team watching the most capable fighter squatting under the tung tree smoking, his eyes constantly glancing over at Yi Tian Xing.

  Yitian also walked back into the crowd of students and shook his head: "Everyone should go back to their dorms, otherwise the teacher will have something to say again."

  The students didn't realize the situation had been alleviated until now, and they all started discussing it in hushed tones. Namu walked to Yitian's side and asked in a low voice, "What did you say to them?" There was a hint of anxiety that couldn't be concealed in his voice.

  "It's all right." Yi Tianxing smiled at the Tibetan youth, "I'll take care of the rest, you can all disperse now."

  Guanghe Park is located on the north bank of the Prefectural River, and from the east gate of the Provincial University, go right for less than 100 meters to reach the park entrance. Inside the park, there is a large bamboo forest, which is very quiet and beautiful, making it one of the best places in the provincial capital. Legend has it that inside the bamboo forest lies the tomb of a famous courtesan from ancient times, who had some connection with a certain famous poet, and thus also gained some poetic fame, writing some poems and becoming well-known. In China, wherever there is a place with great fame, there must be a park and a place to charge admission fees, which is the origin of Guanghe Park.

  The people of the provincial capital like to drink tea and play mahjong. The Guanhe Park is also a great place for leisure activities.

  Yitian walked into the bank at the east gate of the school, withdrew 700,000 yuan from his card, and followed the little brother who had been left to monitor him into Guanhe Park. At this time, he felt particularly relaxed in his heart. After all, with his current physique and ability, it was possible that he couldn't beat a regular army, but dealing with these underworld mobs was indeed not too challenging. Moreover, now that he was alone, he didn't have to worry about the safety of his classmates, which made him even more confident.

  With a thud, a black plastic bag was thrown onto the wooden table in the teahouse.

  "Seven hundred thousand yuan, count it." Yi Tianxing sat down and asked the boss to bring a pot of flower tea.

  Scarface saw that he had indeed come alone, and couldn't help but wonder about this person's identity. He thought to himself, "With such audacity, I should know the name of this young whippersnapper."

  After counting the money, a hoodlum nodded in approval and the scar-faced man smiled with satisfaction. They had come to the provincial capital today to collect debts, but they hadn't expected to be able to collect all 230,000 from those stingy Tibetans. Now, without even having to use their knives or guns, they were still able to get 70,000 into their account, which was already a very satisfactory result.

  "Little brother is doing a great job." Scarface stood up and was about to leave, "I haven't asked for your esteemed name yet, let's get closer in the future."

  Yi Tian Xing smiled faintly and raised the tea cup to his lips, taking a sip before saying, "You're leaving just like that? You think it's that simple?"

  The Dongcheng gangster who was laughing just now heard this and his tone was off, his breath suddenly tense.

  "Is there anything else you want to say, brother?"

  Yitian gently covered the bowl with a lid over the steaming hot tea: "I've been feeling really down and suffocated lately."

  Listening to such an inexplicable sigh, the Dongcheng thugs looked at each other in dismay. The scar-faced man's eyes flashed with a cold glint as he said coolly, "What instructions do you have? Speak up."

  "I am the Pengfei Industrial and Trading Company's Provincial Office."

  Scarface took a deep breath and said after a while: "So brother is a friend of the Gu family, thanks a lot today."

  Yi Tianxing stretched out his index finger and shook it twice in front of his face: "Don't thank me yet, you've eaten your way to my doorstep, what's the meaning of this?"

  Dào Bāo Liǎn was under the command of City East Biǎo Zi, so he naturally knew what the two words "Gǔ Jiā" meant on the Provincial Road. Péng Fēi Gong Mào was even more the core industry of Gǔ Jiā. Although his own boss had been a bit uncomfortable with Gǔ Jiā recently, after all, they hadn't openly torn their faces yet, so he couldn't say much. After thinking for a moment, he took out 20,000 yuan from the black plastic bag and put it in front of Yì Tiān Xíng.

  Yi Tian Xing's fingers lightly brushed over the crisp new bills, and he suddenly smiled, pushing the stack of money back.

  "What does brother want to do? There are ten of us here, don't be fooled, the brothers who scattered earlier are still waiting at the park entrance." Knife Scar Face had an attitude of not caring.

  "That's all for today, but since you've come to my place to make a profit, I'd like to see what you're capable of."

