Chapter 107: I Am an Expert
He wouldn't hit someone who smiled at him, even if he was furious. He looked up and saw that the other diners were staring at him, including those hoodlums who were looking at him with curiosity.
Pang Guang suddenly became enraged and shouted: "Get straight to the point!"
Sun Xiaohong's teeth were already chattering: "My name is Sun Xiaohong, my older brother calls me Xiao Hong, and my younger brother calls me Hong Jie." After finishing speaking, he looked at Pang Guang with a wronged expression. "That's all there is to it." After saying that, he respectfully handed over a business card to Pang Guang.
Pang Guang took a look at the business card and almost fainted. This Sun Xiaohong's title was not small, just the titles alone had six rows: Honorary Director of Dongcheng Film and Television Entertainment Association, Executive Director of V&P International Investment Co., Ltd., Chairman of Yangguang Holiday Nightclub, Legal Advisor of Dongcheng No. 2 Middle School, Manager of Guest Room Department of Dongcheng Holiday Hotel, and Security Director of Taoyuanju Foot Bath City.
Pang Guang casually stuffed the business card into his pocket, thinking to himself that this person must have been called by Duan Yuguang. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to appear here out of nowhere and show such respect to himself. He thought for a moment before asking, "What did Uncle Duan instruct you to do?"
"Uncle Duan?" Sun Xiaohong looked puzzled: "Who is Uncle Duan?"
"Duan Yuguang." Pang Guang was even more perplexed: "Didn't he ask you to come?"
"No, I received a call from the big boss and rushed over. The big boss said that someone named Mr. Pang at Zhang's noodle shop was in trouble and asked me to bring my brothers to support him."
Pang Guang furrowed his brow: "Who is your boss?"
"Wan Ping, everyone calls him Fourth Uncle." Sun Xiaohong introduced her elder with a proud face: "He is the person I respect most in my life, unfortunately, he doesn't like men, otherwise I..."
Pang Guang and the others were again overcome with nausea, holding back their vomit as they discovered an interesting phenomenon. The group of hoodlums, after listening to Sun Xiao Hong's words, not only didn't show any signs of disgust but instead looked at her with admiration, Jin Mao's eyes even shining with an unusual light as he stuttered and asked: "You... are you guys related to Fourth Uncle?"
Sun Xiaohong glanced at him and said with a clicking sound: "Fourth Uncle hurriedly called me over, thinking I was going to deal with some big shot, but it turned out to be just a group of petty thieves, how boring."
Pang Guang didn't know who the Fourth Uncle was, but he could infer from the context that Duan Yuguang had instructed this half-man-half-woman to come and help him through someone called Fourth Uncle. He didn't ask further questions about who Fourth Uncle was, and instead smiled at Sun Xiaohong and said: "So what do you plan to do with them?"
"As long as Boss is alive, I will follow Mr. Pang's orders!" Sun Xiaohong said respectfully.
Pang Guang looked at the black-clad burly men and then at Jian Guo and Zhang Dama, saying: "Alright, your people are all tall and strong, how dare I give you orders? Just get them to leave and make sure they don't show up in this store again."
"This is easy." Sun Xiaohong's gaze swept over the group of young thugs, and she ordered her subordinates: "Take them all away in the car."
The men in black nodded in unison and replied: "Good!" After finishing speaking, they prepared to take action.
"Wait." Sun Xiaohong stopped them, with a sly smile pointing at the golden hair: "Go to the luxury hotel and open a room, take this guy over there, lock up all the others." Sun Xiaohong said and specially licked her tongue: "The doctor said I'm not feeling well, I need to calm my mind and desires for this period of time, I've endured for three days already, can't I indulge now?"
"Yes!" The man in black replied, then started taking action. It was unclear whether the man in black was too fierce or if Fourth Uncle's name was too loud, but the hoodlums were like they had been collectively given a sedative, and didn't resist at all until they were all pushed into the Mercedes, except for Golden Hair who was so scared that he wet his pants on the spot.
Sun Xiaohong saw that everything was in order, and only then did she turn around to say ambiguously to Pang Guang: "Mr. Pang, I'll have someone record the whole process later. With this video in hand, we don't have to worry about them coming to make trouble again." After finishing speaking, she deliberately covered her mouth with her hand and whispered in Pang Guang's ear: "Guaranteed original, and no mosaic."
Pang Guang knew what Sun Xiaohong meant, and suddenly felt his stomach churning with a strong urge to vomit. He turned red in the face and waved his hands repeatedly: "Keep the good stuff for yourself to appreciate, if you think it's not interesting to watch alone, then find a few younger brothers to watch together."
"Hehe, Mr. Pang isn't interested, that's fine. Would you mind leaving your phone number? Let's be friends." Sun Xiaohong was even more delicate than a woman, and his face turned bright red like a cooked shrimp when talking to Pang Guang. It's hard to imagine how this effeminate man could boss around over ten burly men.
Pang Guang's face changed color, he knew that Sun Xiaohong was not only a womanizer, but also had special hobbies, who knows if he was interested in himself... Pang Guang thought about it and really didn't have the courage to think further, it was too disgusting.
