Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Although Zhong Yuemin's voice was not loud, it carried an unquestionable majesty, as if it had a magical power that instantly quieted down the group of people who were about to lose control.

"You're that fucking idiot again." The person on the other side obviously didn't expect someone to come out to disrupt the situation. He immediately became angry and cursed viciously.

Zhong Yuemin frowned slightly, but was not angry. Instead, he took out two cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Ning Wei beside him, and held one in his own mouth.

Zhong Yuemin lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly. In the smoke, his eyes looked deep and calm.

The man on the other side was furious when he saw this, and he started to curse, "Son, why are you pretending to be so arrogant in front of me?"

Their voices were full of provocation and insults, as if they wanted to vent all their anger on these two people.

Zhong Yuemin was not moved at all. He asked calmly, "Are you the leader of the Cleaver Team?"

Although Zhong Yuemin's voice was calm, it carried an unquestionable power that no one could underestimate.

"Are you two bastards worthy of my boss's attention? What's your name?" The man on the opposite side sneered, as if he had already regarded these two people as ants under his feet.

"Are you worthy enough to know my name?"

Zhong Yuemin said coldly, "To be honest, you are not qualified to stand in front of me." Although Zhong Yuemin's tone was calm, it carried an unquestionable confidence that made people feel a sense of oppression involuntarily.

"Fuck, I've never seen you so arrogant." The people on the opposite side were angered by Zhong Yuemin's words. They roared and waved their weapons, as if they wanted to tear these two ignorant guys into pieces.

However, Zhong Yuemin had no intention of retreating. He stood there quietly, his eyes firm and deep. He said to Ning Wei, "Ning Wei, it will take only a cigarette to get rid of them."

"Don't worry, Captain."

The people on the opposite side were very angry at Zhong Yuemin's words. They were originally a group of domineering people, but tonight, they met a tough guy.

They had dozens of people, but the two men on the other side didn't seem to take them seriously, as if they could be killed in a short time. This was a great humiliation for them, so they brandished kitchen knives and rushed towards Zhong Yuemin and Ning Wei, as if they wanted to chop them into minced meat.

Ning Wei's eyes were stern, and his figure flashed like a ghost. His fists were dense and fast like raindrops, and they left afterimages one after another. Each punch was accompanied by a sharp gust of wind, making a whirring sound, as if the wind was howling. His boxing skills were fierce and accurate, and every attack hit the opponent's vital points directly, which was frightening.

Zhong Yuemin was not to be outdone. He threw punches that made a whirring sound. His movements were swift and powerful, and each punch was more powerful than the last, knocking the thugs to the ground. He kicked the oncoming thug in the chest, sending him flying backwards and falling heavily to the ground.

Then, he suddenly turned around and swept his leg sideways, knocking down the two thugs who were approaching from the left and right. His movements were smooth and seamless, dazzling the eyes.

The battle was as fierce as a storm, and Zhong Yuemin and Ning Wei were like tigers descending from the mountains, unstoppable. Their figures intertwined under the dim street lights to form a thrilling picture that made people's heart beat faster and their blood boil.

As the sun sets, in the dim streets and alleys, Zhong Yuemin stands like a cheetah, quietly in front of a group of embarrassed people. The half-smoked cigarette in his hand shines faintly in the dim sunset, reflecting his cold and resolute face.

Zhong Yuemin looked at the group of people in front of him with contempt, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "You bunch of trash, is this the only fighting power you have? You're not even warmed up yet."

Zhong Yuemin's voice was not loud, but it was full of sarcasm and disdain, as if these people were just insignificant clowns in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Yuemin took a step and walked straight towards the man who had just cursed the most fiercely. The man's original arrogance instantly dissipated under Zhong Yuemin's gaze, leaving only fear and uneasiness.

"You were really good at scolding me just now!" Zhong Yuemin stopped and said coldly. His eyes were as cold as ice, making people shudder.

The man felt his whole body go hairy under Zhong Yuemin's gaze, and stammered, "Grandson, our boss won't let you go." There was a slight tremor in his voice, and he was obviously intimidated by Zhong Yuemin's aura.

