He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

"you……!"

Zhang Genxiu's harsh words, which he was prepared to utter before the fight, were stuck in his throat, like a fishbone stuck in his throat.

Damn it, I'm about to beat you to death, and you still dare to pick your ears?

Who the hell do you think you are?!

Watching a spectacle has always been a tradition of the Chinese people. The smell of gunpowder in the air quickly drew the crowd, who gathered around without fear of stirring up trouble.

Although there were many tourists near the North Gate of Tunghai University, there were even more university students. These male and female students were in the prime of their youth, full of vigor and high spirits, and as long as it didn't concern them, they were naturally happy to join in the fun.

If it doesn't concern me, I'll stay out of it; I'll just make a short video on Douyin and post it on WeChat Moments—it's all good news.

"Hey, look! It looks like a fight is about to break out inside!"

"Wow, these two guys are so handsome! Are they from our school?" someone exclaimed, swooning.

"No way, the guy driving the sports car looks Korean. He was trying to steal that girl from the guy who looks like a celebrity. I just heard it!"

Immediately, some people's gossip spirit was ignited.

"You should clean your ears! That's clearly his sister!"

Some onlookers, unaware of the truth, still stubbornly cling to their own opinions.

"When will I be able to have two handsome guys duel for me? I'm so envious!" A brown curly-haired girl's smile gradually turned sinister.

"Curry sauce, fighting is illegal. And this kind of courtship behavior is common among lower animals. But even so, people still can't escape this fate today. Just watch the show and don't take it seriously."

Immediately afterwards, a boy's loud confession rang out from the crowd.

"Dali, I'm willing to duel with Attorney Zhang for you!"

The girl with delicate features and short hair chuckled coldly: "Heh, thank you for your trouble, I really appreciate it."

Suddenly, someone shouted from the crowd.

"Stop arguing! Look, look! They're about to start!"

"Axi!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhang Genxiu, enraged, darted forward and unleashed a powerful high kick.

The moment he made his move, a fierce and violent aura erupted from Zhang Genxiu. His smile was cruel and twisted, as if inflicting violence on others was his favorite thing—this was his true face!
Chu Qing, who knew Zhang Genxiu's background very well, couldn't help but frown and clench her fists, feeling a cold sweat for her brother.

But soon, Chu Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

Because Zhang Beixing didn't even glance at Zhang Genxiu, he easily dodged the fierce attack with a slight shift in his footing.

This powerful, high kick missed its mark.

Zhang Genxiu suddenly launched an attack, intending to knock Zhang Beixing down with one kick, but the kick was easily dodged. His expression changed, and his smile became even more distorted.

"Interesting. But no one who dares to fight me can stand in front of me for more than three seconds!"

Zhang Genxiu's eyes were fierce as he stared intently at Zhang Beixing, whose face remained calm and composed.

The two men's expressions were starkly contrasting: one was furious, the other composed.

Zhang Genxiu suddenly roared.

"Sinek! Die!"

With a furious shout, Zhang Genxiu suddenly lowered his body and then launched a swift sweeping leg attack.

At the same time, his right fist, hidden at his waist, quietly gathered power, the veins on the fist bulging, containing a terrifying killing force.

He planned to unleash a full-force punch the moment Zhang Beixing leaped to dodge, leaving him nowhere to dodge or hide!
However, Zhang Beixing, who had already let Zhang Genxiu make the first move, would naturally not tolerate this brat's reckless behavior any longer.

Faced with the sweeping leg that cut through the wind, Zhang Beixing neither dodged nor avoided it, letting it sweep towards his legs.

A glint of light flashed in Zhang Beixing's eyes. His movements were devoid of any fancy tricks, displaying only the most decisive and efficient combat techniques used in the army.

Clench your fist, raise it, and swing it.

Zhang Genxiu's sweeping leg touched Zhang Beixing's legs without any obstruction, but the expected dodge did not occur. Zhang Genxiu was stunned on the spot, and his reaction paused slightly.

Not only that, Zhang Genxiu felt a burning pain in his right leg, as if he had kicked an iron plate.

At that moment, Zhang Beixing's unremarkable fist was already thrown out, hitting Zhang Genxiu squarely on the chin.

A muffled "plop!" sound.

Zhang Genxiu was blasted backward by the surging force of the punch and crashed to the ground with a thud.

Blood gushed from his mouth, and his two front teeth flew off in a graceful parabola.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"

Despite being hit hard, Zhang Genxiu was still physically strong and struggled to get up from the ground, continuing to scream as he charged toward Zhang Beixing.

Stunned by the attack, Zhang Genxiu lost his steady and methodical karate technique and lunged forward wildly, throwing punches haphazardly.

Seeing this, even the interest in playing along with him vanished completely.

Swish!
Zhang Beixing raised his leg and unleashed a fierce leg whip that swept out horizontally, whistling through the air and following him like a shadow!

