Chapter 90: Good Deeds and Seeking Flowers Again

  Good things! (25 more for flower)

  The security guard's face sank as soon as he heard the man in sunglasses' words, but before he could speak, a red banknote emerged from the car window. "Can we go in now?"

  "Hmph! I'm not that kind of person!" The security guard glanced at the 100 yuan with disdain and snorted.

  "What now?" The red banknotes in the hand of the man with sunglasses turned into five, and before he could take them all out, the security guard stepped forward, grasped the notes in his hand without leaving any trace, and put them into his pocket. "Huh, your ID is real, I told you Huang Fei, if you had shown it earlier, we wouldn't have wasted so much time here."

  The security guard shouted loudly, "Old Dong, the ID is correct, open the door."

  "Scum!" The man in sunglasses gritted his teeth and cursed, then shifted gears and sped into the neighborhood.

  Staring at all of this in shock, after a long time he muttered to himself, "So... so the RMB can also be used as an ID?"

  "That's a personal attack!" The man with sunglasses, who had been listening to Yan Jing's words, suddenly interrupted, "Damn it, you're just a money-grabbing dog, and that thing you're holding is the same, both of you are just bullying others with your power!"

  The main road of the community is very wide, with beautiful greenery all around. The artificial hills, streams and fountains are layered on top of each other, and various artistic carvings can be seen everywhere. Even Wu Zhengye couldn't help but praise them repeatedly.

  About ten minutes later, the business car stopped in front of a luxurious villa. At the gate of the villa, two pretty female servants were already waiting there. They should have been instructed to open the door as soon as they saw the man with sunglasses and his group arrive.

  A group of people entered the first floor hall smoothly, Wu Zhengye didn't see outside, and sat down on the leather sofa in the hall with a big butt, beckoning with his hand. Yan Jing was a bit awkward to sit down, as for Mo Jian Nan and others, Wu Zhengye didn't even bother to care about them.

  "The boss has ordered that you take the person to his room, he is bathing in the rooftop pool and will go to the room soon." A female servant said professionally to Wu Zhengxie, in her opinion, among the few people present, only Wu Zhengxie dared to sit down casually, thinking that he should be the leader of these people.

  She then conveyed Zhou Cheng's orders to Wu Zhengyi, as for the meaning of these words, it was not something a servant like her should concern herself with, she was only responsible for passing on messages, and being overly concerned about things that shouldn't be worried about wasn't a good habit!

  Wu Zhengye was taken aback for a moment, but being clever, he quickly understood and smiled lightly, waving his hand at the maid in a very grand manner. "Alright, go do your thing."

  The maid bowed her head and left.

  "Ah, right! Where is President Zhou's room?" He rubbed his head, looking embarrassed.

  "The double wooden doors on the left side of the second floor are just that." After finishing, the female servant didn't pay attention to Wu Zhengxie and walked out of the room by herself. However, with her keen sense of hearing, she still faintly heard the servant's muttering after she went out, "Pretending to be a big shot, isn't it just working for the boss? What's there to show off?"

  Yan Jing smiled wryly but shook her head helplessly.

  "Cough, Xiao Jing, let's go, we'll go to Zhou's room and take a look. Hehe, I wonder what he wants from us?" Wu Zheng looked up at the rooftop with a sly smile, although he couldn't see through walls, his imagination was extremely rich.

  "This... big brother, then we..." The man with sunglasses saw Wu Zhengye and Yan Jing about to go upstairs, and couldn't help but speak up. You see, they were now terrified of Wu Zhengye! At noon, that big guy was a good example, and he's still lying in the hospital with their boss.

  "Get out! From now on, do more good deeds and the evil energy inside you will automatically dissipate. If you continue to do bad things, I won't have to lift a finger, the evil energy inside you will erupt again, and each time it does, your lifespan will be shortened by five years! You calculate for yourselves how much longer you can afford to live!"

  After finishing speaking, Wu Zhengye didn't wait for the bespectacled man and several others to respond, and took Yan Jing's hand, striding up the stairs.

  "Really, what you said earlier is true? They really have the evil spirit in their body? And that evil spirit really reduces one's lifespan by five years every time it acts up?" Yan Jing's face was full of curiosity. She was becoming more and more infatuated with Taoist magic, and in her heart, the magical techniques were so mysterious and alluring that who could resist them?

  Wu Zhengye leaned in close to her ear, his hot breath sending a flush to Yan Jing's face as he whispered, "Xiao Jing, let's deceive those idiots!"

  "Ah!" Yan Jing smiled silently, "Zheng Xie, you're really bad..."

  "Haha......" He burst out laughing loudly.

  Upon hearing his laughter, several people in the hall couldn't help but shudder, "Dage, what should we do?"