  The two words were spoken, and Knife Scar's face immediately stood up, with vigilant eyes all cast on Yitian Xing alone.

  Yi Tianxing smiled and said, "You guys won 2.3 million from that Tibetan, can't you even muster the courage to play mahjong with me?"

  The scar-faced man felt that the young student in front of him was increasingly mysterious and unpredictable, so he tentatively said: "I've heard of rape and robbery, but I've never heard of forced gambling."

  "Didn't you see it for yourself today?" Yi Tianxing said with a smile on one side of his face.

  Scarface learned from Hong Kong and Taiwan movies, slightly tilting his head to the side, looking at him with an extremely weird angle, as if discovering a frog in a well drooling, making vows to marry a swan: "Are you out of your mind?"

  "There were too many people just now, I was afraid of hurting innocent people. Now it's relatively quiet here, we can have a good talk."

  Yitian Xing thought for a moment: "I used to be a good person, and I still am. But I'm not a softie, I don't think it's anything to be ashamed of to bully a bunch of murderous arsonists."

  Scarface doesn't know what he's talking about.

  Yitianxing stood up and walked a few steps forward with a smile, but the scar-faced man sensed danger and quickly retreated, waving his hand to let his brothers go up.

  Those hoodlums charged up with knives!

  The sword flashed brightly... but in the next moment, Yi Tianxing's figure was nowhere to be seen.

  Dao Hu's face suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, and a hand that was not particularly large but exceptionally powerful grasped his throat tightly. The strength of this hand seemed to be able to snap his neck at any moment.

  As if to prove this point, another hand gently grasped one of the large yellow bamboo stalks of the tea shed.

  The scar-faced man widened his eyes and stared at the scene about to unfold.

  Only those slender hands gently closed, fingers slightly exerted force, and suddenly a cracking sound was heard. The thick yellow bamboo as thick as an arm was broken in two!

  The scar-faced man looked at Yi Tianxing with a mixture of fear and trepidation, his eyes fixed on the hand that was gripping his throat. After a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence, his face beet red: "What do you want to do?"

  "Accompany me for a gamble, let me vent some air." Yi Tianxing said nonchalantly, surrounded by a group of knife-wielding men in the middle.

  The gangster didn't believe in evil, one of Knife Scar's men saw him speaking and took advantage of the opportunity to slash at Yi Tian's head with his knife.

  Yi Tian Xing smiled faintly just as the knife was about to reach him, then with one hand, he lightly grasped the blade of the finely crafted steel knife in mid-air.

  Not blocking, not dodging, but grasping that howling knife like holding a lover's hand.

  The people below the city's east were really blinded, and a dozen pairs of pupils gradually shrank in unison, their entire bodies occupied by terror.

  Dàobāo's face thought of his weak throat still being in the student's grasp, and he was so scared that he almost peed his pants. After a while, he trembled and said: "HARD... QI... GONG?"

  Yi Tian raised an eyebrow and thought that this name was perfect for himself. He smiled and said, "Indeed, you have a good eye for things."

  A hoodlum is still a hoodlum, no matter how much of a heroic spirit he has, he can't overcome the gap in strength. So, Scarface honestly sat down at the table.

  "How did you gamble?" He felt a bitter taste in his mouth and thought that this jinx was probably someone from the Gu family.

  "Mahjong time." Yitianxing looked at the warm winter day outside the teahouse, sniffed the refreshing breeze blowing from the bamboo forest, and felt pretty good. "The best thing about being a provincial capital resident is playing mahjong after lunch to kill time, I'm sure everyone will play."

  "I'm not reasonable, but I'm reasonable at the card table." Yi Tianxing saw that one of Dāo Bāo's subordinates had slipped away in the chaos and smiled slightly without saying a word. "However, since you can force my classmates to gamble with you, I'll also force you to gamble. Don't think about leaving." He paused for a moment before continuing: "Let's play by the rules of Chuanpai, and we'll settle this once and for all."

  He drew a tile of East Wind from the lush green mahjong tiles on the table and lightly snapped it with two fingers.

  A burst of laughter broke out.

  Scarface and a bunch of East City thugs stared blankly at the hemp seed that had been deeply buried in the mud by this finger force, as if the ground was made of Japanese soft tofu.

  "We won't go, we won't go! Must we lose at mahjong?!" Everyone was encouraging themselves in their hearts, because they had figured out that playing mahjong didn't necessarily mean losing, but fighting... that would definitely end in defeat.

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