Zhang Genxiu suddenly widened his eyes, trying to dodge, but for some reason he couldn't avoid the attack at all, and could only watch helplessly as his body took the blow.

Fast! It's incredibly fast!
The force of the leg whip was like a stabilizing needle, slamming heavily into Zhang Genxiu's chest. The blow was heavier than a thousand pounds!
Jang Geun Suk was in excruciating pain, and his face contorted in agony.

His body was suddenly lifted into the air, then fell straight down sideways.

A loud "bang!"

Zhang Genxiu crashed into the sports car door, instantly creating a huge, human-shaped dent.

The surrounding crowd gasped in astonishment.

"That's incredible!"

"A ruthless character!"

"A martial arts expert!"

"Well done! How dare this idiot covet our Chinese Phoenix Maiden? Go back to your hometown!"

Zhang Genxiu suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, slid off the car door, and could no longer get up.

Zhang Beixing frowned slightly and sighed helplessly at Zhang Genxiu, who was lying on the ground.

"I told you you weren't very good. You brag about yourself so much. You know I almost lost control of my strength and accidentally killed you."

what?
They've injured people so badly, yet they still have energy left?

"puff!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Genxiu coughed up another mouthful of blood, overwhelmed with grief and indignation.

A large crowd had gathered around. Zhang Beixing, who had always disliked showing off, finished teaching this arrogant fool a lesson and, before the crowd could fully recover, immediately grabbed his sister's hand and quickly fled away from the crowd.

Although I'm not afraid of calling the police, it's still a hassle, so I'll just evacuate first and leave the rest to the military region.

"Let's go eat."

Zhang Qing looked at Zhang Beixing with admiration, her eyes sparkling.

"Wow, brother, you've become so amazing! Even a pampered soldier like you is so skilled. Our country's army must be incredibly powerful!"

"Yes, yes, the country is prosperous and strong," Zhang Beixing replied perfunctorily.

Zhang Qing persisted, asking, "Aren't special forces soldiers even more powerful?"

"Yes, but your brother is even stronger than the average special forces soldier."

"Hmph, bragging. I've heard there are female special forces soldiers too. I bet you couldn't beat them." "Nonsense, I could handle ten of them!"

"Wait—I suspect you're driving, and at a really fast speed!"

"Hehe, children say the truth, children say the truth..."

The brother and sister chatted and laughed as they quickly left the scene of the incident.

When someone finally realized what was happening, they hurriedly dialed the police. However, by the time the officers arrived, Zhang Genxiu had already left.

As Zhang Genxiu drove away, coughing up blood, his eyes filled with an unprecedented ferocity.

"No one has ever dared to treat me like this before, Zhang Beixing, I will make you pay a terrible price!"

……

The commercial pedestrian street at the east gate of the university is lined with all kinds of food stalls, offering delicious food at reasonable prices.

The siblings Zhang Beixing and Zhang Qing were practically identical. They wandered aimlessly for over an hour, eating and shopping, before finally remembering they needed a proper meal.

However, when Zhang Qing was walking and eating a bag of fried chicken nuggets while holding a bamboo skewer, he couldn't help but look resentful.

"Seriously, bro? I finally made it back to China, and this is what you treat me to? That's so stingy!"

"I was often hungry and couldn't get enough to eat back home, and the food abroad was really hard to swallow. But when I came back, you treated me like this?"

Zhang Qing's face was puffed up with anger as she resentfully complained.

"You're trying to fool your lovely little sister!"

"Alright, alright, I was wrong." Zhang Beixing sighed helplessly. "So, what do you want to eat?"

Zhang Qing's eyes lit up: "How about we have hot pot? I really missed Chinese hot pot when I was abroad!"

As he spoke, Zhang Qing raised his hand and pointed forward.

Zhang Beixing looked in the direction she pointed and saw a Haidilao restaurant.

Zhang Qingxing shouted excitedly and rushed out, giving Zhang Beixing no chance to refuse.

"set off!"

Zhang Beixing smiled and had no choice but to hurry up and follow.

The waitress in charge of greeting guests at the door is a girl working part-time at a nearby university. She has a sweet appearance and a professional smile.

"Hello, how many people are in your party?"

"The two of you."

"Okay, please take a number and wait in line." The waiter smiled politely but kept his distance. "I'm sorry, it's peak dining time right now, you'll have to wait a moment."

what?
Is it really that troublesome to wait in line?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Beixing originally wanted to take Zhang Qing to another restaurant, but seeing Zhang Qing's drooling look as he gazed at the steaming hot pot, he figured that even a few oxen couldn't persuade him to leave.

Zhang Beixing sighed helplessly and tentatively asked, "Isn't there a way to speed it up?"

"Sorry, this is our store policy. If you are a regular customer, we suggest you get a membership card so you can make reservations in advance and avoid waiting."

