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"I’m not pulling today." Wang Zicheng said, a little pissed.

Zhang Liang and the other two laughed when they heard that.

Zhang Liang stood up and pointed at Wang Zicheng. "You crippled fuck, you haven’t been very honest lately, huh? Believe it or not, I’ll smash your stall right now?"

Zhao Lanhua’s face changed when she heard that, and she hurriedly said, "Liang-ge, don’t be angry, he’s been acting a bit stupid these days, don’t stoop to his level, I’ll go get you the money right now."

"That’s more like it." Zhang Liang let out a cold laugh, looked at Wang Zicheng with disdain and said, "You damn cripple, your era is over. You’d better be obedient from now on, or I’ll cripple your hands too."

Zhang Liang stepped forward, wanting to grab Wang Zicheng by the hair, when a hand suddenly shot out and clamped onto his wrist.

Zhang Liang cold-snorted and tried to break free, but his wrist felt like it was caught in an iron vise, the pain was sharp as hell.

"Let go." Zhang Liang glared, shouting.

The other two also realized something was off and rushed over, surrounding them.

"Nm, I told you to let go." Zhang Liang’s wrist hurt like hell, and he was starting to panic.

"Apologize to him." Zhao Long said coldly.

"Apologize your nm, if you don’t let go, I’ll cripple you right now."

Zhang Liang’s face turned purple from the pain, and in the end he directly half-knelt there.

"What are you waiting for, get him!" Zhang Liang finally couldn’t help but roar.

The other two didn’t hesitate anymore and came at Long Chao from both sides.

Right then, Zhang Liang’s legs suddenly dropped to the ground and he was kneeling in front of Long Chao, and there was a cracking sound coming from his wrist.

"Stop, don’t move."

Cold sweat was pouring off Zhang Liang; the pain in his wrist almost made him cry.

"Bro, we offended you just now, it’s our fault." Zhang Liang said.

"Apologize." Long Chao said icily.

Right at that moment, Zhao Lanhua came out of the room with the money in her hands. Seeing this scene, she was stunned.

In her mind, Zhang Liang was a notorious thug; nobody on this street dared provoke him, and now he was actually kneeling in front of this man.

"Do you know who I am?"

Zhang Liang glanced at Wang Zicheng, obviously not wanting to apologize.

Zhao Long didn’t say anything, he just tightened his grip a bit more.

"Long-ge, forget it."

Seeing Zhang Liang’s wrist bent almost to the breaking point, Wang Zicheng got worried and hurriedly stopped him.

"Long-ge?" Zhang Liang muttered, then looked Zhao Long up and down, taking in his outfit. He couldn’t help but shiver.

"You’re Zhao Long, you got out of prison?"

Zhang Liang’s face was ugly, and there was undisguised fear in his eyes.

"You’d better let Liang-ge go, you’re in big trouble, you know that?" Zhao Lanhua had reacted by now; she stepped forward, reaching to grab Zhao Long.

Zhao Long shot her a cold look, and Zhao Lanhua felt like she’d fallen into an ice cave, scared into taking two steps back.

"I’m sorry, I was wrong." Zhang Liang looked at Wang Zicheng and said.

"If you dare come here for protection money again, don’t blame me for crippling your hands." Zhao Long said coldly, then released Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang scrambled to his feet and retreated to a distance. He took a deep breath, forcing down the fear in his heart, and said, "Zhao Long, you’re finally out. Our boss has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Oh? Yeah?" Zhao Long stood up and gave a cold laugh.

Zhang Liang and the other two subconsciously backed up two steps, then said, "Just you wait, our boss will come settle accounts with you."

With that, the three of them slunk off with their tails between their legs.

Zhao Lanhua suddenly collapsed into a chair and started bawling.

"We’re done for, what kind of sin did I commit, why did you have to provoke them, how are we supposed to live now..."

"Shut up." Wang Zicheng suddenly shouted.

Zhao Lanhua’s crying stopped abruptly; she stared at Wang Zicheng in disbelief.

They’d been married this long, and it was the first time she’d seen Wang Zicheng lose his temper at her.

"You ungrateful bastard." Zhao Lanhua said, then turned and went back into the room.

Wang Zicheng looked guilty and said, "Long-ge, I’m sorry, you just got out and I’ve already caused you trouble."

Zhao Long shook his head indifferently, then looked Wang Zicheng in the eye and said seriously, "Tell me, what happened to your leg? Who did it?"

Wang Zicheng gave a bitter smile and shook his head. "Long-ge, let’s not bring that up anymore. I’m fine now, I’m used to it. It’s you who might be in trouble."

Wang Zicheng thought for a moment and said, "Do you know who that Zhang Liang was just now? He works for Li Yunxiong."

Li Yunxiong was Li Yunzhang’s older brother. Back then, when Liu Hu was going at it with them, Li Yunzhang got killed.

Zhao Long was the one who stepped up and took everything on himself, and Li Yunxiong pinned all the hatred on Zhao Long.

"Was it Li Yunxiong who did your leg?" Zhao Long asked.

"It wasn’t him. Long-ge, just don’t ask anymore." Wang Zicheng said awkwardly.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Long took a deep breath to calm the anger in his chest and nodded. "Alright, I won’t ask for now. Tonight, Hu-ge booked a place at Fuman Hall to celebrate me getting out. Come with me."

Hearing that, Wang Zicheng’s eyes turned complicated, then he shook his head. "I’d better not go, looking like this I’ll just embarrass you."

"What are you talking about, we’re all brothers." Zhao Long patted Wang Zicheng on the shoulder.

Wang Zicheng hesitated for a long time, then finally nodded. "Alright, I’ll go with you."

Only then did Zhao Long smile and nod, then stood up. "Let me push you around for a bit."

"Long-ge..." Wang Zicheng hurriedly gripped the wheels with both hands. "I got it myself."

Zhao Long didn’t say anything more and slowly walked on ahead.

The city had changed too much. He’d been inside for three years, and now that he was out, it felt like he was completely out of touch with society.

"Long-ge, a lot of our old brothers have left." Wang Zicheng said, a bit sad.

"Leaving is good too. Can’t spend your whole life fighting and killing." Zhao Long said.

Wang Zicheng looked at Zhao Long in disbelief; this wasn’t how Zhao Long used to be.

"Long-ge, you’ve changed a lot." Wang Zicheng said.

"Yeah." Zhao Long gave a self-mocking smile. "Back then all I thought about was becoming the number two."

The two of them were silent for quite a while before Wang Zicheng finally broke it. "Long-ge, there’s something I have to remind you of."

"Say it." Zhao Long replied straightforwardly.

"Liu Hu’s no softie. Back then he promised you that you’d be his number two, but times have changed, and he’s changed too. I’m afraid..."

"I get it. I’m not interested in that position anymore." Zhao Long smiled faintly.

Only then did Wang Zicheng relax and nod. He’d really been worried Zhao Long would fall out with Liu Hu over that old promise.

Right now Liu Hu had the men and the power; Zhao Long wouldn’t get any advantage.

"That’s good. Just live a good life from now on." Wang Zicheng said with feeling.

But he had no idea—how could Zhao Long be a man who’d stay under someone forever...