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Chapter 642 Goodbye
Several days later, Zhou You got into a car again.

However, it wasn't the one the mayor was disguising, but rather Yi Jong-un's own prized possession—but the two brothers seem to have similar tastes, both being Hyundai, and even the models and colors are exactly the same.

Sitting in the back seat, Wang Xiaoer became increasingly reserved.

"Zhou, Brother Zhou."

Zhou You looked out the window at the scene of sewage flowing everywhere and garbage scattered all over the place, and replied.

"what happened?"

Wang Xiaoer swallowed hard, glanced at 'Brother Zhang' in front of him—who was now acting as a driver, and there were no other underlings following him—and then lowered his voice and said.

"Brother Zhou, what's your high position in the gang?"

Zhou You smiled and rejected the idea.

"I'm a law-abiding citizen, and there's no way I could have anything to do with these lawbreakers. It's just that I owe them a lot of money, and they're probably not here to collect the debt."

Upon hearing this, before Wang Xiaoer could even reply, Brother Zhang in front of the car spoke up in a panic.

“Master Zhou, please don’t say that. Our boss specifically mentioned that you have already completed the transaction, and the money he lent you has been wiped clean. You don’t owe the gang anything anymore.”

Zhou You poked his head out.

"To be honest, I'm quite curious. Can I ask you something?"

"Um, Mr. Zhou, please feel free to ask me anything."

"Well, it seems your fear of me isn't just because of your gang leader. Do you know something else?"

The car veered sharply, nearly crashing into a nearby house—the homeowner angrily poked his head out, about to yell, but after seeing what it was, he silently retreated.

Brother Zhang responded with a forced smile.

"Master Zhou, I don't quite understand what you're talking about. You probably don't understand our gang leader's methods, that's..."

"—You know I'm the one who destroyed the apartment building, right?"

The conversation abruptly stopped.

Brother Zhang's neck was already covered in cold sweat—but Zhou You's words did not stop.

"This information definitely couldn't have been obtained by you. So where did it leak from? After thinking about it, the only possibility is your gang leader."

Caught between a rock and a hard place, Brother Zhang's lips began to tremble.

To be fair, he was, after all, the boss who managed several blocks. While he might not be second only to the boss, he held a certain position within the gang and was known for his ruthlessness—the number of people who had died at his hands was countless.

However, at this moment, he didn't dare to say a single word.

He was faced with his own gang leader, who could be described as a monster, and a monster capable of destroying a danger zone. He couldn't afford to offend either of them, so he could only keep his mouth shut and remain silent.

Zhou You sat behind him, gazing at him with calm eyes.

It wasn't until Brother Zhang could barely hold the steering wheel that someone finally spoke.

"Forget it, it probably isn't him. He might know the news, but leaking it wouldn't do him any good. Even though he's crazy, he still has some sense."

Upon hearing this, Brother Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and then quickly said...

"Yes, yes, our boss is definitely not the kind of person who talks too much. I can guarantee it with my life."

Zhou You ignored his stammering explanation and closed his eyes.

—To be honest, he felt like he was caught in a vortex, and in terms of danger, the underground was no less dangerous than the surface—yet he had no idea where the conspiracy was.
Fortunately, compared to when I first arrived, I now finally have some strength to fight back.
Before long, the car arrived in front of the bar.

It seems that Ijon is quite fond of this place. After taking it, he moved his sphere of influence here. The entire bar was renovated, and the surrounding residential buildings were also demolished. Of course, there was no relocation compensation.

At that moment, two rows of people were already standing behind the door. As Zhou You got off the bus, they all bowed 90 degrees and shouted loudly.

"Welcome, Master Zhou!"

"."

Pointing silently ahead, Zhou You looked at Brother Zhang.

Brother Zhang, however, bent over and laughed.

"Um, we were a bit too rude to you last time you came, so we'd like to make it up to you."

"Was this ordered by your gang leader?"

“That’s right, our leader said this is the highest form of welcome in the old days.”

"Did your idiot learn etiquette from Japanese gangster movies?"

Zhou You was speechless, while Wang Xiaoer huddled behind him, his face full of anticipation.

