EBE Chapter 132 Old Zhang's Birthday
Chapter 132 Old Zhang's Birthday
Chapter 132 Old Zhang's Birthday
The No Return Pavilion is not open to the public today because it is Old Zhang's birthday, and everyone present is Old Zhang's old friend.
Cheng Benqing raised his wine cup and said, "Old Zhang, I admire your judgment. You've really found a good grandson-in-law. I'm not afraid of angering Lord Wang. At first, I was a hundred times unwilling to marry Jiaojiao to him. But now it seems that Old Zhang's judgment is spot on! Lord Wang is dedicated to the people, which is a blessing for the people of Hanshan! Come, let's drink to this!"
Old Cheng's flattery made Wang Wenzhou a little embarrassed. Wang Wenzhou picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then said, "Everyone here is an old friend of Old Zhang. Speaking of which, you are all my elders. There are no hierarchy at the dinner table, so I won't stand on ceremony! It's not good to just drink without any ladies to keep you company!"
At this point, Wang Wenzhou beckoned to Zhang Jiao and said, "Jiaojiao, go quickly and call a few female police officers from the police team to come and keep you company while you drink."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiao's face changed. "You fatso, what do you mean? My grandfather kindly invited you for drinks on his birthday, and you actually want to drink with prostitutes!"
"Jiaojiao, what are you standing there for? Go quickly!" Wang Wenzhou turned around and ordered.
"Son-in-law, let's stop now. The policewomen still have to go on duty." Old Zhang blushed. This grandson-in-law is good in every way, except that he's a bit irresponsible. It's my birthday, and you still want to go out and have fun.
"No way! It's more fun to drink with girls! Jiaojiao, go quickly!" Wang Wenzhou said.
“You…” Zhang Jiao walked over angrily, grabbed Wang Wenzhou’s clothes, and was about to hit him.
Old Zhang quickly stepped in to stop her. Jiao Jiao was really outrageous. How could she hit her husband in front of so many elders?
Old Zhang scolded, "Jiaojiao, how can you disobey your husband's orders? Hurry up and call the policewomen over."
Zhang Jiao immediately deflated. She dared not disobey her grandfather's orders, so she could only nod in agreement and walk out feeling wronged.
A short while later, the policewomen in their uniforms arrived, led by Zhang Jiao.
The policewomen stood in a row, waiting for Lord Wang's instructions.
Wang Wenzhou said with a smile, "Everyone, don't be shy. Just call over whoever you like."
"Minmin, come here quickly!" Wang Wenzhou smiled and waved to Zhao Fengmin.
Zhao Fengmin quickly ran over and sat on Wang Wenzhou's lap.
Zhao Fengmin wasn't a policewoman; Wang Wenzhou specifically instructed Zhang Jiao to bring her over. After all, these policewomen were Sheng Lan's good friends, and Wang Wenzhou simply couldn't bring himself to harm them.
This wasn't the first time Old Zhang had gone drinking with Wang Wenzhou, so he wasn't reserved anymore. He beckoned to his "old flame," Nian Xia, who sat down on his lap with a smile.
This was the first time Li Mu'en had ever witnessed such a scene. His face turned red to his neck, and he lowered his head, focusing only on eating his food.
Wang Wenzhou smiled and said, "Old Li, don't be shy. Just tell me which girl you like."
Li Mu'en took a sip of wine shyly and shook her head repeatedly: "I'll drink by myself."
Wang Wenzhou waved to a policewoman, who quickly ran over and sat on Li Mu'en's lap.
Li Mu'en accepted all offers without objection.
"Sigh..." Zhang Jiao sighed. Men, they're all so fickle! Even Grandpa Li, such a good man, is so fickle.
With the female police officers accompanying them, the atmosphere at the banquet immediately became joyful.
Wang Wenzhou took a sip of wine from Zhao Fengmin's mouth and said, "Old Zhang, let's play something fun today. How about rock-paper-scissors?"