Sun Xiaohong was very clever, and from Pang Guang's expression, she already knew that Pang Guang didn't want to give her his phone number. So, with a faint smile, she said: "You know my phone number, so just report my name directly if there's anything in the future, don't bother Fourth Uncle again. Honestly, after being with Fourth Uncle for so long, you're the first person who made Fourth Uncle send me out personally because of such a trivial matter. Red Sister, I have to say, I admire you!" After finishing speaking, she left the noodle shop and got into her Mercedes-Benz.
Pang Guang watched with a mixture of shame and relief as the five cars slowly drove away, realizing he had been overthinking things. Sun Xiaohong, despite his questionable tastes, was indeed a number one personality - bold, daring, and unapologetic, doing and saying whatever he pleased without hiding anything.
Turning back, all that met Pang Guang's eyes were stunned gazes. Finally, Zhang Xiaoting spoke up: "Pang Guang, how do you know these people? They look like gangsters, especially that Red Sister or whatever her name is - she looks so weird and makes me feel sick just by looking at me."
Pang Guang didn't know how to explain, because before this he didn't even know Sun Xiaohong and the others. In a moment of quick thinking, he replied: "That's just a friend of mine, an actor, bringing some extras to fill out the scene."
Pang Guang said this, Zhang Xiaoting will believe: "You must have something to hide from me. When they mentioned Fourth Uncle, I saw that at least half of those thugs' expressions changed."
Pang Guang felt a sudden headache, if he had known earlier, he would have directly said that Duan Yuguang was the one. No wonder others were suspicious, a perfect lie is supported by countless lies. Since you've already said it's an extra, you have to continue weaving lies to verify its authenticity.
Jian Guo suddenly burst out laughing and helped Pang Guang get out of the predicament. With a knowing expression, he patted Pang Guang's shoulder and said: "Kid, I admire you. Not only can you fight, but you also have a wide range of connections. In times of crisis, you even know how to find friends to come and put on a show, and you do it so convincingly. You're a one-man show - writer, director, and actor all rolled into one. You should go compete for an Oscar!"
The country-building remarks made most of the people present laugh, especially those men who had just fought hard, whether they were sincere or hypocritical. They all laughed so hard that their waists couldn't straighten up. In this farce, Pang Guang repeatedly turned the tide, and other men also took advantage of the situation to show off in front of their girlfriends. Although the ending was bumpy, it ended perfectly after all.
After the commotion died down, some couples left, while others who stayed behind felt a sense of camaraderie and suggested exchanging phone numbers. The noodle shop was once again bustling with activity. Taking advantage of the distraction, Jian Guo quietly pulled Pang Guang to one side.
"Little guy, I only know your surname is Pang, but I don't even know what your name is!" Jian Guo asked.
"My name is Pang Guang." Pang Guang replied in a very low voice. He hated it most when others asked him his name.
"Pang Guang?" Jian Guo was taken aback: "This name is interesting." After a pause, Jian Guo continued: "Pang Guang, I see that your moves are both ruthless and accurate, with plenty of power behind them. You're a rare talent in the world of martial arts. To be honest with you, Uncle Jian Guo is a master. Are you willing to learn martial arts from me?"
"Learn martial arts with you?" Pang Guang glanced at Jian Guo, his ordinary appearance didn't seem like a master. To put it bluntly, Jian Guo was not impressive from head to toe, and even a street sign falling down could hit several people like him. Suddenly, he burst out laughing: "Uncle Jian Guo must love watching martial arts novels, I do too. After reading so many, I slowly started imagining myself as the male lead, flying over walls, walking on walls, and being invincible with every move."
Jian Guo smiled and didn't respond, taking a deep breath before placing his palm on the table and rubbing it back and forth several times. After a while, he lifted his hand and said to Pang Guang: "Take a look at this table."
Pang Guang immediately looked over, his eyes wide with wonder. He first looked from top to bottom, then bent down to look up from under the table. The table was still a table, and there was no change compared to before. Pang Guang couldn't think of how this nearly fifty-year-old old man could be so strange, so he also started teasing him. He squeezed out an expression of utmost respect: "Wow, it's too amazing! This greasy table was pressed by Jian Guo Shu and suddenly became spotless! Tell me, how did you do it?"
Jianguo knew that Pang Guang was teasing him, but he didn't get angry. Smiling, he pointed to the table and said: "Try poking it with your finger, the part I pressed has already had its entire structure destroyed. If you poke it gently and it turns into powder, then it will prove what I'm saying is true."
Pang Guang looked at Jian Guo with a slanted gaze, not following his words, thinking that Jian Guo had either contracted delusions of grandeur or been scared silly by some young hooligans, and was quite ill, did Zhang Dama know?
"Take a look with your finger!" Jian Guo pointed to the table and encouraged.
Pang Guang knew that if he poked it as he said, it would be endless, so he said: "Okay, master." After finishing speaking, he really used his index finger to poke the place where Jian Guo had pressed. As soon as his hand was placed on it, his whole body suddenly stiffened like being electrocuted, and his mouth opened wide: "Master... master..." The place that Jian Guo had pressed was poked by Pang Guang, and it actually shattered into powder and floated to the ground. On the table, a large hollow palm print appeared immediately.
Pang Guang was so frightened that he almost ejaculated, stumbled, and immediately fell to the ground. He picked up some powder with his thumb and index finger, rubbed it a bit, and then sniffed it at his nose. Was this table made of flour or something? It turned into powder just from a light touch!
Master, absolutely a master. I always thought that such characters only existed in martial arts movies and TV shows, but unexpectedly appeared in real life.

