The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 99 Mission: "Honglian Tour"?
We first found a restaurant to have dinner together.

Then, Zhang Wuyong took everyone to take several taxis and headed to Honglian Nightclub together.

The name of the Honglian Nightclub alone sounds like the style of Hong Kong gangs.

But in fact, there are only two bosses, one of them has the word "Hong" in his name, and the other has the word "Lian" in his name.

Of course, if you say that there is no way to open a store like this, that is impossible.

But if you really want to call them gangsters, they themselves are afraid!
It's location is a bit remote, away from the city center.

Zhang Wuyong, Qian Shu and others got out of the car and walked towards the magnificent club in front.

The reason why it looks magnificent is that there are many neon lights hanging, which makes it look grand.

One has to admit that during the time when he was a "school bully", Zhang Wuyong did see and understand a lot.

He is not as blind and impulsive as other gangsters. He sees a lot and naturally understands the tricks.

The system made a "ding" sound at this time.

This system has been very diligent these two days.

Zhang Wuyong took a quick look.

[It has been detected that the host is approaching the Demon Sect's hidden base, "Honglian," with numerous disciples of the righteous immortal sect. Please do your utmost to conceal your identity and never let anyone suspect you of being a member of the Demon Sect.]

[Ask "Honglian Tour": Leave the Demon Sect base safely without causing the disciples to suspect the host of a hidden demonic identity. Complete the mission and receive 500 points! Receive a purple card.]

A strange mission!
But considering that I have 500 points and a purple card, I accepted it reluctantly.

Anyway, I am not a member of the magic sect, so how did they discover my identity as a disciple of the magic sect?

Leading these students, they boarded the Honglian together. A beautiful woman dressed in gorgeous clothes with red satin hanging diagonally bowed and asked, "Excuse me, how many bags are there?"

Zhang Wuyong said, "I have an appointment with your boss Huo. My name is Zhang Wuyong, and he..."

"It's Big Fist!" Another beautiful woman behind the bar stood up. "Our boss specifically told you all to be top students who just took the college entrance exam this year. He's specially reserved the 'Red Lotus Nightlight' VIP room for you, symbolizing continuous advancement. Please come in."

Another beautiful woman wearing red satin led them inside.

The other boys around Zhang Wuyong all praised him and felt that Zhang Wuyong was indeed very prestigious here.

Zhang Wuyong really wanted to roll his eyes.

He wanted to say that you are focusing on the wrong point.

What you should praise is not my face, but the business methods of the boss here.

He is able to give people face as much as possible, so his business is so big.

In addition, although this place looks grand and elegant, in fact, due to its remote location and average location, the consumption is not as high as you might imagine.

This is also the main reason why the business is good.

Otherwise, do you think those guys who hang out outside every day can afford to spend money here?
Before entering the box, a group of guys who usually hang out together happened to come over from the opposite side.

One of them looked up and suddenly saw Zhang Wuyong. His eyes widened at first, and then he shouted, "Hey! Big Fist Brother, you're here too?"

Someone nearby asked, "Dao Zhang! Who is this..."

Dao Zhang said, "You don't know Big Fist, the man who beat up more than ten people on Taibao Street and made our brother Hao quit his business since then?"

Those gangsters heard it.

It turns out that he is a big boxer who can fight more than ten people?
How could this be? They all shouted, "Hello, Big Fist Brother!" "Big Fist Brother, I'm Aqiang, please take care of me in the future." "Big Fist Brother, I'm Hu Biao, from now on, if you have any instructions, just call me."

Zhang Wuyong is a bit annoying!
Looking at Qian Shu and others around him, they were staring at him with suspicious eyes.

The system taskbar in front of me popped up automatically, frantically prompting warnings.

He quickly said, "What do you mean by concern? I've quit my job a long time ago. Get out of the way."

Those hooligans quickly made way: "Goodbye, Brother Daquan!" "Why don't you make way for Brother Daquan and his brothers?" Zhang Wuyong had a stern face, feeling a little socially doomed.

He really hasn't been a school bully for many years!
Qian Shu and others followed him and walked away from these gangsters, feeling particularly majestic.

Finally, we entered the Red Lotus Luminous Box, which represents "prosperity".

Everyone sat down, and some boys shouted that they had finally relaxed and must drink.

Zhang Wuyong knew the place better and helped everyone order wine and some relatively cheap food.

"So he's a big puncher who can fight more than ten people?" Qian Shu knew Zhang Wuyong better and joked, "Excuse me, my disrespect!"

The other boys couldn't help but ask, "Zhang Wuyong, did you really beat more than ten people by yourself?" "We all know that you beat three people by yourself in junior high school, but when did you beat more than ten people by yourself?" "Holy crap! You're even better than Ip Man!"

Zhang Wuyong was annoyed: "Don't listen to their nonsense. One man against ten? Do you really think I know Kung Fu?!"

Qian Shu patted his arm and said, "Don't say that! I really think you've been getting stronger this semester! I absolutely believe you when you said you were secretly practicing."

"If you put it that way, I think he seems to be stronger."

"That's not right. We all study every day. Why do we become weaker the more we study, while he becomes stronger?"

Zhang Wuyong couldn't help but think, is it because he put four boxes of Lingguangsha next to him every night and meditate?

Not wanting to arouse their suspicion, he quickly said, "That's because, every night..."

"I know, I know. So it's because you've been secretly practicing martial arts every night?"

"No wonder he's getting stronger and stronger. He can beat more than ten people at once."

"We were reckless in calling you Zhang Daquan earlier! Come on, Big Fist Brother, let's toast to you."

Zhang Wuyong said: "What I meant was that I go running every night for exercise, not for martial arts practice."

Someone whispered, "Do you think it's possible that Zhang Wuyong practices some unspeakable martial arts with the neighbor's school beauty every night, like the old man pushing a cart or something like that?

"So the more you practice, the stronger you get, and the better your grades get?"

Zhang Wuyong wanted to say, do you think Tongtong and I are practicing some magic skills of the Hehuan Sect?

As a result, I saw these people thinking for a moment and then nodding.

The system taskbar is popping up warning bars like crazy, and it's almost like Zhang Wuyong in Dynasty Warriors controlling a patched Xiao Qiao, frantically typing away on the keyboard to kill everyone.

I quickly explained, "After all, you are high school students and educated people. You read so many books..."

The students shouted, "Stop! Stop talking about studying."

"We're not high school students tonight, and we won't be anymore."

"I tell you, if we go to Gaozhong and study again tonight, even if you can beat ten of us, Zhang Wuyong, we will still fight you."

"Damn it! I finally finished my exams and just wanted to have a good drink, and someone actually mentioned studying to me."

Zhang Wuyong: “…”

Indeed, you are right, I was rude!

Just at this moment, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Some people nearby had already started drinking and singing. He looked over and saw that it was Tongtong calling, so he went outside to answer the phone.

"Hello? Tongtong, what's wrong?"

A weak female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Wuyong, um... can I dye my hair?"

Zhang Wuyong was startled: "What?"

(End of this chapter)