Zhong Yuemin sneered when he heard this. He took a puff of his cigarette and slowly moved the cigarette butt closer to the man's mouth. The man tried to dodge in fear, but Zhong Yuemin grabbed his chin.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..." The moment the cigarette butt touched his tongue, the man let out a shrill scream. His tongue was numbed by the burn, and the pain spread throughout his body, making it almost unbearable for him.

Zhong Yuemin seemed not to hear his screams, and looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant. The people around him were also frightened into silence by this sudden change, and they looked at Zhong Yuemin with eyes full of fear and awe.

"Remember, next time you want to curse someone, think about whether you are strong enough."

Zhong Yuemin said, releasing the man's chin and turning away. His back was long under the dim street lights, like an invincible god of war.

The man was lying on the ground, groaning in pain. His tongue was scalded and swollen, and the pain almost made him lose consciousness. The fear and anger in his heart were intertwined, but he could not cause any harm to Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin's stern face looked even more profound under the dim street lights. He exhaled a smoke ring leisurely, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I also have a side job, which is fortune-telling."

Zhong Yuemin said this lightly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter. However, this sentence was like a heavy bomb, setting off a storm in the hearts of everyone present.

The members of the Cleaver Team lying on the ground were already scared out of their wits, and now they were like being electrocuted. They were all silent and dared not make a sound. They didn't know why Zhong Yuemin suddenly mentioned fortune-telling, and they didn't know what the deep meaning behind it was.

Zhong Yuemin didn't seem to care about their reactions. He continued to talk to himself. "I counted on my fingers and found that your boss won't live long. I can count the number of days he will live on my fingers. Let him clean his neck and wait! I said this, you can bring it to your boss."

Although Zhong Yuemin's voice was calm, it revealed an unquestionable majesty and coldness.

Ning Wei was standing aside. He had long been accustomed to Zhong Yuemin's style of doing things, and at this moment he also echoed loudly, "Did you all hear it?" His voice echoed in the empty street, and it seemed particularly loud.

"I heard it." The members of the Cleaver Team responded quickly in trembling voices. They had been intimidated by Zhong Yuemin's aura and did not dare to have any thought of resistance.

"Then get out of here." Zhong Yuemin waved his hand contemptuously, as if driving away a group of insignificant flies.

The Cleaver Team really rolled and crawled because they couldn't stand up at all. If they weren't afraid, they wouldn't have done that. It was the first time they got beaten. It took a long time for the Cleaver Team to disappear from the street.

Looking at their backs, Zhong Yuemin smiled coldly, as if all this was within his expectations. He knew that his words had reached the other party's ears, and the fate of their boss was already determined.

Zhong Yuemin and Ning Wei quietly returned to the quiet courtyard. The door opened slightly, and a cool breeze carrying the fragrance of plants and trees in the courtyard blew in, as if bringing a touch of comfort to the tense atmosphere.

Li Hongmei waited anxiously at the door, looking back and forth at the two of them, until she was sure that they were safe and sound, and then she finally let go of her worries.

"Are you okay? Where are the people from the Cleaver Team?" Li Hongmei's tone contained a hint of concern and nervousness.

Zhong Yuemin shook his head, indicating that everything was fine. Zhong Yuemin thought to himself, if there was a bigger force behind the Cleaver Team, should it surface now?

Zhong Yuemin's heartbeat seemed to form a strange resonance with the quiet courtyard. He felt that if there was really someone backing the Cleaver Team, then someone would come looking for him soon.

Li Hongmei began to struggle and feel uneasy. She knew very well that staying here would only put them in greater danger.

The city of Phoenix at night seems to be shrouded in a layer of fog, making it difficult to understand.

Li Hongmei stood beside Zhong Yuemin, looking at the seemingly calm but undercurrent land in front of her, and an inexplicable fear surged in her heart.