"Wow, that's really something."

"You're kidding me, aren't you ashamed?"

Zhou You gave the kid a light tap on the head and waved his hand impatiently.

"Let them withdraw. Wherever Ijon is, just take us there."

"Mr. Zhou, you don't like it? Ah, it's alright, I'll have them leave now—the boss has been enjoying listening to music in the inner room lately, I'll take you there now."

Brother Zhang quickly waved away the rabble and then led Zhou You into the house.

The previous wine cabinet is no longer visible. The entire front hall has been opened up, and several paths lead to the core rooms behind it.

Brother Zhang led them straight down a road—but just then, a voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Wait!"

Despite Izhon's formidable power, who would dare to block his way?

Zhou You looked up, but to his surprise, Brother Zhang had already hurriedly bent down.

"Dr. Xu, what made you decide to come out today?"

A familiar, robust voice replied.

"I'm not your prisoner. Do I need your permission to come out for some fresh air?"

Apart from standing up for himself when facing the underlings earlier, Brother Zhang's status has been steadily declining today—but there's nothing he can do about it, since he can't afford to offend any of these guys, so he can only nod and bow.

"No, no, Dr. Xu, I didn't mean that. It's just that you've recently found a new girl, and I was thinking of you."

"Oh, we're tired of that. Besides, the bone shape isn't very good. You should find some time to bury it back."

After saying that, the man looked at Zhou You again.

—Needless to say, this is the same 'bone fetishist' who treated him before.

The short, stout man swayed over, stared at Zhou You for a few seconds, then suddenly squatted down and rolled up his trouser leg!
"Dr. Xu!"

"What do you want to do!"

Zhang Laoda's exclamation and Wang Xiaoer's rebuke rang out at the same time, but Zhou You, who was involved, waved his hand to quiet them down.

A moment later, the short, fat man suddenly raised his head.

"Have you found another successor?"

".What's the meaning?"

The short, fat man said without any politeness.

"I've seen your injury. Normally, it's impossible to heal unless there's a specialist who has inherited that skill. Who did you go to?"

Zhou You just smiled.

"Well, I just found some special medicine in the wasteland, it worked after one use."

"You're talking utter bullshit!" the short, fat man cursed on the spot.

"If there were such convenient medicine in the wasteland, I'd eat it upside down. No, I mean, if there were such easily accessible medicine, I'd eat shit upside down, okay? Who exactly cured you?"

Zhou You smiled but said nothing.

After waiting for quite a while, unexpectedly, the short, fat man actually let go of his clothes.

"Fine, don't tell me then. I'm not planning on staying here anyway. I just wanted to give you a friendly reminder before I leave."

Upon hearing this, Zhou You hadn't even reacted when the man surnamed Zhang next to him immediately became shocked.

"Dr. Xu, why are you leaving all of a sudden?"

The short, fat man rolled his eyes at him.

"If I want to leave, I will. What, you want to interfere?"

Brother Zhang was so anxious he was jumping up and down.

"No, you're the most skilled doctor here. You're leaving? Please wait a moment, I'll go find the boss and ask him..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was spat back at.

“Your boss has no say in my affairs—and I already told him about this. There are transfers at the Medical Association; if he has any problems, he can contact them!”

As if a pause button had been pressed, Brother Zhang froze instantly.

Zhou You nudged Wang Xiaoer next to him.

"Kid, what's this Physicians' Association?"

Wang Xiaoer looked at him with considerable curiosity—as if he were a wild man who had run out of the mountains—but still spoke.

"The Physicians' Association is an organization that originated from Paradise. No matter who you are, if you are engaged in practicing medicine, you must register with them and obey their orders."

"Um, what if I don't register?"

"Then you're considered an unlicensed doctor. Not only will you not receive any medical supplies, but if things get out of hand, you'll be strangled as a heretic."

"I see."

Zhou You nodded—it seemed that this park was not only a refuge, but also operated many monopolistic organizations.

Meanwhile, the short, fat man had already dusted himself off and was about to go back inside to pack his bags—but as he passed Zhou You, he still said something.