Zhang Beixing nodded, then took out a few banknotes and placed them on the counter by the door, speaking concisely.

"Membership is not necessary, but please arrange a seat for us as soon as possible."

The girl immediately beamed: "Okay, please come with me. We have a VIP area to accommodate distinguished guests like you!"

The two entered and followed the waiter's directions.

Zhang Qing leaned closer to Zhang Beixing and whispered, "It seems the atmosphere in China isn't very good either."

Zhang Beixing casually said, "It's all a small matter. Society is too restless these days. There's nothing we can do about it. Don't think too much about these things. Just enjoy your meal."

"Uh-huh!"

Foodie Zhang Qing chuckled and nodded, clearly showing that she didn't care about anything else except the food.

It was lunchtime, and this Haidilao restaurant, famous for its service, was located on the commercial street of the university town. Although the prices were a bit high and not something that ordinary students could afford, so the business wasn't too booming, there was still a constant stream of customers.

The store has a great environment; it looks clean and hygienic, making it a perfect spot for female college students to take photos and check in.

The air was filled with the aroma of food, mingled with the occasional laughter and chatter of diners, creating a pleasant atmosphere.

Nowadays, restaurants are popular for self-service ordering via QR code, which greatly surprised Zhang Qing, who had lived abroad for a long time. She was very interested in everything, just like a country girl who had just arrived in the city.

Zhang Beixing took out his phone, scanned the QR code to order food, and ordered a bunch of dishes that the gluttonous girl liked.

Before long, several well-dressed waiters brought out plates, bowls, chopsticks, and a table full of ingredients.

During the meal, a young male employee came over and performed a noodle-making demonstration. Zhang Qing watched with amazement, thinking to himself that the money was well spent, even with a performance to watch while eating. It was just that the young man wasn't handsome and was nowhere near as good-looking as his older brother.

Hmph, bad review.

Staring intently at the table piled high with fresh shrimp paste, meatballs, fish tofu, and wide rice noodles...

Zhang Qing's eyes lit up, and he immediately picked up his chopsticks and began to put meat into the pot without stopping.

Toss a bunch of ingredients into the nine-compartment hot pot in front of you, watch the bright red heat bubbling endlessly in the pot, and the spicy aroma wafting out from time to time makes your stomach rumble.

Zhang Qing rested his chin on his hands, gazing longingly at the pot, overwhelmed with emotion.

"The changes in China are really fast. When I came back for the Spring Festival a few years ago, there was no such thing as QR codes. This time when I came back, it felt like I had entered the future society."

Zhang Beixing also added some vegetables to the pot himself, casually replying.

"The development is indeed rapid, which is a blessing for the country, but it's not as exaggerated as you think. There is still a gap compared with the world's top developed countries, and it will take time to catch up."

Zhang Qing pursed his lips, but his gaze never left the edge of the pot.

"Tch, I have no interest in discussing national affairs with you. I only care about delicious food."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the shrimp paste in the pot was cooked and floated to the surface. Zhang Qing quickly reached out with his chopsticks, picked it up, and immediately stuffed it into his mouth, only to be scalded and panting heavily.

"Are you a pig?" Zhang Beixing rolled his eyes lightly. "With so many dishes, why would I need to fight you for them?"

Zhang Qing snorted twice, "Who knows? You have no idea how much I miss Chinese hot pot. All foreign food is garbage."

Zhang Beixing, who shared similar habits, nodded in agreement.

The culinary heritage and tradition of the Chinese nation spanning five thousand years is no exaggeration.

As the ingredients in the pot gradually cooked, the brother and sister, who hadn't seen each other for many years, began to scramble for the food with their chopsticks.

Zhang Qing talked a big game, even boasting that he could eat a whole cow.

As a result, after eating only a short while, he patted his belly contentedly, indicating that he was full.

Looking at the table full of food that was still two-thirds left, Zhang Beixing barely suppressed the urge to spank her.

The Zhang family has always been strict in its values, believing that food is the most important thing for people and that waste must be eliminated!
After resting for a moment, Zhang Qing quickly scooped up a large chopstickful of mutton rolls and stuffed them into his mouth, then looked at Zhang Beixing and asked indistinctly.

"By the way, bro, I haven't told you about your girlfriend yet."

Zhang Beixing glanced at her and earnestly corrected her, "You should call her sister-in-law."

Zhang Qing rolled his eyes in a strikingly similar gesture to Zhang Beixing, and scoffed with a contemptuous tone.

Are you sure you're serious this time?

"When have I ever not been serious... Ugh, your brother is a man of his word, he's never been a womanizer!"

"Huh?" Zhang Qing's eyes were filled with disdain. "What about all those girlfriends you used to date seriously?"

"Such a thing happened?" Zhang Beixing was speechless. "I don't remember at all. Sigh, don't worry about the details. That was just youthful folly. Don't mention it to your sister-in-law again." (End of Chapter)