She knew clearly that the forces behind the Cleaver Team were by no means good people, and if they took action, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Captain Zhong, why don't we just leave? If we wait until the people behind the Cleaver Team take action, we may not be able to leave." Li Hongmei's voice was particularly clear in the silent night. Although soft, it revealed an unquestionable firmness.

Li Hongmei knew very well that leaving at this time was the wisest choice, but her advice did not seem to attract the attention of Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin still looked calm, as if everything was under his control. "Why do you want to leave? I just want to see how deep the water is in Phoenix City."

There was a stubbornness and a unwillingness to admit defeat in Zhong Yuemin's tone, and he seemed to be unconcerned about the impending danger.

However, Li Hongmei could not be as calm as him. She looked at him worriedly and tried to persuade him with a stronger tone.

"But, but, what if we catch you?" There was a tremor in her voice, which was the fear of the unknown and the worry about Zhong Yuemin's safety.

Ning Wei also realized the seriousness of the problem. After all, they were unfamiliar with the place. He stood aside with a frown on his face. "Captain, why don't you go first and I'll stay."

Zhong Yuemin looked at Ning Wei speechlessly. "Ning Wei, am I so easy to bully? Is it so easy to deduct my money? Whoever deducts it, I will chop off his claws."

"Captain, what if someone really comes to arrest us?"

"Let's do it."

"what?"

"Don't fight back, you hear me?"

"what?"

In the evening, the sky was covered with dark clouds and the whole street was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps in the distance broke the tranquility of the street.

Ning Wei and Zhong Yuemin looked at each other, exchanged a tacit look, and then prepared to walk out of the house.

Li Hongmei looked at them, her heart filled with worry and fear. She tightly grasped Zhong Yuemin's sleeve and urged him urgently, "Don't go out! They will really catch you."

Li Hongmei's voice was tearful and tears were welling up in her eyes. She was obviously frightened by the tense atmosphere.

Zhong Yuemin gently patted Li Hongmei's hand and comforted her. "It's okay. Li Hongmei, you stay in the room and don't go out no matter what happens. Wait for Li Ting to come. She will take you away."

After Zhong Yuemin finished speaking, he and Ning Wei walked out of the yard together.

The footsteps echoed in the empty street, becoming clearer and clearer, and a group of figures gradually came into the sight of Zhong Yuemin and Ning Wei.

The other side was dressed in uniform, marching in step, and looking aggressive. The leader was a burly man with a resolute face, and his eyes revealed an unquestionable majesty.

"Which one of you two is Ning Wei?" The leader walked up to the two men and asked loudly, his voice echoing in the night sky.

Ning Wei was not afraid at all. He straightened his chest, took a step forward, and looked at the leader with a firm gaze. "I am Ning Wei."

The leader looked Ning Wei up and down, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. Then, he turned to Zhong Yuemin, his eyes revealing a sharpness. "What about you? What's your name?"

Zhong Yuemin calmly took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and then slowly lit it with a lighter. He took a deep puff of the cigarette and exhaled two light smoke rings.

Then he slowly opened his mouth. "Why should I tell you? Who are you?" Zhong Yuemin's tone was full of provocation and disdain.

The leader sneered twice, and his laughter sounded particularly sinister in the night sky. "Hehe, you are quite arrogant. However, since you have met me today, don't think you can get away easily."

The leader winked at the person next to him, who nodded, as if he had made a preliminary judgment on their identities. The leader waved his hand, and his men behind him immediately surrounded Ning Wei and Zhong Yuemin.

"Someone has reported that you are suspected of fighting and provoking trouble, and have seriously injured many people. Now please come with us." The leader said expressionlessly.

Zhong Yuemin laughed. "What do you mean? You want to detain me?"

"You can think so."

"Why don't you ask your superiors? There are some consequences that you can't afford."

The leader frowned, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes. He obviously didn't expect Zhong Yuemin to challenge his authority so directly. Seeing this, the man next to him quietly pulled his sleeve, as if to remind him to stay calm.

"Consequences?" The leader sneered.

"Here, I am the consequence. Don't think you are so great. We have received reports and we naturally have our evidence. You'd better be honest and don't cause trouble for yourself."