  "What else can we do?" The man with sunglasses sighed and shook his head, "Damn it, we've really had a streak of bad luck for eight lifetimes! That Wu Zhengye is not an ordinary person at all, dealing with us doesn't even require him to exert any effort! And now, there's still that Yin evil energy in our bodies... I think this life is over!"

  "..." The crowd of younger brothers all fell silent, "Dage, I still have an elderly mother to support at home. I think... I'm afraid I'll have to quit the underworld. From now on, I'll find a proper job and take good care of my mom for her old age. This should count as doing a good deed, right?"

  "What the heck, do you even know what 'good deed' means?" The man with sunglasses slapped the speaker's head hard. "Taking care of your mom for her old age is something a son should do, that's filial piety! Do you get it?"

  "What... what is a good deed, anyway?" Another younger brother asked weakly, "I've been in the underworld since I was 15, and it's always been about fighting and brawling. Although I haven't taken anyone's life yet, I've seen blood dozens of times already. This... this good deed, I've never heard of it before."

  "Yes, Knife Brother, what is a good deed? How can I do something that's considered a good deed? I don't want to die young."

  "I don't want to die young either, Knife Brother, so teach us and tell us what is a good deed?"

  The man with sunglasses scratched his head, "Damn it, you bunch of idiots! Don't even know what a good deed is? A good deed is... uh, helping an old lady cross the road!"

  As he spoke, the man in sunglasses also blushed and turned around to walk out of the gate.

  "Brother Knife, why are there so many old grannies on the road that we need to help? Can't we just help old grandpas instead?"

  "Hey, this bed is really going to be enjoyed this week. Look at it, the elasticity is so good?" Wu Zhengxie was wearing a pair of basketball shoes and jumping around on Zhou's bed. And indeed, high-quality goods are just that - high-quality. The mattress remained sturdy under his intense tossing and turning, without deforming or shrinking, not even making any painful creaking sounds.

  Yan Jing, however, was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window with a slightly furrowed brow, occasionally glancing at the door with caution and then silently looking at Wu Zheng Xie, who was playing happily. "Zheng Xie, you must be clearer than me about Zhou's intentions, what do you plan to do?"

  "Hah, what to do?" Wu Zhengxie sneered, using the bed's elasticity to jump down from it in one step. "What else can be done? Of course, we'll settle both old and new accounts together! Hmph, you killed my father, destroyed my family, seized my land... now you still want to have designs on my wife? Heh heh, I must say, Zhou's guts are really big!"

  Seeing the killing intent surge in Wu Zhengxie's eyes, Yan Jing's heart tightened involuntarily. She immediately grabbed his hand and said softly, "Zhengxie, promise me not to harm anyone's life, okay? Although Zhou is indeed despicable, but now it's a society ruled by law, harming people's lives will be subject to legal punishment. I know you're very capable, but can't you fight against the national machine now?"

  At this point, Yan Jing suddenly hugged him tightly, "Zheng Xie, I don't want anything to happen to you, do you understand?"

  When he heard this, the anger in Wu Zhengxie's heart melted away by half. He let out a light sigh and reached out to touch Yan Jing's soft and shiny hair. "Alright, I'll agree with you. I won't take his life, but," Wu Zhengxie's eyes flashed with a fierce glint and a cold smile spread across the corners of his mouth, "he can't be let off easily either!"

  Tick... tick... tick......

  "This is the sound of a wooden ruler slapping on the solid wood floor. 'Hmmm, Huang Fei and those few are quite sensible, but I don't know if that little brat is dead or not? Let's take care of Ice Beauty first before calling to ask.'"

  He pushed the door open, then turned around and closed the solid wood door with a lock. Just as Zhou walked out of the corner into the room wrapped in a bath towel, he was stunned on the spot!

  Because, Wu Zhengye and Yan Jing were both sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a smile on their faces, looking at him. "Hehe, Director Zhou? Your face is quite big, we've been waiting for half a day here, and you didn't even let the servant bring over a cup of tea, sigh, how petty!"

  After being stunned, Zhou's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he walked a few steps to the bedside, carefully opened the drawer and took a look. Only then did Zhou Cheng frown and ask, "How did you end up here? How did Huang Fei handle things?"

  "Huang Fei?" Wu Zhengxie chuckled, "I just heard that his son was bitten by a dog and he's still in the hospital now."

  "Hmph," Zhou Cheng snorted, clearly not believing Wu Zhengxie's nonsense. Besides, even if Huang Fei's son was bitten by a dog, what did it have to do with Huang Fei lying in the hospital?

  "Is your name Wu Zhengxie?" Zhou Cheng looked at Wu Zhengxie with a cold face, "I'll give you a chance, get out of my villa immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

  "Hah, you still want to play rough?" Wu Zhengxie laughed even more happily, "Alright, I'll see how you're going to play rough!"