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The next day.

Zheng Jirong got up early. Although the appointment with Jimmy was at nine o'clock in the evening, he still had a lot to do today.

Now that I have decided to join the club, I will definitely not be able to set up the previous meat stall anymore.

Fortunately, we don’t have much stock of pork and beef at home, and all the half-sale and half-giveaway items were sold out this morning.

Many young women and nurses who often come to him to buy meat looked sad when they heard that Zheng Jirong was changing his career and would no longer sell meat.

In the past, when Zheng Jirong was here, the happiest time for them was to come to the market in the morning and see him chopping and cutting meat with his shirt off. Now their only pleasure is gone.

However, many brave young women gave him some small notes, some with phone numbers and some with home addresses written on them.

Zheng Jirong calmly organized these notes and put them into his coat pocket while lamenting the decline of the world.

Well, if I quit the club and return to my old job in the future, these are old customers and I have to keep their contact information.

Different from these customers, every owner of the other meat stalls in the market was overjoyed and rushed to tell each other, only to set off two strings of firecrackers.

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After finishing his business at the market, Zheng Jirong went home and took a shower. After tidying up, I took Amei out to go shopping.

He usually wears simple short-sleeved jackets. Since he is joining the club today, Zheng Jirong feels that he should pay more attention to it, so he takes Amei to buy a few sets of clothes to take home, and by the way, he also buys some for this girl. clothing.

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"No, Brother Rong, these clothes are so expensive..."

"Shut up and pack these."

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"Don't take a taxi, Brother Rong, let's take the bus. Taking the bus is very comfortable and very cheap..."

"Shut up, taxi!"

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"Don't order such expensive dishes, Brother Rong, I'll just have a shrimp and egg fried rice..."

"Shut up and give us each a piece of abalone and shark fin, one piece for each of us!"

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Half past eight in the evening.

Jimmy looked at the tall, handsome man in a suit in front of him and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Brother Rong, are you going on a blind date or joining a club in such a handsome dress?"

"What's wrong, Jimmy, is there something wrong with my appearance? I see you usually wear suits and ties, don't you?"

"I am mainly responsible for some club business matters, so I dress more formally."

"Okay, let's go quickly, don't be late again." After saying that, Zheng Jirong opened the car door and leaned over to sit in.

Jimmy smiled helplessly and didn't say much.

on a moving car.

Jimmy stared forward and said to Zheng Jirong: "Brother Rong, please pay attention later. Although Brother Sen is easy to talk to, he is addicted to drugs. Sometimes he is addicted and his mind is not clear. He may speak a little inappropriately." Sounds good.”

"Hey Jimmy, since I have decided to join the club, of course I am mentally prepared for these things, don't worry."

"Yeah, one more thing is that I told him that you are very powerful, and he might let others try your skills."

"Just such a trivial matter? Don't worry, as long as they are not some devilish muscle-bound people, I really don't pay attention to ordinary young and Dangerous boys." Zheng Jirong looked disapproving.

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The car stopped in front of a shop with a rolling shutter door.

Jimmy pointed to this shop and said to Zheng Jirong: "This gambling stall is Brother Sen's property. He basically gambles here every night until dawn."

After speaking, Jimi opened the car door and got out of the car, waving to the younger brother who was guarding the car in the distance.

"Brother Jimmy, what are your orders?" The younger brother came over and said with a flattering look on his face.

"Take us to see Brother Sen" Jimmy looked serious.

"Okay Brother Jimmy."

The little brother walked to the rolling shutter door and knocked on the rolling shutter door. Then the rolling shutter door opened. When some of the boys inside saw Jimmy, they all stood up and called Jimmy brother obediently.

"You guys sit down, I'll take someone to see Brother Sen." Jimmy waved his hand and led Zheng Jirong inside.

Zheng Jirong looked around. There were more than a dozen tables in the entire hall, some were playing pai gow, some were playing stud, and some were playing dice to bet on big or small.

Everyone's face was filled with excitement, several of them were laughing wildly while winning money, and of course there were more people who had lost everything and were shouting curses.

After entering another door, there are independent private rooms one after another, probably for those who like to gamble in a quiet environment.

Walking to the innermost room, Jimmy knocked on the door.

After getting the reply of coming in, Jimmy led Zheng Jirong in.

The furnishings in the room are not complicated. There is a desk and a boss chair at the end. Sitting on the chair is a man with messy hair and sunglasses.

There is also a statue of Guan Gong in the corner. A leather sofa was placed against the wall, and sitting on it was a strong, bald man wearing a stretch vest, tattooed with dragons and tigers, and smoking a cigarette. There were six or seven other boys sitting on folding stools looking at him with unkind expressions.

Damn, is this the high society? What a loser!

"Brother Sen, this is the Ah Rong I told you about. My good brother is very good at fighting." Jimmy pointed at Zheng Jirong and said to Guan Zisen.

Guan Zisen yawned and said feebly: "Oh, you are Ah Rong, and you are dressed very well."

