20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3597 Zhang Shun's Battle Flag

After following Zhang Xiubing, Qian Xiaoyong, and others to open a detective agency and internet cafes/game arcades, Tang Xihan's mindset and perspective changed greatly as he became richer and more knowledgeable, and he came into contact with and played with many beautiful women.

Especially when he went to the foot massage parlor with Qian Xiaoyong to buy sex, he could play with all kinds of beautiful and gentle girls in their early twenties for just two or three hundred yuan. When he went to the KTV, he was even more domineering and dashing. The pretty women would call him "brother" in a coquettish voice, and their adoring gazes could make him feel like he was floating on air. He felt that a real man should be like this.

In contrast, Tang Xihan had long been tired of her own 30-year-old wife who only knew how to play mahjong, put on makeup, and drift through her days at work, constantly scolding her for being useless, for her son's poor grades, and for her parents being old and unreliable.

He only refrained from divorcing her because he was considering his son's feelings.

Therefore, Tang Xihan ultimately chose to go to Xingcheng because before Xia Wenzhuo took Zhang Xiubing and the others to Xingcheng, he had disbanded the agency and left the internet cafe and game hall equipment worth more than one million yuan to Tang Xihan and the others as compensation.

Although each person could earn four or five thousand yuan a month if they ran the business well, that was about it. After working there for just over a month, they transferred the shop for 1.2 million yuan, and each of them received 130,000 to 140,000 yuan before going their separate ways.

Four of them chose to stay in China, while the remaining five, including Tang Xihan, eventually came to Xingcheng after contacting Zhang Xiubing. They survived the initial difficult period and captured three city blocks.

As for Tang Xihan, whether women were fooling around in Mingzhu or not, as long as it didn't affect his son or make him lose face, he didn't care.

It's good that you know; it's a good time to get a divorce.

Money and power can easily change a person's thoughts and perceptions; this is a very simple fact.

In the past, if anyone coveted his wife, Tang Xihan would fight them to the death. Now, he would rather have a father who could seduce this old hag and give him back his freedom and happiness so he could find a young, beautiful, gentle, and obedient woman to rebuild a happy family where he could have complete control.

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The distance from the airport to their hotel was over 20 kilometers. Along the way, Zhang Shun and his two companions recounted their classic battles over the past six months, during which they swept through three city blocks.

At this time, Xingcheng's public security was far inferior to that of China, but it was second to none in Southeast Asia. Therefore, when these street thugs fought for territory, they mainly used cold weapons. It wasn't that they couldn't get firearms, but that as long as they didn't kill anyone, the police would generally not investigate unless the people complained.

However, once the sound of firearms is heard in the neighborhood, it usually means both sides are wiped out in one fell swoop, which is the bottom line that the local cops can tolerate.

After all, cold weapons are targeted and unlikely to harm innocent people, but firearms are indiscriminate.

However, after clearing out the illegal businesses in those three blocks, they did not operate them themselves. Instead, they voluntarily handed over these illegal businesses to Chinese groups from Malaysia and local friendly groups.

At the same time, they began importing precious timber, jade, and antiques from Malaysia and the Southeast Asian countries to the north, and opened a large market on each of the three streets, spending seventy to eighty million just on the initial stock.

This is also the backing and confidence that OneNanometer provides them; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to scrape together three or four million even if they sold everything they owned. It is precisely this arrogance that has deterred many potential prying eyes.

Those who are wealthy and ruthless, unless faced with irreconcilable conflicts of interest, generally won't deliberately seek out trouble for themselves. This world has never, and will never, operate according to the rules of law; the principle that "political power grows out of the barrel of a gun" remains an enduring truth.

An outsider trying to break in and compete for food is never so compliant or nimble.

When he got excited, Zhang Shun took off his flashy suit, rolled up his equally flashy shirt, and showed Zhao Chang'an the long scar on his back.

This is a long scar running from the upper left to the lower right of his back, stitched together like a giant, thick centipede. As he smugly twists his back, it looks like a creepy creature crawling on his back.

Moreover, there are several other scars of varying sizes around this knife scar.

Zhang Shun boasted about his awesomeness: "See that? Putting everything else aside, just this long scar means that if I walked around the night market in this mountain city shirtless in the summer, I wouldn't even have time to pay for lamb skewers. When those guys see this 'award' on me, none of them would dare to challenge me when it comes to women!"

Zhao Chang'an looked at Zhang Shun's excited face. The burns on half of his face and neck, along with the scars all over his body, gave him a unique kind of hellish, beastly beauty. He patted his leg and said nothing.

Just like the three people sitting in the car, they were born to do this job. There's no point in trying to persuade them to pull back from the brink. We should respect their choices. Of course, they themselves have long understood and are willing to take the risk and bear the corresponding consequences.

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When the car arrived at the hotel, everyone went to their respective rooms to wash up and clean themselves up, while the people from Xingcheng went to the hotel lobby to drink tea, play cards, chat, and wait.

Zhang Shun and his group did not enter the hotel, since this was an internal banquet of the Nanostar City headquarters. They had arranged to have a late-night snack with Zhao Chang'an, so they drove away.

It was 4:30 p.m., and the banquet was scheduled for 5:30 p.m. Those who had arrived in Xingcheng had an hour to rest. Of course, if they did not want to rest, they could go to the private room in advance to pass the time.

Zhao Chang'an and Xia Wenzhuo entered the room that had been specially reserved for him. It was a very ordinary double room. Zhao Chang'an closed the door, took off his hoodie, hung his bag on the clothes rack, and was about to hug Xia Wenzhuo when she reached out and stopped him.

"I'll go take a shower first."

Xia Wenzhuo turned around and walked to the TV cabinet, squatted down, opened the cabinet door, took out a small travel bag, and said to Zhao Chang'an, "Wait a moment."

Zhao Chang'an didn't wait long. After about ten minutes, the bathroom door opened, and a stunningly beautiful girl with long, flowing hair appeared before him. She was wearing white sheer pantyhose, a short maid-style blue, white, and pink bodysuit with endless lace trim, and high-heeled crystal-encrusted sandals.

"How is it, Brother Chang'an?"

Xia Wenzhuo twirled in front of Zhao Chang'an, her short maid skirt opening like a blooming flower, revealing her slender, plump thighs and the graceful curves of her hips and buttocks below her waist, all encased in white pantyhose.

Zhao Chang'an's blood pressure immediately soared. The heroic Xia Wenzhuo from just now had transformed into a delicate and easily pushed-over loli beauty.