Chapter 2028 - 4: The Promise from Years Ago

(ps: This is a new book plot. You can read it for free in the new book. I’m posting it here just to increase clicks.) Huangmao paused with his mouth half open for thirty seconds. The white shirt he was wearing today was just bought in the afternoon to pick up chicks, but it was smeared with oil right after he put it on.

"I’ll kill you."

Unable to hold it in any longer, Huangmao swung a punch at Zhao Long.

"Enough."

At this moment, Liu Hu suddenly slammed the table and then glared angrily at Huangmao, "Go back."

Huangmao’s fist stopped mid-air, he felt so angry he could spit blood. Originally, he planned to tease Zhao Long a bit, but he didn’t expect to be despised by him.

Huangmao gritted his teeth to the point of grinding, then turned around and walked back to his seat.

"Heh!"

At this moment, He Yan beside Liu Hu couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh, then stood up with a glass of wine and said, "We are all brothers, don’t be mad."

She walked over to Zhao Long and said, "I’m Liu Hu’s girlfriend, you should call me ’sister-in-law,’ right? I can toast you a glass at least."

He Yan looked at Zhao Long with a smile, her eyes flashing like she had discovered a treasure.

Zhao Long felt that He Yan’s gaze at him was a bit off. He picked up his glass and clinked it with hers, "Sister-in-law, I toast you."

He Yan fluttered with delight, sipping a small mouthful of her drink, then patted Zhao Long on the shoulder, "I’ve often heard your big brother mention you, saying you can really fight."

Zhao Long clearly felt He Yan gently pinch his shoulder, not knowing what that implied.

"Sister-in-law, you’re flattering me. Actually, the one who can truly fight is Brother Hu," Zhao Long said calmly.

"Don’t be modest with me. As long as you help Brother Hu, I will be relieved. Do a good job." After saying this, He Yan patted Zhao Long’s chest and then returned to her seat.

He Yan was dressed sexily and had a great figure. When she stood up and moved around a bit, it stirred up the surrounding beasts, but they could only imagine, as He Yan was Liu Hu’s girl and they didn’t dare make a move.

He Yan sat beside Liu Hu, sipping red wine and casually eyeing Zhao Long.

Liu Hu, with a stern face, coldly said, "Zhao Long, you’re a bit over the top today. Huangmao is our brother, how could you disregard him like that?"

From afar, Huangmao slammed the table to show his anger.

"Who is he, why should I give him face?" Zhao Long looked at Liu Hu with a calm face and said.

Coincidentally, Liu Hu looked up too, and the two men quietly stared at each other.

"Who the hell do you think you are, acting all high and mighty here."

"Idiot, just got out of prison and still thinks he’s the boss."

The people beside Huangmao arrogantly cursed, they were all following Huangmao, and now, seeing Huangmao losing face in front of the brothers, they couldn’t stand it.

"Brother Hu, tell them what I’m worth?" Zhao Long said calmly.

Wang Zicheng, sitting next to Zhao Long, was sweating profusely. He knew Zhao Long was making Liu Hu honor his past promises.

"Brother Long, let it go. We’ve eaten enough; we should leave," Wang Zicheng said nervously.

Zhao Long seemed not to hear and continued to stand there calmly, looking at Liu Hu.

Liu Hu’s face was hard to look at, then he lowered his voice and said, "Zhao Long, the world is different now. What do you want?"

"I don’t want much, just want Brother Hu to keep his promise," Zhao Long said.

The scene was silent for a full minute, everyone held their breath watching Liu Hu and Zhao Long.

"Alright!" Liu Hu suddenly stood up and looked at everyone, "Three years ago, I promised something. On the day Zhao Long got out of prison, I’d let him be second-in-command."

As soon as Liu Hu finished speaking, the crowd went into an uproar, most of them were newcomers and had no idea about this.

And the older guys who knew just quietly sat there drinking, not getting involved.

"No way, I, Deng Wanli, don’t agree with him being second-in-command," Deng Wanli shouted from afar.

"I don’t agree either. What does he have? Why should he be second-in-command?"

"Idiot, comes out of prison and thinks he’s having a daydream."

The scene was full of different voices; Liu Hu did not stop them but instead gave a somewhat mocking smile, "See, it’s not the same as it used to be."

"I don’t care about them," Zhao Long said.

Liu Hu nodded, smiling, "Alright, alright! I’m a man of my word. From today on, you’re our second-in-command. The Nebula Bar on Star Road is yours to manage."

"What, he’s actually the second? Brother Hu, we don’t agree."

"Yeah, Brother Hu, this is a bit too hasty."

A crowd was shouting excitedly; it was clear they didn’t think Zhao Long was up to it, and making them listen to Zhao Long was simply impossible.

Liu Hu waved his hand for everyone to quiet down. He seriously looked at Zhao Long and said, "Of course, being second-in-command isn’t easy. You take care of the Nebula Bar; if you can’t manage it well, I’ll take it back."

After hearing this, others calmed down quite a bit. The Nebula Bar was located between three major forces, and if not handled well, could lead to trouble.

Moreover, Zhao Long had a vendetta with Li Yunxiong for killing his brother. Obviously, they wouldn’t let him go.

Zhao Long wasn’t stupid; he knew what Liu Hu was thinking. He picked up a glass of wine from the table and gulped it down hard.

"Starting tomorrow, I’ll take over the Nebula Bar. If nothing else, I’ll be leaving." Zhao Long finished and started pushing Wang Zicheng towards the exit.

Actually, being second-in-command didn’t matter to Zhao Long at all, because even if he was in that position, no one would listen to him, it was just an empty title.

If he hadn’t met Wang Zicheng today, Zhao Long probably wouldn’t have taken over the bar either, as he was tired of the world of fights and violence.

In prison, he learned a lot from the old man and promised the old man three things, which he would try to fulfill.

But Wang Zicheng’s situation ignited his fighting spirit. If he hadn’t gone to prison, Wang Zicheng wouldn’t have ended up like this. For Wang Zicheng, Zhao Long must take over the bar.

The whole room quietly watched Zhao Long and Wang Zicheng, some with ridicule, some with cold laughter, and others looked down in shame.

"Oh, I suddenly thought of something." Zhao Long stopped, turned around, and looked at Liu Hu, "What happened to Wang Zicheng’s leg?"

Liu Hu’s face didn’t look good. Three years ago, he promised Zhao Long he would take care of his brothers, but now Zhao Long’s men were either gone or crippled, clearly showing his negligence.

"Why are you asking me instead of him?" Liu Hu said coldly.

"Brother Long, let it go. Don’t bring this up anymore. I accidentally got hit by a car while crossing the road. It’s got nothing to do with Big Brother," Wang Zicheng said anxiously.

"Oh, I see."

Zhao Long nodded and then pushed Wang Zicheng out...