My Dongguan Love Story

Xiao Ze and his group followed behind the Mercedes-Benz in their van. Because the van was driving so fast, they almost lost track of it. Upon entering Jinlong Manor, they quickly parked and looked for the van.

"Where is it?"

Xiao Ze picked up an iron rod and got out of the car with the crew-cut guy and the others, checking each car in the parking lot one by one.

Fortunately, the parking lot wasn't big and there weren't many cars. We spotted the Mercedes-Benz W14 around the corner.

The Mercedes-Benz W14 was still running, with the windows wide open and cold air from the air conditioner pouring out.

The driver was leaning back in his seat, smoking and enjoying the cool breeze from the air conditioner.

In those days, many families didn't have air conditioning; they only had fans to cool off. The only time I could enjoy such days, with the air conditioning blowing freely, was when I was driving for Boss Zhao.

The air conditioner blew gently, and the coolness gradually enveloped his limbs, even making his fingertips feel refreshed. He relaxed completely, feeling a sense of tranquility, as if he had stolen half a day of peace from his busy life.

He was squinting, enjoying the breeze, when he suddenly sensed someone by the window. He turned around in surprise, only to be met with a fist flying towards him.

boom!

He felt as if his head had been hit by a car; the pain was excruciating, his head was throbbing, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.

Immediately afterwards, the car door was opened, and he was forcibly pulled out of the car and thrown on the ground.

Kuroko slapped his cheek with her right hand and glared at him:

Where are the people in the car?

"Car, car...who are you people?"

Ever since he became Mr. Zhao's driver, wherever he went in his Mercedes-Benz W14, he was met with admiring glances. Most petty thugs, seeing a W14, knew the owner was someone important, so why would they bother him?

This is the first time I've ever witnessed someone being beaten up.

Seeing the men in front of him carrying iron bars and looking fierce, he was terrified and stammered as he spoke.

"We're from the Hunan gang." The crew-cut man slapped his forehead hard with his right hand: "Stop talking nonsense and get to the point."

"Hunan gang?" Driver Xiao Zhang's eyes widened in shock.

He had been in Dongguan for many years, so he naturally knew about the Hunanese group. These people originally formed a mutual aid association composed of people from Hunan.

Later, Chen Yaokun emerged and turned the Hunan gang into a criminal organization. This organization had several hundred members and specialized in illegal and criminal activities.

Some of them are from Hunan, and the rest are from other provinces.

Although this gang is called the Hunan Gang, apart from its core members being from Hunan, its henchmen come from all over the country.

These people will beat you up at the slightest disagreement, and it's common for them to send you to your death when they get angry.

How could driver Xiao Zhang dare to offend them? Even knowing they were looking for Boss Zhao, he didn't dare hide it from them and quickly pointed towards the Golden Dragon VIP room, saying:

"They went into the Golden Dragon VIP box."

"The Golden Dragon VIP Box?"

Hei Zi glanced towards the Golden Dragon VIP room, nodded, and stood up. Xiao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them leaving, but suddenly saw Hei Zi swing an iron rod and strike him repeatedly on the head.

A sharp pain, accompanied by dizziness, struck him, and he fainted.

Hei Zi was afraid he would run away, so he knocked him unconscious and then hit him on the right leg with a stick.

Seeing this, Xiao Ze broke out in a cold sweat. Although he knew Hei Zi was afraid he would run away and call the police, what if he killed someone while beating him like this?

"Walk!"

After finishing his game, Hei Zi headed towards the Golden Dragon VIP room. Seeing this, Xiao Ze had no choice but to follow.

After everyone reached the door of the private room, they suddenly kicked the door open.

boom!

The door was kicked open and flew up, hitting the back wall.

"Who?"

When Mr. Li heard the voice, he turned around and saw four people walk in.

Hei Zi glanced at President Li without saying a word, then looked at President Wu, who was holding a wine glass, and me, who was about to take the glass.

