Chapter 91: Hard to Find Someone Who Understands Me

  Pang Guang let out a cold snort and stopped talking, because what Zhang Jun said was indeed the truth. What he said was correct, the engagement was fake, it was just for show.

  "How's that, caught you off guard? Zhang Jun maintained a gentlemanly smile: "But don't worry, before Lin Junyuan and I have an official relationship, I'll help keep this secret for you." Zhang Jun said with satisfaction, pulling out the chair to sit down, "Lovely Miss Lin Junyuan, may I sit now?"

  Lin Junyun glared at him, "You love sitting then sit, no one is tying you up."

  After Zhang Jun sat down, the atmosphere became very strange. The three of them didn't say a word to each other. In front of them was a big plate of crayfish, Lin Junyun had no appetite to eat, Zhang Jun was unwilling to eat, and only Pang Guang was eating with gusto.

  "Lin Junyun, how did you consider what I just said?" Zhang Jun asked.

  "Zhang Jun, do you want me to tell the truth or a lie?" Lin Junyun raised her head, curled up her lips and asked with a beautiful smile.

  "Of course it's true." Zhang Jun said without hesitation.

  "Honestly, I don't have any feelings for you." Lin Junyun was still smiling, but suddenly his face changed and he said sternly: "Don't be so self-righteous, just looking at you makes me want to vomit. You're already fat, and on top of that, you're wearing tight clothes like others do. Even if you wear tight clothes, at least wear some light-colored ones, not those dark and gloomy ones. Do you know what my first impression of you was?"

  "What?" Zhang Jun asked.

  "Pigs, pigs with black fur." Lin Junyun smiled eerily and seductively: "This is the truth you wanted to hear, got it?"

  "You..." Zhang Jun's face turned blue and red, slowly distorting and twisting, his features so ferocious that even Pang Guang couldn't help but feel a chill. Soon, Zhang Jun's twisted features relaxed, turning into a cold smile. He clapped his hands and said: "Very good, very good. The price starts from 5,000 to 50,000. I thought you were interested in our family's wealth, but we don't have much except for money. That's why I've been patient and played along with you. Now that I've heard your description, I'm even more interested. I'm a shameless person, I don't like those celebrity models who fawn all over me, but I like you, you have character." Zhang Jun said, his cold smile turning into a ferocious grin. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, dialing as he spoke: "I, Zhang Jun, will make things difficult for you, there are many ways to do it. Since you've made your intentions clear, I won't be polite to you either. Just wait and see."

  Pang Guang had long been unable to tolerate Zhang Jun's foolish appearance. He had originally thought of treating Zhang Jun as air, but unexpectedly the gunpowder smell grew thicker and Zhang Jun actually threatened Lin Junyuan. Without thinking, he stood up and kicked out with one foot, hitting Zhang Jun right in the abdomen. Zhang Jun let out a loud "ah" and fell backwards, crying out in pain. Pang Guang's two hands didn't stop moving, as he pounced on top of Zhang Jun, straddling him, slapping his face left and right while saying: "Dare to threaten my wife? I'll slap you to death, slap you to death..."

  "Let him go." Just as Pang Guang was having a great time, a loud voice suddenly came from the side, the sound was strong and powerful, the strong killing intent made Pang Guang involuntarily stop, turned his head to see, immediately saw more than a dozen black holes of gun barrels and more than a dozen people wearing black suits, black trousers, and black leather shoes. These people all wore black sunglasses, expressionless, standing in a row, giving only one feeling: Black.

  "Let him go at once." One of the dozen or so people who seemed to be in charge repeated.

  Pang Guang slowly stood up, coldly staring at these people. Even if he was good at fighting, he couldn't help but fear their real guns and bullets. Fortunately, he was Pang Guang; if it were someone else, they would have already wet their pants in this situation.

  Zhang Jun broke free from Pang Guang's control and quickly stood up, rushing to the front of the leader, slapping him in the face: "My dad has wasted his efforts on all of you, dawdling around. If I had come a step later, this kid would have beaten me to death."

  "I received your call and came immediately." The leader's face was expressionless.

  "Can't you run any faster?" Zhang Jun was furious, and wanted to slap the leader in the face, but he dodged. Zhang Jun's forehead bulged with rage: "You're as slow as a wooden log! Hurry up and catch those two dogs for me!"

  "Sorry, boss just asked us to protect your safety, didn't ask us to help you stir up trouble." The leader said slowly.

  "Boss, boss, the boss is not here now, I am the son of the boss, my words represent the boss's words. I was bullied by these two people, are you going to catch them or not?" Zhang Jun almost roared out the words.

  "The boss didn't instruct us like this." The leader remained calm and composed.

  "Okay." Zhang Jun picked up his phone and dialed his father's number, "I'll make you convinced." As soon as the call was answered, Zhang Jun burst into tears: "Dad, I've been bullied... Waaahhh..."

  Zhang Jun comforted by his father, Zhang Jun "uh" a few words, then handed the phone to the leader: "My dad wants you to listen to the phone."