Old Zhang was also a bit drunk, and he said in a drunken slur, "Son-in-law, what's so fun about rock-paper-scissors?"
"Of course it's fun!" Wang Wenzhou said with a wicked smile. "Whoever loses has to drink a cup of wine as punishment and take off a piece of clothing!"
"Haha..." Everyone burst into laughter. "Wow! Lord Wang is truly talented! He's so good at having fun!"
"Ugh, I don't want to play!" Zhao Fengmin said coquettishly.
"Good boy, this is more fun!" Wang Wenzhou said with a mischievous grin.
Zhang Jiao couldn't bear to watch any longer. She shook her head with a wry smile and prepared to go upstairs to rest. Out of sight, out of mind. No man is any good!
"Bang!" There was a loud noise.
Zhang Jiao turned around and saw a person covered in blood rushing in.
"There's an assassin!" Wang Qiang shouted.
Old Zhang and the others quickly stood up and stood protectively beside Wang Wenzhou.
"Help! I'm not an assassin! There are... there are men in black outside with knives, slashing anyone they see..." Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed to the ground.
"What?" Wang Wenzhou frowned.
"Outrageous! How dare this villain commit violence in the street! Jiaojiao, quickly go upstairs and get Grandpa's big knife!" Old Zhang ordered.
"Okay!" Zhang Jiao quickly ran upstairs.
"Wang Wenzhou is indeed here!" At this moment, a man in black outside the door glanced inside and shouted.
In a short while, seven or eight men in black, armed with knives, burst in.
"Ah..." the policewomen exclaimed in surprise.
These men in black must have just killed someone; each of their knives was stained with blood. They were also covered in blood, but judging from their swift movements, they weren't injured; it must have been someone else's blood.
"Wang Wenzhou! Today, I have come to take your dog's life!" A man in black shouted, pointing a knife at Wang Wenzhou.
"Xianxu, hurry upstairs!" Old Zhang gave Wang Wenzhou a push.
"Go!" The leader shouted, and several men in black rushed over.
Li Mu'en had served in the army in his early years and later opened a blacksmith shop in Hanshan. Although he was over sixty, he was still very muscular due to his years of manual labor.
Li Mu'en flipped the table over and kicked it.
The table flew towards the men in black, who quickly jumped away to avoid it.
"Xianxu, Lao Cheng, you two hurry upstairs and hide. We'll stall them for a while!" Old Zhang pulled Wang Wenzhou to the stairwell and urged him to go upstairs quickly.
Just then, Zhang Jiao ran over with a weapon, shouting, "Grandpa! Catch!"
Old Zhang leaped up, caught the broadsword, and brandished it at the policewomen, saying, "Stop crying! Get upstairs, I'll hold them off!"
"We can't let Wang Wenzhou get away! Go!" the leader said.
Old Zhang, holding a large knife, stood imposingly at the top of the stairs, a formidable figure who stood guard against thousands. The men in black tried to charge several times, but none of them were able to take him down.
Old Zhang was getting on in years, and soon he felt his strength failing him.
Zhang Jiao quickly took over her grandfather's position so that Old Zhang could rest for a while.
"My lord! I'm scared!" Zhao Fengmin pressed herself against Wang Wenzhou, her face pale.
Wang Wenzhou's legs trembled. Damn it, even I'm scared! Who the hell is so bold as to try to assassinate me time and time again?
"Xiaoqiang! Quick! Jump off the building right now, go deliver the message, and call for help!" Wang Wenzhou ordered.
Wang Qiang leaned out the window, looked down at the street, and shouted, "Young Master! Something's wrong! There are many men in black on the street!"
Wang Wenzhou walked over, looked down, and was stunned.
On the street, hundreds of men dressed in black, wielding swords and knives, were indiscriminately slashing at anyone they saw.
Everywhere were people crying and fleeing for their lives; chaos reigned. Those who were slow on their feet were caught up by the men in black, slashed with a knife, and fell instantly into pools of blood.