227: Chapter 227 Kicking Yun Zheng

Su Nange's fists were already clenched tight.

Liu Yuan thought to herself that things were looking bad; Su Nange wanted to vent his anger, but he couldn't be impulsive here.

I know you've been wronged, but the people framing you know exactly how wronged you are better than you do.

Liu Yuan gripped Su Nange even tighter. Little man, you must keep your cool.

Liu Lu also felt the young man beside him starting to lose control.

This time, it was the true big shot of Qiantang who patted Su Nange on the shoulder.

Liu Lu's intention was the same as Liu Yuan's.

He would step forward for the time being.

Liu Lu was no fool, and he wouldn't believe a one-sided story.

Moreover, this woman's words were full of loopholes.

Setting aside whether Su Nange would even go to such places to play...

Supposing he really did offend the Japanese, are those Japanese people brain-dead?

Instead of seeking revenge on Su Nange, they would rather offend a group of Shanghai big shots?

Do the Japanese not want to survive in this business anymore?

Liu Lu spoke again, "Heh, Madam Ouyang, others might not know the situation in Shanghai, but I'm quite clear on it."

"Those Japanese people and all of you are deeply intertwined."

"Over all these years, your trade dealings with them have surely brought in astronomical profits, if not more."

"For you to say you'd become enemies for the sake of my daughter's boyfriend... that's something I, Old Liu, find hard to believe."

Liu Lu's words didn't sound particularly special, but they contained a hidden message.

His subtext was: You Shanghai people are on the same side as those Japanese devils. What kind of game are you playing here in Qiantang?

If you're going to make baseless accusations, I won't believe them. Unless you can provide concrete evidence!

However, what even Su Nange hadn't expected happened.

These people actually had evidence of Su Nange visiting Japanese entertainment venues.

A boss with sleek, side-parted hair who looked like a classical aristocrat from the last century stood up.

He pulled out his phone and opened a picture.

The content of the picture was a transfer record from Su Nange to a hostess at a Japanese establishment.

The transfer amount was 100,000 Yuan!

"Boss Liu, originally, we didn't want to push things this far. We just wanted to take this kid named Su back to the Japanese and be done with it."

"Now, what does this consumption record explain?"

Liu Lu looked at Su Nange, clearly in disbelief.

Transfer records couldn't be faked. No one would be stupid enough to forge something that could be verified so easily.

Su Nange sighed, "Uncle Liu, do you believe it?"

Liu Lu looked at Su Nange with an expression that said: I want to believe you! But you have to give me something to believe in!

Liu Yuan suddenly shouted, "Dad, don't listen to their nonsense!"

"Originally, Nange was being kind. He was afraid my experience would worry you, so he never said anything."

"But since things have come to this, I have nothing to hide!"

"Dad, your daughter almost died in Qiantang because of Ouyang Yunzheng's plot to kill with a borrowed knife!"

Liu Lu was shocked, "What?!! Are you telling the truth!"

Liu Yuan said, "I swear to heaven! If it weren't for Nange's protection, I would have died at the hands of those devils long ago!"

Liu Lu finally erupted with the regal aura of a true tycoon.

"What exactly happened!"

So, Liu Yuan recounted everything: the poisoned paper at her nightclub, Su Nange breaking into Shanghai to capture Sato, the subsequent retaliation from the devils, and finally the battle they planned that night to trap them.

Liu Lu was stunned after hearing this. He hadn't expected such a fierce underground battle to have taken place in Qiantang, and that it involved his own daughter.

Liu Lu's expression finally soured.

He coldly said to Ouyang Chen, who hadn't spoken yet, "Brother Ouyang, your son actually sent people to deal 'flour' in my daughter's venue? And even played such a trick to kill with a borrowed knife?"

"Shouldn't you explain this?"

Now, the other big shots from Shanghai were also a bit dazed.

What? Was all of this actually instigated by the Ouyang Family?

But Ouyang Yunzheng stood up at this moment, "Uncle Liu, everything needs evidence. I sent people to sell that kind of stuff in Yuan's venue? How do you prove it?"

On this point, Liu Yuan really couldn't prove it. Those young punks were coerced through layers of intermediaries; how could they know who they were really taking the fall for?

The Qiantang police had interrogated them for a long time without getting any results. Moreover, the goods they sold did indeed come from the Japanese's venues.

Liu Yuan stared deathly at Ouyang Yunzheng. This damn guy! He was simply too shameless!

