No Fight, No Listening

"I don't know what kind of business you are in, brother. I don't think I have offended you, right?" Dong Ge forced a smile. "You came here to destroy my place for no reason. It seems a bit too much, isn't it?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Do you have a boss? If you do, take me with you. If not, I will beat you up!" The boy glared at Brother Dong with dissatisfaction.

“Brother, you don’t have to be so ruthless, right? We are all in the same gang, so we have to be reasonable, right? You have to at least say…” Brother Dong seemed a little scared, after all, this guy was so good at fighting. However, he felt that he should not be too cowardly at this moment. Otherwise, how could he survive in front of so many younger brothers?

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, the young man kicked him and said with a dissatisfied look on his face: "Who is your brother? Who is on the same side of the gang as you? You guys just deserve a beating. You won't listen unless you are beaten, right? Then I'll satisfy you and beat you up first!"

The young man cursed and kicked Dong Ge. Xie Xiaofeng on the side looked at Dong Ge rolling on the ground with sympathy and secretly felt lucky for himself. Fortunately, he was kicked on a spacious road and had no obstacles when rolling on the ground. But it was different for Dong Ge now. There were pool tables everywhere in this billiard room. He would roll onto a pool table if he was not careful and either hit his waist or his head. In one word, miserable!

Dong Ge's other younger brothers were dumbfounded. They were just knocked to the ground, and when they got up, they found that their boss was being kicked like a ball. Before, they were counting on the boss to vent their anger, but now it seems that the boss might still be counting on them!

"Hey, boss, are you looking for Dong Ge's boss? I, I know where Dong Ge's boss is, how about I take you there?" Xie Xiaofeng suddenly made a decision at this time, and he plucked up the courage to take the initiative to talk to the young man.

"Oh?" The boy finally stopped kicking and turned to look at Xie Xiaofeng, "Do you know where this guy's boss is?"

"I know. Brother Dong's boss is Brother Meng. Brother Meng has been drinking tea at Mingyuan Teahouse at this time every day recently." Xie Xiaofeng said quickly.

"Oh, okay, then take me there!" The boy nodded, then stepped on Dong Ge and said dissatisfiedly, "You're wasting my time!"

"Ugh..." Brother Dong let out a short scream, then fainted from the pain.

Xie Xiaofeng secretly smacked his lips, and then once again congratulated himself on his wisdom. This old man who appeared out of nowhere was really ruthless in beating people!

"Let's go!" The boy walked out of the billiard room.

"Yes, boss!" Xie Xiaofeng hurriedly followed him out.

The young man said with a bit of dissatisfaction: "Don't call me boss, I'm not your boss, my name is Xia Tian, ​​the Xia of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the best sky in the world, you can call me Brother Tian."

"Yes, Brother Tian!" Xie Xiaofeng quickly changed his address, and then asked carefully: "Brother Tian, ​​you are not from Beijing, right?"

"No!" Xia Tian replied.

"Then, Brother Tian, ​​you must not be familiar with the capital, right?" Xie Xiaofeng asked again.

"Nonsense!" Xia Tian said unhappily. It was his first time in Beijing. How could he be familiar with this place?

"Brother Tian, ​​to be honest, although I, Xie Xiaofeng, am only 20 years old this year, I have been living in Beijing since I was a child, and I am quite familiar with this place. If you want to go somewhere and need directions or to inquire about something, just ask me!" Xie Xiaofeng began to brag about his abilities.

Xia Tian turned to look at Xie Xiaofeng: "Are you really familiar with Beijing?"

"Of course, how dare I lie to you, Brother Tian?" Xie Xiaofeng said hurriedly. He was not lying. He came to Beijing with his parents when he was a few years old. When he was a child, he followed his parents to walk through the streets. When he grew up a little, he hung out everywhere by himself. He was quite familiar with Beijing.

"Oh, then do you know how many younger brothers the guy called Brother Meng has?" Xia Tian asked casually.

"This, there must be at least a few hundred people." Xie Xiaofeng said after a moment of hesitation.

"Only a few hundred people?" Xia Tian was a little disappointed again, "Then do you know that there is a boss above him?"

"Brother Tian, ​​there must be a boss above Brother Meng. However, I don't know who it is. I have to ask Brother Meng." Xie Xiaofeng replied a little embarrassedly.

Xia Tian glanced at Xie Xiaofeng with a bit of dissatisfaction: "You said you were familiar with Beijing, but you don't know anything."

Xie Xiaofeng smiled awkwardly, feeling a little depressed. It seemed that his performance was not good enough!

"Stop talking nonsense and take me to that teahouse!" Xia Tian said again.

"Yes, Brother Tian!" Xie Xiaofeng nodded hurriedly, "Come with me!"

Mingyuan Teahouse is actually quite large. Not counting the private rooms, the hall alone can accommodate more than a dozen tables of people. At this moment, all the dozen tables in the hall are full of people. However, the only person actually drinking tea is a man in his forties.

The man's face was full of flesh, he was very burly, and he looked fierce. At first glance, one would feel that he was not a good person. However, at this moment, he was dressed in a suit and looked very gentle. The way he drank tea also looked quite gentle, but it always gave people a feeling of being a little artificial.

"Madam boss, come here!" The man suddenly slammed the table, and his pretended politeness disappeared without a trace.

A young woman in her thirties came over immediately. She had a pretty face, was wearing a cheongsam, and had a pretty good figure. She smiled and asked cautiously, "Brother Meng, what do you want?"

"Let me ask you, where is Xiaofang?" The man looked fierce, "Why is she not here today?"

The boss's wife continued to smile and said, "Brother Meng, you may not know that Xiaofang is feeling a little unwell. She called me this morning to ask for leave and may not come to work in the next few days."

"Don't try that on me!" the man snorted, "Madam, if you want to keep this teahouse going, get Xiaofang to work here right away!"

"Brother Meng, Xiaofang is really sick..." The proprietress looked embarrassed.

"Pa!" Before she could finish her words, the man suddenly slapped her in the face. The sound was extremely loud, and five red finger marks instantly appeared on the proprietress's fair face.

"I'm giving you face, but you don't want it, right?" The man suddenly slammed the teacup and said, "Go ask the gang, who the hell can fool my brother Meng?"

"Brother Meng, how dare I play tricks on you?" The lady boss covered her face but still tried hard to force a smile, "But, but Xiaofang really told me that. She is sick, and I can't force her to come to work, right?"

"Okay, I'll go find her now. If she's not sick, I'll smash your teahouse!" Meng Ge snorted coldly, stood up suddenly, and waved his hand, "Leave two people here, and the rest of you follow me!"