The phone picked up, and it was Su An Xi. He asked when Su Ping Nan would be home for the New Year.
Su Ping Nan didn't have a definite date, so he just said that he would definitely go back, but he wasn't sure. He hung up the phone.
The room was ready, three rooms. It was in a hotel in Xiangnan that was considered to be upscale. Su Ping Nan thought it was not as good as the budget hotel under construction in his own Ertai Town. The idea of opening up Jinshui Ru Jia hotels all over the country popped up in his mind, and Su Ping Nan laughed at himself, thinking: "Am I still dissatisfied with not being busy enough?"
He was followed by a few young men who had started working with him at the freight yard. The people he brought out were all like they were made from the same mold: muscular and with unruly eyes.
Once they arrived in Xiangnan, the young men naturally wanted to go out and have some fun at night, but since their boss was not saying anything, they could only endure.
Su Ping Nan smiled and said, "The snacks in Xiangnan are very famous, you can't just stay cooped up after coming all this way, I'll take you out to explore."
Xiangnan was just beginning to build its future new districts. The bustling snack streets were still concentrated in the old city.
Finding a place to park the car, Su Ping Nan felt a rare sense of ease. He planned to take his people around the snack street, from one end to the other.
Su Ping Nan was dressed in a well-fitting suit, with a black windbreaker draped over it, walking with composure. The four young men trailed closely behind, constantly accepting various snacks passed to them by their boss. Only when they were eating, would the unbridled wildness on their faces involuntarily soften, revealing the youthful naiveté that they should possess at this age.
No matter how crowded the snack street was, no one dared to stand in front of Su Ping Nan. His aura was becoming increasingly heavy, especially when he wasn't smiling.
Su Ping Nan enjoyed his walk. He would buy large quantities of any type of snack he came across, taking a bite himself before passing the rest to the four young men behind him.
The four of them were eating happily, instantly feeling that Xiangnan was ten times, no, a hundred times better than Wu City.
Su Ping Nan decided that tomorrow he would explain things to Li Luo Ran's parents, and then let that little girl take him around. He had a good feeling about this city.
As he looked around bored, his gaze met a cold one.
An acquaintance.
An acquaintance who lived by the motto, "Plucking feathers from a goose in the sky, picking pockets in the world below."
Razor Chen Liu.
This guy was skilled with a razor. His razor could silently cut through an artificial leather briefcase without anyone noticing.
At this moment, Chen Liu was leaning sideways, holding a blue jacket in his left hand, his eyes coldly fixed on Su Ping Nan, who was casually strolling through the crowd, with a hint of bloodlust.
Chen Liu's expression was strange. It was thanks to the man before him that he, a Four Seas big shot who used to divide the spoils in Wu City, had been beaten like a dog and had to flee to his fellow countryman, Chen Tianfu, who was flourishing in Xiangnan.
Su Ping Nan stopped in his tracks, his eyes fixed on the man with ill intentions standing not far away, across the bustling crowd.
The four young men instantly sensed their boss's seriousness. The youthful, greedy expressions on their faces vanished instantly, and their original rebellious and wild demeanor returned.
They were excited. If Su Wen Wen and Guo Guang Yao could follow the Red Robed Brother and become successful, then they could too!
Su Ping Nan slowly took out a cigarette and lit it, tossing the remaining pack to a young man named Xiao Zhuang. He crooked his finger towards Chen Liu, who was staring at him, his eyes full of provocation.
Even though Su Ping Nan was pampered and wealthy, he had never bowed his head. A wolf travels a thousand miles for meat.
"Red Robed Brother, nine people." Xiao Zhuang was very quick-witted. He discreetly pointed to the muscular men standing behind several disabled people begging in the bustling street.
"The stuff is in the car, I'll go get it." Another young man immediately said in a low voice.
These were chaotic times. Highway robbery was a common occurrence. Su Ping Nan and his men usually carried some weapons with them when they were on long trips.
"Don't split up."
Su Ping Nan said in a low voice, his eyes fixed on a skewer of grilled meat being strung nearby, a hint of a sneer playing on his lips.
Chen Liu and his men were all people who mixed in the underworld. Unlike Huang Tian, who had seen all sorts of storms, they were people who had seen blood with their own hands.
Su Ping Nan glanced back at his four young men. There was no hint of weakness or fear in his eyes, only endless excitement and a thirst for blood.
"You must be ruthless."
Su Ping Nan turned away, tossed a bill to the barbecue vendor, and handed the red-hot skewers to his young men, saying slowly.
Xiao Zhuang felt no fear, only an excitement that made him tremble. He had been known for being a fighter since childhood. Xiao Zhuang felt that this was an opportunity given to him by heaven. If he performed well, he would be the next Yang Qianli and Guo Guang Yao!!
The five people's strange actions with the skewers attracted the attention of some nearby vendors. They followed the gaze of Su Ping Nan and his men and saw Chen Liu.
These vendors didn't know Su Ping Nan, but they all knew Chen Liu. They immediately realized that someone who dared to confront Chen Liu and his gang couldn't be easy. The vendors immediately started moving their stalls backward. A gap quickly formed between Su Ping Nan and Chen Liu.
"What a coincidence." Chen Liu grinned, seeing that his Four Seas men had surrounded them.
"Coincidence."
Su Ping Nan continued to smile, saying slowly, "It's just two characters. We don't need to reminisce, do we?"
Chen Liu's eyes were fierce. "Two characters?" The hand under his clothes had already gripped the sharpened razor tightly.
"Yes."
Su Ping Nan nodded, standing casually, crooked his finger towards Chen Liu.
"One horizontal stroke, one vertical stroke, two characters. The winner walks, the loser lies down."