Finally, Su Nange squeezed Liu Yuan's trembling fingertips and stepped forward.

He looked perfectly calm.

Not at all blinded by rage.

He chuckled and said, "So today, what do you all want to do?"

Ouyang Yunzheng said with indescribable gloom, "What to do? You must compensate for all the losses caused by you!"

Just as Ouyang Yunzheng finished speaking, he found himself flying backward!

Before he even had time to feel the pain, he was already in mid-air.

Then his whole body crashed heavily onto the ground.

Only then did Ouyang Yunzheng feel like every bone in his body had shattered.

Everyone present couldn't believe the scene before their eyes.

Was this kid crazy? He actually dared to strike in such a setting?!!

Ouyang Yunzheng's bodyguards were about to step forward, but they were forced back by a wave of cold, murderous aura from Su Nange.

This was a killing intent they hadn't even felt from Himura Ryusai.

The people Ouyang Yunzheng brought didn't even have the courage to fight Su Nange.

Ouyang Yunzheng was helped up, his single-lidded eyes filled with fury.

"You arrogant brat! Do you know what you're doing?"

Su Nange didn't even bother to argue with him, saying bluntly, "Young Master Ouyang, you haven't realized one thing. In Qiantang, what capital do you have to be so arrogant?"

"Oh, wait, even in Shanghai, you still have no capital to be arrogant!"

Su Nange stood in the center, and the entire banquet hall was dead silent.

Liu Yuan's eyes were filled with admiration; this man seemed to be radiating light.

Standing not far from Liu Lu, Daofeng saw this and felt his blood boil. These Shanghai guys were simply going too far!

This kid has guts!

Ouyang Yunzheng's mother finally began to scream abuse, "Everyone, look! This brat has finally revealed his violent side, hasn't he?"

"It's someone like this who not only went to Shanghai to cause trouble but now even dares to hit my son."

Ouyang Chen also stepped up, "Boss Liu, this is going too far, isn't it?"

Liu Lu remained largely unruffled from beginning to end. He patted Su Nange's shoulder again and said calmly, "Young man, don't be impulsive."

Everyone thought: That's it?

At this moment, a leader of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce, the man with the side-parted hair from before, chuckled.

He had no choice but to step out and uphold justice.

Head of the Lu family in Shanghai, Lu Jinhong.

If one traced his ancestry, he was a descendant of Lu Shen, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy.

Lu Shen was a prominent figure locally, and rumor had it that the name Lujiazui came from him.

One could imagine how much wealth this Lu Jinhong held today.

The Ouyang Family had brought him along clearly intending to use this powerful dragon to suppress Liu Lu, the 'local snake'.

As a leader of Shanghai, Lu Jinhong naturally had to stand up for his own people. Otherwise, how could everyone respect him as their big brother?

Furthermore, for people like them, as long as there was profit to be made, there was nothing they wouldn't do.

Shanghai possessed the largest shipping port in China.

The annual trade volume through the Japanese was an unimaginable figure.

And Lu Jinhong happened to be the true master of this seaport.

Therefore, in his heart, he did not want to fall out with those Japanese people.

Thus, Lu Jinhong spoke, "Brother Liu, regardless of who is right or wrong here, it's not right for Su Nange to hit someone in public, is it?"

"We aren't afraid of the Japanese making trouble. But as you know, whether national or personal grudges still exist, our current relationship with the Japanese is one of deep interdependence."

"Trying to cut ties would only result in losses for both sides."

"Doesn't your Liu family also export a lot of goods to Japan every year?"

"So, I have a personal suggestion that you can all listen to."

"This matter, after all, was caused by Boss Liu's daughter's little boyfriend. Originally, we just wanted him to go and apologize to the Japanese. I would then mediate in the middle, and the matter would be over."

"But we are all Chinese, and I know that apologizing to the Japanese would damage your Liu family's reputation."

"And since our Shanghai and your Qiantang are neighbors, we should stand together against enemies. We are willing to help you bear the brunt of the Japanese's anger."

"However, over this period, our Shanghai Chamber of Commerce members have indeed suffered significant losses. You don't know, those Japanese samurai are professional death soldiers and extremely difficult to deal with."

"So, what Ouyang Yunzheng said just now was also correct. Since your Liu family is involved in this, you naturally need to show some sincerity."

Lu Jinhong extended a hand with five fingers spread. "Boss Liu, 50 billion shouldn't be a crippling amount for your Liu family, right?"