"Hey you, you seem like a decent person, but let me give you a heads-up—the Physicians' Association's transfer order means this place is probably going to be in big trouble. If you can run, run as fast as you can to avoid getting involved."

Zhou You neither agreed nor disagreed, but replied with his usual polite smile.

"I appreciate Dr. Xu's kindness, please take care on your journey."

The short, fat man snorted and left.

Seeing that Brother Zhang was still standing there, Zhou You lightly kicked him.

"What are you standing there for? Weren't you going to take me to see your older brother? Lead the way."

Only then did Brother Zhang realize what had happened. He stared in the direction the short, fat man had left, and after a long while, he stomped his foot hard.

"Oh, what's going on here? No, no, I wasn't talking about you, Mr. Zhou. You can just come with me."

Ijon Un was still in that room.

Compared to before, this place has been expanded a lot, and several surrounding walls have been knocked down, turning it into a place similar to a disco.

However, in the neon lights, only Ijonun was sitting there.

Upon seeing Zhou You enter, he turned off the stereo that was playing rock music, and then, with an excited voice, laughed loudly and said...

"Brother Zhou, long time no see! How have you been? And how's the welcoming party I arranged for you at the door?"

Zhou You also said with a smile.

"Thanks to you, Brother Yi, I'm doing alright. So much so that all I can say at the door is, Brother Yi, you should watch less of that cringeworthy stuff. It's bad for your IQ."

"Chuunibyou? What's that?"

Ijon scratched his head, then gave up on the matter and laughed exaggeratedly.

"Fine, I'll do as you say. I'll destroy that batch of discs in a few days. But before we get down to business, I have something else to take care of."

He waved, and Brother Zhang next to him scurried over.

"Boss, what are your orders?"

Ijonun said to him kindly.

"It's nothing, but I remember I just told you to take good care of Mr. Zhou when you came over, and I specifically reminded you to be polite. But I heard you seem to have some other opinions about it?"

Boss Zhang's smile froze instantly, but he was a sensible man and immediately begged for mercy.

"Boss, how could I dare? I was just following your orders. It just so happened that there was some idiot over there who didn't get the message. When I got there, I immediately apprehended him and is sending him to the dungeon now. As long as you give the word, I can bring him over right away."

"is it?"

Ijonun remained noncommittal, then glanced at Zhou You.

"So, Brother Zhou, what do you think of his work?"

Zhou You shrugged and replied.

"They were very respectful and didn't offend anyone the whole way."

These words were like a pardon, instantly putting Brother Zhang at ease, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Ibrahim patted him on the back.

"Since Brother Zhou says it's no problem, then I will..."

However, the next moment.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out!
Zhang Laoda still had that look of relief, but right there on his temple was a bloody hole, from which blood mixed with brain matter flowed out. He didn't even struggle before collapsing to the ground and starting to twitch uncontrollably.

After a few dozen seconds, even the twitching gradually stopped.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoer let out a sharp scream—but he immediately covered his mouth tightly, forcing himself not to make a sound.

However, Ijon also noticed him.

The madman put down his gun and then said with a grin.

"A new face. Is this your sister?"

"What kind of eyesight do you have? This is a boy, okay?"

Even when Yi Zheng'en suddenly killed one of his subordinates, Zhou You showed no surprise whatsoever. He casually pulled out a chair and sat down, also shielding Wang Xiao'er behind him.

"—I found this in the wasteland; it helped me a lot, so I kept it with me."

"Really?" Yi Zheng'en raised an eyebrow, but immediately turned his attention back to the corpse—the man said animatedly, "Well, it doesn't matter—by the way, Brother Zhou, did you see that scene just now? Especially that moment when this guy went from relief to astonishment and disbelief. It was absolutely stunning! It's a pity I didn't have a camera with me, otherwise I would have just taken a picture."

Ignoring his erratic behavior, Zhou You tapped the table next to him.

"You can talk about your hobbies later. I have a few questions for you."

The words were utterly impolite, but Yi Jong-un, that pervert, never cared about manners. He shook his head and then asked.

"what is the problem."

"It's very simple—I'd like to ask Brother Yi, are you plotting against me?"

(End of this chapter)