Chapter 588 19th Birthday Plan

"Grab your weapons!" Cao Shuang hissed menacingly. He picked up an empty wine bottle from the table and smashed it on the table, making a crisp cracking sound. The sharp shards of glass gleamed eerily in the dim light.

Liang Jingfeng and Finger turned their heads and stared wide-eyed. How could this guy be so skilled?
The boys who stood up also picked up their bottles and came over. They squeezed through the crowd and stood in front of the other six people along with Cao Shuang. Lu Yuanqiu's side had more than twenty people, most of whom were young and strong boys, while the other side only had fifteen people. After the comparison, their momentum immediately weakened.

"Hello, 110..." The barbecue stall owner hurriedly ran into the house while making a phone call, hiding behind the glass door to observe the scene outside.

Bai Qingxia gripped Lu Yuanqiu's arm tightly, looking nervous; it was the first time she had ever witnessed such a scene.

"It's alright, there are plenty of us," Lu Yuanqiu said softly, trying to comfort her.

The standoff lasted for about ten seconds. After a moment's thought, Fingel shouted, "Are you looking for me?"

The young man wearing the cross looked at him but didn't respond. He gripped the steel pipe in his hand tightly, hesitating whether he should step forward.

After Fingel's reminder, Lu Yuanqiu thought of Zhang Yibin's matter. He finally remembered why the man wearing the cross looked familiar. He had met him two months ago when he went to see Sister Li. At that time, the man was sitting in a van and the two of them made eye contact, so Lu Yuanqiu remembered him.

It seems this person was also waiting for Sister Li before.

Were they hired by Bai Xi? Or were they simply Zhang Yibin's henchmen sent to seek revenge?

Lu Yuanqiu actually leaned more towards the latter, since Zhang Zhisheng couldn't possibly be so brainless as to do something that would bring him no benefit whatsoever.

What a bunch of incompetent teammates! Just to vent their anger? Don't they consider the consequences? Lu Yuanqiu stared at the steel pipes in their hands, utterly bewildered.

To prevent these people from recklessly charging forward, Lu Yuanqiu put pressure on them, saying, "We've already called the police. Do you want to continue this stalemate?"

Cao Shuang led the crowd forward a step. He knew what to do in this situation: he had to overwhelm them with his momentum. He didn't want to fight; Cao Shuang was no longer the reckless person he used to be.

Seeing the twenty or so men approaching with bottles in hand, the young man wearing the cross gritted his teeth and took a step back with the men behind him. Only five of them had sticks, and they knew they would not come out on top if a fight broke out.

"You just wait!" The young man wearing the cross pointed a steel pipe at Fingel, uttered a harsh threat, and then turned and ran wildly towards the alley entrance with his companion.

Seeing this, Lu Yuanqiu breathed a sigh of relief. Even if he won in a real fight, there would be no benefit for him.

He turned to look at Bai Qingxia, patted her head as a gesture of comfort. Bai Qingxia's chest heaved as she looked at him with lingering fear. Lu Yuanqiu reassured her again, "It's alright."

He pulled Bai Qingxia back to the barbecue stall and sat her down, while saying to the other boys, "Thank you all for this time. Hurry up and put all the bottles back."

Everyone immediately did as instructed and returned to their seats, sitting down obediently.

“So it really was looking for me.” Fingel said, frowning. Seeing this, Liang Jingfeng silently handed him a bottle of beer, which Fingel took and gulped down.

Zheng Yifeng: "Saving people is the right thing to do. Don't worry, senior, this matter will be resolved."

“Yes.” Fingel nodded, his expression firm as he murmured, “I’ve always felt I was right. That was the most glorious moment of my life, even happier than getting into Zhuhai University. I won’t regret it, I will never regret it.”

He finished speaking and took another swig of beer.

Lu Yuanqiu looked at the person in front of him and said, "I'm going to make a phone call."

As soon as he stood up, Bai Qingxia quickly followed suit, grabbing his arms with both hands. Lu Yuanqiu was taken aback, then forced a smile at her and pulled her to the side.

He dialed his third uncle's number and told him about what happened tonight and the situation of Sister Li being cornered earlier.

Not long after, the police siren sounded at the entrance of the alley, and the police from Baoyuan District Police Station arrived.

Lu Yuanqiu and the others went to the police station in a police car. Chief Song personally received them, took a few simple statements, asked about the physical characteristics of the young man who was the ringleader, and then told everyone to go home. Lu Yuanqiu walked at the back and asked Chief Song, "Uncle Song, did my third uncle say how to handle this?" "Mr. Lu said that we must catch the person. Zhang Li is a person who has performed meritorious service, and her personal safety cannot be threatened. According to the information you gave us, it should not be difficult to find that person."

After saying that, Old Song smiled and patted Lu Yuanqiu on the shoulder: "Don't worry, your friend is the same, he'll be fine."

Lu Yuanqiu nodded.

Under the pitch-black, starless night sky, seven people stood outside the police station. Lu Yuanqiu, with his hands in his pockets, turned around and looked at the other six, and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Why are you all so tense?"

Liang Jingfeng was completely sober now. He hesitated and pointed behind him: "That bald uncle from earlier, his epaulets..."

Lu Yuanqiu: "He is a good friend of my uncle."

"I didn't realize, Lu Yuanqiu, that you had this kind of family connection," Liang Jingfeng said in surprise.

Lu Yuanqiu ignored him and said to Fingel, "What should we do, senior? Why don't you two stay in a hotel tonight?"

Cao Shuang: "Stay at my place."

"Forget about you, your mother is still sick." Lu Yuanqiu rejected his suggestion.

Zheng Yifeng: "Stay at my place."

Zhong Jincheng shook his head: "You should stay at my place. It's just me and my dad there."

Zheng Yifeng shrugged, not arguing, after all, he had a younger brother.

Lu Yuanqiu scoffed, "I didn't expect there to be such a show before the start of the semester. So, Young Master Liang, could you please stop planting flags all the time? It's dangerous."

“Did I say something wrong? Our band must—” He was halfway through his sentence when Fingel immediately covered his mouth and yelled, “You son of a bitch, do you even want us to survive tonight?!”

Bai Qingxia smiled at the sight, her tense mood seemingly easing considerably. Cao Shuang noticed an uncle in a hat standing at the entrance of the police station, so she took out her phone and walked over, saying, "Uncle, could you please take a picture of us?"

"You guys, are you going to keep this as a souvenir?" Uncle Hat laughed, but also took the phone.

Cao Shuang put his hands together in thanks and stepped back to help the other six people stand in a row on the steps.

"What's so interesting about filming this?" Zhong Jincheng complained, but his body language betrayed him. He slowly raised a peace sign and grinned at the camera.

Fingel continued to cover Liang Jingfeng's mouth.

Zheng Yifeng stood beside Lu Yuanqiu, looking calmly at the camera.

Lu Yuanqiu happily put his arm around Bai Qingxia's shoulder and made a peace sign on her shoulder.

Cao Shuang squatted in front of the six people, leaned back, opened his arms, and smiled brightly.

"Crack!"

With the click of the shutter, Bai Qingxia let out a sigh of relief.

She almost thought her 19th birthday plans were going to be thwarted.

Fortunately, the plan proceeded as scheduled.

(End of this chapter)

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