  The leader took the phone and also "uh-huh"ed a few times, with a very serious expression: "But boss, this person is the son of the Public Security Bureau chief……" Before he could finish speaking, he stopped again, and after another few "uh-huh"s on the phone, it was a while before he finally hung up and handed the phone back to Zhang Jun.

  Zhang Jun and the leader exchanged words back and forth, leaving Pang Guang and Lin Jun Yun at a loss. Lin Jun Yun, facing so many gun barrels, had already cried until she was tearful. Pang Guang was a bit better, but his heart was also racing with anxiety. Faced with this scene, he didn't dare to make any sudden moves, and could only tightly hold onto Lin Jun Yun's shoulder, coldly waiting for the situation to develop. He didn't believe that within his father's jurisdiction, someone would dare to be so brazen as to rob people at gunpoint. The police in his father's area were not idle, and there were surveillance cameras everywhere. This group of people was making such a big commotion, they definitely wouldn't be able to escape the monitoring. It wouldn't take long before his father would arrive with a large team to rescue them.

  The leader had obviously received the instruction to take action from Zhang Jun's father over the phone, so he made eye contact with a dozen or so people wearing black suits, and those people immediately began to slowly close in on Pang Guang and Lin Junrou. Pang Guang and Lin Junrou closed their eyes in despair, never expecting that such things would happen in just one night. First, they were chased by a group of thugs wielding knives at the night market, and then they were surrounded by over a dozen heavily armed men. It was all because they hadn't checked the almanac before leaving the house that day. This day was definitely not suitable for major events.

  Just as Pang Guang and Lin Junyun were terrified, a loud voice like Hong Zhong came again, with a more piercing power than the leader's voice, making everyone present involuntarily tremble in their hearts.

  "Stop." The speaker was a man in his late thirties sitting in the corner, the only customer who hadn't run away. He had been quietly enjoying himself in a small corner, sipping beer and eating crayfish while watching the commotion on this side, from when Pang Guang and Lin Junyun sat down, to Zhang Jun's appearance, and now this scene, he watched it all with great interest until he felt something was off, then loudly stopped them.

  "What kind of person are you?" Zhang Jun was still basking in the joy of victory, but he didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to suddenly appear out of nowhere. His face immediately fell, and upon seeing that it was just a meddling middle-aged uncle, he quickly flashed a scornful smile: "Uncle, have you had too much to drink? This doesn't concern you, scram!"

  "Hey kid, there's always a higher power out there. Giving yourself some leeway is never wrong. Give me some face and let's just drop it, okay?" said the middle-aged uncle with a smile.

  "Who do you think you are, daring to ask me to give you face?" Zhang Jun burst out laughing, as if there was nothing more hilarious in the world.

  "I'm not an onion, I have a name you can call me by, my name is Duan Yuguang."

  "Uncle Duan?" Pang Guang, who had been nodding his head, suddenly lifted it up: "Are you Uncle Duan?"

  "That's right, I'm your father's old comrade." Duan Yugang's face was filled with a joyful smile: "Not bad, not bad, indeed has your father's personality, fearless in the face of danger, able to remain so calm in front of so many guns is already quite rare."

  "Uncle Duan, you're much calmer than I am."

  "So I said there aren't many left, I count as one and you count as one. After we get rid of them, we must drink to our heart's content, haha! Indeed, a tiger father has no inferior son, impressive, impressive!"

  The two of you, one word and one phrase, as if a dozen or so armed men in black were air, Zhang Jun directly looked at the raging fire, snatched the gun from the leader's hand, pointed at them and shouted: "Bastards, have you had enough? Do you think I'm dead?"

  Duan Yugang glared at Zhang Jun and said, "Don't quarrel, it'll be fine soon. It's hard to find someone who understands you, I, Duan Yugang, have a friendship with my old comrade that spans over a decade, and unexpectedly, I also hit it off with his son. Your matter will be settled later."

  Zhang Jun's eyes almost popped out of his head, what does this mean, did you think the toy gun in my hand was real or something?

  To intimidate, Zhang Jun closed his eyes and pulled the trigger with all his might, pointing the muzzle at the sky. A loud "bang" was heard, scaring people nearby to cover their heads and flee in panic. Even the dozen or so men in black were startled, hastily looking for a place to hide.

  Duan Yugang smiled, picked up his phone at a moderate pace and dialed a number. "Young man, take it easy." After finishing the call, Duan Yugang handed the phone to Zhang Jun: "I just called your father's phone. His phone has caller ID, so the call has been connected. If you want to know what kind of person Duan Yugang is, don't say a word, just listen carefully to the first few sentences."

  Zhang Jun took the phone with a puzzled expression, and after listening for just a few sentences, his face had already changed several colors.

  After hastily hanging up the phone, Zhang Jun returned his cell phone to Duan Yuguang in a daze, he really couldn't tell if it was his father on the phone just now. The head of the Zhang Group, with assets worth nearly 10 billion, would actually be so flattering because of a phone call?