"Brother Sen, you're welcome. I've often heard the name He Liansheng and Brother Sen in the market. This time I decided to join the club. The first person I looked for was you, Brother Sen." Zheng Jirong finished with a respectful look. He took out the prepared red envelope.

Jimmy picked up Zheng Jirong's red envelope and handed it to Guan Zaisen.

Guan Zaisen held the red envelope in his left hand and shook it by his ear. He raised his brows and glanced at Zheng Jirong and said, "I heard Jimmy said you are very good at playing?"

"Well, it's no problem to hit ten or eight people." Zheng Jirong said seriously.

"Damn it, ten or eight? Don't brag so much, little pretty boy!" Before Guan Zaisen said anything, a strong man sitting on the sofa next to him stood up and pointed at Zheng Jirong and said unhappily.

"Dakoujiu, shut up," Jimmy pointed at the strong man who spoke.

Dakoujiu looked at Jimmy with disdain on his face, "Why, you bite me if you don't like it!"

"Dakoujiu...Brother Jiu, right? If you don't believe it, we can come and practice. It's just that I have heavy hands. If I lose my strength and get hurt, you can't blame me." Zheng Jirong stared at Dakoujiu in front of him and said indifferently. .

"In that case, Da Koujiu, go try Ah Rong's skills and see if he is really as amazing as Jimmy said." Guan Zisen also looked curious.

"Okay, Brother Sen, just watch the show."

After Dakoujiu finished speaking, he clenched his fist with his right hand and swung it fiercely at Zheng Jirong.

Zheng Jirong took his time and used his left foot as a fulcrum to turn around and dodge the punch. He then raised his right foot, twisted his waist and whipped Da Koujiu hard in the abdomen.

"Snapped!"

This kick kicked Dakoujiu more than two meters away and hit the wall hard.

The people watching around were also stunned. This...didn't they even catch this move?

Zheng Jirong himself didn't feel too surprised. His speed and strength were at least twice as much as his. His punch was enough to kick him twice.

There aren't too many tricks. After all, a man who dressed like Wen Xi once said that all martial arts in the world are invincible, except speed.

Zheng Jirong deeply agrees with this statement.

"Damn it, you guys are living for a living, hurry up and kill him!" Dakou Jiu was kicked down in the corner. He covered his lower abdomen with his hands and pointed at Zheng Jirong with a painful expression on his face and said to his younger brother.

Finished.

Dakoujiu's younger brothers, who were originally watching the battle, quickly gathered around Zheng Jirong.

Jimmy looked anxious when he saw it and said to Guan Zisen: "Brother Sen, this is against the rules!"

"Damn it, he's so good at fighting, let's give him a good beating!" Zheng Jirong, who was surrounded by Guan Zisen, said excitedly.

To be honest, Zheng Jirong didn't panic when he saw the five or six young brothers surrounding him.

Adhering to the principle of striking first, he kicked the one in front of him and twisted his waist to avoid the hand grabbing his collar.

Damn, my suit is very expensive. If they scratch it, it won’t be a big loss.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jirong decided not to hold back anymore. He grabbed the waving arm with one hand, turned around and threw him over his shoulder, hitting the two people behind him.

Then, he picked up a folding stool beside him, swung it round and slapped the person in front of him.

The person in front was hit by the folding stool and screamed and fell to the ground.

Zheng Jirong continued to wave the folding stool. An ordinary folding stool that could be seen everywhere was blocked by the needles he used and could not be penetrated by water.

In just a few breaths, these six or seven young and Dangerous boys were slapped until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they fell to the ground screaming.

"This..." Not to mention Guan Zisen, even Jimmy, who thought he knew Arong's skills, was a little confused. What kind of kung fu was this? Didn't Arong practice swordsmanship? When did he switch to folding stools?

Zheng Jirong kicked away the young and Dangerous boys who were screaming on the ground, walked up to Da Koujiu, who was already in a daze, leaned over and said:

"Brother Ninth, how are you doing? Do you have any other advice?"

Da Koujiu's face froze, and he pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Ah Rong...Brother Rong, it's my fault that you are so good at skills. I underestimated you."

No longer caring about the frightened Da Koujiu, Zheng Jirong stood up and looked at Guan Zisen, "Brother Sen, are you satisfied with my skills?"

Guan Zi slammed the table fiercely, "Holy crap! Ah Rong, your skills are so amazing, I really saw you right! Come on, come on, pay homage to Guan Gong, from now on you will be ours and Liansheng's."

Guan Zaisen led Zheng Jirong to the statue of Guan Gong. The two of them burned a few sticks of incense and paid homage to Guan Gong. They accepted him as his younger brother. Logically speaking, they should also say something about loyalty and loyalty. , but Guanzi Sen had just taken the medicine and was in a dazed state. He couldn't remember this, so he just omitted it.

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When he went home at night, he once again rejected Jimmy's invitation to go to the nightclub to relax.

Lying on the bed, Zheng Jirong thought about the gains and losses of the day.

On the first day of joining the club, the expenses were 5,800 yuan and the income was zero... Damn it!

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