Bi Jiuyou

Chapter 1249: 1238: The Plot Thickens Again!


Chapter 1249: Chapter 1238: The Plot Thickens Again!


This rich heir Zhou Wei, knows people in both black and white spheres, and as soon as he got to school, he hit it off with this Xu Xiangjie and even became sworn brothers.


Xu Xiangjie became Zhou Wei’s big brother, which is why Xu Xiangjie dared to splash cold water on Zhou Wei.


With his hand in piercing pain, Zhou Wei’s mind was unusually clear at the moment. He shook his dazed head and said with a stern face, “What are you doing here? Where’s Ning Fan, my campus belle?”


“How dare you talk?”


Xu Xiangjie sneered, “You’ve made a big fool of yourself, losing face in front of the campus belle, not to mention the reputation of the Martial Arts Society. Even I feel embarrassed.”


Zhou Wei was so angry he wanted to slap the table again, but worried about the glass shards, he finally put his hand down and said with a vicious expression, “That Ning Fan is really despicable. He made me bleed in the morning,


and got me drunk at noon, making a fool of myself. If I don’t beat him until his teeth are all over the floor, I’m not Young Master Zhou.”


“You brought it on yourself, didn’t you?”


Xu Xiangjie lit a cigarette, puffing smoke with displeasure.


Li Yang’s eyes flickered, and he had to admit that Xu Xiangjie was right.


Zhou Wei brought it on himself. Ning Fan went to the Martial Arts Society just to accompany Xu Xiaoqing, without any intention of causing trouble.


But Zhou Wei threatened him verbally as soon as he arrived and even challenged him to a fight.


For a martial artist, injuries in a fight are inevitable.


Zhou Wei felt humiliated and couldn’t save face, so he harbored resentment and wanted payback.


Yet things went contrary to his wishes, and reality slapped him hard, leaving him dizzy.


Zhou Wei tapped the table with his finger, sneering sinisterly, “No way, if I can’t regain my dignity, I can’t swallow this anger.”


Then, with a fawning smile, he said to Xu Xiangjie, “Brother Xu, since your network is vast, can you help me find some desperados to teach Ning Fan a bloody lesson?”


“You never learn, do you?” Xu Xiangjie exhaled a mouthful of smoke, reluctantly saying, “To deal with a master like Ning Fan, desperados are futile; they’ll just get beaten up until they’re worshipping him,


and may even lead back to us. Not only will he teach me a lesson, but probably won’t spare you either. Isn’t this courting death?”


“Not at all.”


Zhou Wei waved his hand, leaned closer to Xu Xiangjie’s ear, and whispered, “Brother Xu, ordinary desperados are useless. But if we find some villains from the Jianghu, they say it takes a villain to deal with a villain. It’s perfect for dealing with that kid Ning Fan.”


“Well…” Xu Xiangjie furrowed his brows, looking a bit conflicted.


Honestly, he didn’t want to get involved in such affairs, as he had washed his hands clean and was doing legitimate security business.


However, to thrive and expand his business, he had to currying favor with powerful people.


The reason for associating with Zhou Wei was also with this intention.


As people say, you can’t stand firm if you’re not ruthless.


He gritted his teeth and said, “Alright, I’ll contact them right away. However, after helping you with such a big favor, Young Master Zhou should at least do something in return, right?”


“No problem, no problem.”


Zhou Wei’s face gradually showed a smug smile, waving his hand, “Just expanding your security business, our Zhou Family can help connect you to ensure your profits skyrocket,


the bolder you are, the bigger the land you reap. Once we take care of Ning Fan, it’s your day to get rich.”


“That sounds great.”


Xu Xiangjie didn’t say much more, pointed at the intoxicated students, and cautioned, “Quickly get these drunk guys to the infirmary to sober up, otherwise,


so much alcohol in the body will cause unprecedented harm, and you may even end up in a hospital, which will severely damage your prestige.


Let’s leave it there for now; I’ll take my leave.”


Before leaving, Xu Xiangjie took a sip of the opened, strong liquor, feeling his throat burning as if on fire.


Frowning, he left silently with the security guards.


Once outside, Zhou Wei hurriedly bought a bottle of pure water, rinsing his mouth constantly, and it was only after the cool water flowed down his throat that the burning sensation alleviated somewhat.


The surrounding security personnel hurriedly asked, “Brother Xu, what’s the feeling of drinking that strong liquor like? I didn’t dare try it.”


“It’s like drinking chili water.”


Xu Xiangjie replied irritably, then took out his phone, dialed a number, and spoke quietly for a while before hanging up.


A security guard leaned close to him, flattering, “You truly are our boss, capable of doing whatever you want. However, can Zhou Wei be trusted?”


Xu Xiangjie’s mouth curled slightly, sneering, “Though he’s of Jiangcheng’s Zhou Family, a local officer is better than a distant one. In my zone, if he dares to act against me,


though I can’t deal with him openly, hidden tricks can make him suffer without recourse. He knows that.”


At this moment, Zhou Wei, whom they were thinking of, sat expressionlessly in a private room. After briefly bandaging his finger, he slammed the table.


“Ning Fan, you dare to snatch my girl, prepare to die.”



Meanwhile.


Ning Fan was casually strolling around the campus with Xu Xiaoqing, completely unaware of Zhou Wei’s and others’ schemes.


Xu Xiaoqing’s beautiful eyes shimmered with worry, “Ning Fan, you’ve drunk so much, and it’s all strong liquor. Are you sure you’re okay? Shouldn’t we go to the hospital to get some glucose for relief?”


“No worries, this amount of alcohol is nothing to me.”


Ning Fan shrugged, unconcerned, with a calm demeanor.


As a Phantom Asura, Huaxia’s Ninth Lord, having roamed the Jianghu for so many years, he had befriended many drink-loving fellows.


They always drank straight from the bottle and never sipped from the glass like ordinary people, which seemed boring.


Moreover, Ning Fan’s martial cultivation realm was such that this level of alcohol had no effect.


To ease Xu Xiaoqing’s worries, Ning Fan lifted his left hand, gathered the True Qi inside him, and expelled the alcohol not yet absorbed.


Drip, drip, drip…


Alcohol dripped continuously from his fingers like a faucet, and the strong smell of alcohol wafted.


After two minutes, a portion of the grass was soaked, and the soil was a bit muddy.


Ning Fan let the True Qi circulate around his body’s major and minor channels, breaking down all the alcohol, then exhaled and asked Xu Xiaoqing, “Do you still smell anything?”


“Huh?”


Xu Xiaoqing was stunned, sniffed, and, with an unprecedented look of confusion, said, “How is this possible? You drank so much, yet there’s no smell at all?”