Then he turned to Xiao Ze and asked, "Who is the person you want revenge against?"

Xiao Ze had already seen me. His face was contorted with rage, and he pointed at me with his right index finger: "It's him, it's him."

Hearing this, Kuroko nodded and looked at me, saying:

"You dare mess with the Hunan gang? You want to die, don't you?"

"The Hunan gang?" I frowned when I heard his words.

When they beat up Xiao Ze before, he did say he was from the Hunan gang. Judging from their appearance, they've clearly come for revenge.

Mr. Zhao glanced at them, then looked at me, said nothing, and calmly picked up his wine glass.

When Mr. Wu saw them barging in, he looked very displeased.

Chen Dazhu had already stopped him earlier, and now that he had finally managed to drug them and get them drunk, these four people had run in again.

He was so angry that he pointed at them and started cursing:

"What are you doing? Get out of here right now!"

To ruin someone's good deeds is like killing their parents. He was so angry that his chest was bulging and his face was flushed.

What Hunan gang? He didn't care at all; he knew the leader of the Sichuan gang.

These few nobody dare to disturb his good time.

He had already planned it all out: when they asked who he was, he would reveal his Sichuan gang identity.

In Dongguan, the Sichuan gang was more famous than the Hunan gang. He even knew the leader of the Sichuan gang. These few ragtag members of the Hunan gang would be terrified and run away in fear if they heard him.

However, upon hearing his words, the crew-cut man's face darkened. Regardless of who this person was, he thought, "How dare he speak to me like that? Let's fight first!"

He swung the iron bar in his hand toward Mr. Wu's head.

Bang~

"what!"

The iron rod flew over the dining table and hit Mr. Wu on the head, knocking him unconscious and causing him to fall to the ground.

This scene greatly frightened Mr. Li.

Mr. Zhao watched calmly, his face expressionless.

Seeing how ruthless they were, I knew there was no point in negotiating with them. The best course of action now was to take them by surprise and resolve the situation quickly!

I sprang up with my right foot, landing on the table with my left hand. In a leap, I charged towards them, my right leg sweeping out to kick the crew-cut guy in the front.

The crew-cut guy didn't expect me to move so fast. I kicked him in the waist, and he bent over in pain, grimacing.

After I landed, I punched the nearest black guy with my right fist, and then turned around and punched the bald guy next to me.

They were all defeated in no time.

Xiao Ze was standing at the door when he saw this scene, and he turned and ran away in fright.

I grabbed the iron bar from the ground and threw it at him.

boom!

"Ah~"

Xiao Ze fell forward and crashed to the ground.

Mr. Zhao, whose face had been expressionless the whole time, finally changed his expression when he saw me take them down in a few moves. His eyes looked at me with a hint of surprise and admiration.

The fight also disturbed the waiters, who came over and saw several people lying on the ground. They were so frightened that they turned and ran away.

Their supervisor, upon seeing this, merely frowned, made a phone call, seemingly to report to the boss.

"let's go."

Mr. Zhao, who had been sitting as still as a mountain, stood up.

Mr. Li also realized what was happening: "Let's go? Okay, let's go."

When the supervisor saw us about to leave, he tried to stop us. But when he saw me glaring at him, he took a step back.

When they arrived at the parking lot, they found Xiao Zhang lying unconscious on the ground. Even after repeatedly patting him, they couldn't wake him up.

Moreover, judging from the bleeding on his right leg, he probably won't be able to drive even after he wakes up.

Mr. Li, who was driving by, saw our situation and said with a smile:

"Why don't you ride in my car first?"

I glanced back at Ms. Zhao, waiting for her reply.

Seeing this, General Manager Zhao nodded:

"OK."

After leaving the private room, she felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if she might faint at any moment.

I don't know if it was the alcohol or what, but my mind started to become foggy. I could barely stand.

But in front of others, she still puts on a brave face and dares not show anything unusual.

