Chapter 87

"What were you talking about with our director just now?" Yu Qingying and Tang Zhendong walked out together and, as they walked, Yu Qingying asked.

"Nothing, Director Wang invited me for tea, so I went in and had a couple of cups."

"Tea? He would invite you for tea? Come on, there must be something. Tell me, what is it? Or else, I'll use the family law." Yu Qingying's fingers made a cross and rotated clockwise.

"Director Wang wants to compete for the position of chief editor and asked me to help."

Yu Qingying was taken aback, "You? Help? Can you really help Director Wang compete for the position of chief editor?"

Yu Qingying was very familiar with Tang Zhendong's current situation. Although Tang Zhendong no longer sold fruits, his financial or family situation was definitely not good. If his family conditions were good, who would sell fruits?

So when Tang Zhendong said that Wang Xuebin asked him for help, Yu Qingying indeed found it hard to believe.

"What, do you have doubts?"

"I just think Wang Xuebin must be out of his mind to ask you for help."

"You doubt that Wang Xuebin is out of his mind, but why not doubt that I haven't taken my medicine? What, do you think Wang Xuebin has no chance?"

Yu Qingying thought for a moment, "To be honest, his chances are not great, because the other two competitors are much stronger."

Tang Zhendong nodded, "That's best. I can be of great use then. How about we make another bet?"

Just as Tang Zhendong was about to make a bet with Yu Qingying, a few young thugs with colorful hair walked over, strutting. As Tang Zhendong and Yu Qingying were talking, these few people came over, and they were about to bump into Yu Qingying and Tang Zhendong. Tang Zhendong stepped forward, blocking Yu Qingying. Yu Qingying, who was not quick enough to stop, bumped into Tang Zhendong's back, her prominent chest pressing against his back.

Before Tang Zhendong could enjoy the soft and fragrant sensation, the young thugs collided with him. Tang Zhendong sank his dantian, sat on his horse, and his body became as solid as a bronze Buddha. The young thugs, who tried to collide with him, were instead knocked off balance.

"Damn, can't you watch where you're going? Do you want to die?" one of the young thugs cursed.

Tang Zhendong, seeing that the other party not only collided with him but also cursed, couldn't help but react. Tang Zhendong was never a person who could endure. His character was such that he never held grudges; he usually settled them on the spot.

This was how he became the leader of the children in his village. In prison, he was brave and fought hard, becoming the leader of his group. After being released, although his character became somewhat restrained, the blood of youth still ran in him. For example, when Tang Zhendong went to find Yu Qingying and encountered the security guard Ma Jiaoyang's deliberate provocation at the entrance, he didn't leave the grudge for later. Instead, he used the Guigu Sect's technique, "Morning Bell and Evening Drum," to embarrass Ma Jiaoyang.

This was Tang Zhendong's character.

At this moment, whether it was intentional provocation or lecherous intentions towards Yu Qingying, Tang Zhendong wouldn't let these people off easily.

Tang Zhendong took a small step and kicked one of the young thugs in the calf, then punched another in the cheek.

These young thugs could bully ordinary people, but facing someone like Tang Zhendong, who had good martial skills, came from a harsh prison environment, and practiced both internal and external techniques, they were destined to be beaten.

This was even with Tang Zhendong deliberately holding back. If he used his full strength, these four or five young thugs would have been finished long ago.

These people didn't deserve to die, so a good lesson would be enough.

Ma Jiaoyang was hiding in a minivan, watching Tang Zhendong display his prowess. He originally wanted to go and beat the fallen dog, but in his mind, the fallen dog was Tang Zhendong.

The minivan's door was half open, but the fight ended much faster than he expected. This young man who had embarrassed him and even taken his love was actually a fighting expert, clearly well-trained. This made Ma Jiaoyang hesitate to show himself.

Should he go or not? As Ma Jiaoyang was hesitating, Tang Zhendong, after finishing the fight, caught his eye through the gaze of one of the thugs.

Ma Jiaoyang was startled. He was still considering whether to go or not when Tang Zhendong saw him and ran over. Ma Jiaoyang, taken aback, shouted, "Quick, go!" and quickly closed the car door.

Tang Zhendong's speed was incredible. Once he started, he was like a bullet out of a gun. As the minivan started, Tang Zhendong had already crossed the road and approached the minivan. The minivan sped away, and Tang Zhendong, with a flying kick, "Peng," dented the side door of the minivan. Fortunately, the seats inside blocked it, or the door would have been completely kicked off.

Ma Jiaoyang, inside the minivan, was stunned by Tang Zhendong's speed. Then, with a "Peng," the side window of the minivan shattered, and the door was dented, knocking Ma Jiaoyang onto the seat.

However, at this moment, the minivan accelerated and sped away.

Tang Zhendong clapped his hands and didn't chase. Yu Qingying ran over from a distance, looking Tang Zhendong over, "Are you okay? Nothing happened, right?"

"Nothing." Tang Zhendong was completely unharmed.

"Let's go."

Tang Zhendong pulled Yu Qingying and walked away. After a fight, it was best to leave quickly. This was something the "comrades" in prison had taught Tang Zhendong.

In prison, criminals called each other comrades. After being released, they didn't say they had been in prison but rather that they had served in the army. Eight years in prison was called eight years in the army.

Tang Zhendong pulled Yu Qingying through the alleys and into a mall. Only then did Yu Qingying have the chance to speak, "You must not fight anymore, do you hear me? It's too dangerous. You should win people over with virtue."

Yu Qingying came from a wealthy family and was used to seeing refined gentlemen. Her parents and the people around her were all of this type. She had never seen someone like Tang Zhendong, who would resort to violence at the slightest provocation. However, it was hard to deny that Tang Zhendong's heroic spirit appealed to her. In her heart, a man should be like this, standing up for justice and taking action when necessary.

This novel attraction made Yu Qingying almost unable to resist.

"These people were clearly intentional. They were looking for trouble." Tang Zhendong then told Yu Qingying about his encounter with Ma Jiaoyang at the newspaper office and explained that these were the people Ma Jiaoyang had sent to get back at him. "I understand this kind of person. The more you endure, the more they feel superior. Once you teach them a lesson, they will behave."

Tang Zhendong believed in the philosophy of violence, which was influenced by his time in prison. He learned that when violence was necessary, one must not be gentle.