It's not safe to stay here any longer. Since Xiao Zhang won't wake up anytime soon, she wants to take Mr. Wu's car and go home first.

Even fainting on the road is better than fainting at Jinlong Mountain Villa.

She frowned at me, struggled to sit in the back seat, and I sat in the front passenger seat.

Mr. Li, who was standing next to me, kept glancing at me as we drove out of Jinlong Villa, his eyes full of admiration:

"Have you studied martial arts before? How come you're so good?"

It seems I knocked out the Hunan gang in no time, which shocked him.

I smiled and replied, "I've learned a little."

"Oh." Mr. Li nodded with a smile, his mind drifting to his son. Some time ago, his son was taken away by the Hunan gang, supposedly for a few days of fun, but in reality, they were just keeping him under their control.

They wanted to force him to falsify accounts for the Hunan gang to fraudulently obtain loans.

But how could I do something like that? Wouldn't I go to jail after it happened?

Seeing the men that General Manager Zhao brought, whose martial arts skills were so high, I couldn't help but feel a little moved.

If only I could get him to help me rescue my son.

I just don't know if he's willing? Is President Zhao willing?

He thought about it and decided to take another look.

After all, they had only met once, and they hadn't finalized anything with Mr. Zhao. He figured the other party wouldn't agree to his request anyway.

Fortunately, the Hunan gang gave him a month. There are still about twenty days left.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the car gradually drove down the mountain.

Only then did Mr. Li realize that he didn't know where Mr. Zhao lived and needed to ask him quickly. He glanced at his rearview mirror as he drove.

"Mr. Zhao, where do you live?"

He froze as soon as he finished speaking.

In the rearview mirror, Mr. Zhao was already asleep in his chair.

He turned to me and asked, "Do you know where Mr. Zhao lives?"

I was taken aback when I heard that, and quickly shook my head.

Mr. Li sighed helplessly, stopped the car, and tried to wake Ms. Zhao, but she seemed to be asleep and he couldn't wake her up no matter how many times he called her.

"Strange, she's already this dizzy after only a few drinks?"

Mr. Li frowned and returned to his car.

"How about this, I'll take you to the hotel first so that Mr. Zhao can rest."

"A hotel?" I nodded, looking at Mr. Zhao sleeping soundly. "Okay."

Thinking to myself, it's only noon now, and I guess Mr. Zhao should wake up after sleeping for a few hours.

When we arrived at the hotel and it was time to pay the room fee, Mr. Li pushed my hand away and warmly paid the bill himself. He even gave me his business card.

"I'm leaving now, keep in touch."

"Okay." I took it as a polite remark and nodded.

Since we all felt that Mr. Zhao would wake up in a few hours, we only booked one room.

I helped Ms. Zhao to bed.

My head is feeling a bit dizzy and throbbing right now.

I just drank a few bottles of Moutai, and the aftereffects of the liquor gradually kicked in as the car bumped along.

I felt a little dizzy, even though I wasn't drunk.

Ms. Zhao, who had just been placed on the bed, seemed to have been woken up. She squinted and opened her eyes slightly, everything in front of her was blurry, and the man in front of her was not clear in her vision.

At this moment, she felt dizzy and throbbing in her head, but her whole body felt as if it were engulfed in flames, making her feel hot.

The drug that Mr. Wu administered gradually spread throughout his body at that moment.

She felt as if she were being roasted in a fire, her whole body was burning with heat. First, she took off her coat, and then, because she was so hot, she took off her skirt as well.

It's hotter down there than up there.

The emptiness mixed with the heat made her unable to restrain herself.

She was so hot that she couldn't stand it anymore, so she took off all her clothes.

At this moment, reason had been eroded by the potion.

I was touching my head, and after the dizziness subsided and I came to my senses, I found that Mr. Zhao in front of me was meticulous in every detail.

Before I could even react in surprise, she pounced on me and ripped off my clothes in a few quick movements.