Chapter 247 — Learning Martial Arts on the Mountain
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"Yes, that's what I'm thinking. I've decided to go back and have a talk with him!" Zhong Yongliang made no secret of it. "Nailgun has been with me for years, and I know the man—especially after what happened this time, when we helped his family through their crisis. So if I send him, there shouldn't be any problem!"
"All right, then go back and talk to him!" Zhong Fabai was tempted too. If his son could have a top-tier late Yellow Rank expert—or someone even stronger—at his side, then the Zhong family would no longer have to survive in Songshan City on the Jin family's charity... nor be constantly hemmed in by his own brother-in-law.
When that day came, with a capable man at their disposal, the Zhong family would have a voice in high society as well... At this thought, Zhong Fabai suddenly felt a surge of anticipation. His son had actually done one clever thing—he had won over the hearts of his subordinates and cultivated an absolutely loyal confidant!
If Black Panther was Zhong Fabai's confidant, then Zhang Naipao was Zhong Yongliang's! Had Black Panther not been his confidant, he would never have told him so many secrets.
After obtaining the map of Chunxing Mountain, Zhong Fabai sent Zhong Yongliang back to school, leaving only the lawyer behind to study how Black Panther's sentence might be reduced. Still, Black Panther had injured the police and fled—his punishment would not be light, surely.
On the way to visit Brother Black Panther, Zhong Yongliang had worn a face full of gloom, but on the road back to school, his face was all joy and excitement! So long as he followed Brother Black Panther's advice and sent Zhang Naipao up the mountain to learn martial arts, then once the training was done, Wei Zhao would be nothing to fear. Then he would deal Wei Zhao a single fatal blow—ha ha, what a satisfying thing that would be!
Just thinking about it set his blood racing! Helping Zhang Naipao's family was the most correct thing he had ever done! Earlier, Zhong Yongliang had been somewhat reluctant to help Zhang Naipao, afraid he would get no corresponding return. But now—this was simply too good a bargain!
The moment he got back to school, Zhong Yongliang called Zhang Naipao out of the classroom. "Nailgun, come out with me a moment. I have something to discuss with you!"
"Brother Liang!" Zhang Naipao had lately grown ever more respectful toward Zhong Yongliang. Zhong Yongliang had not only given his family seven hundred thousand to clear their debts, but had given three hundred thousand more so his father could restart his business—Zhang Naipao was profoundly grateful!
If not for Zhong Yongliang, his family would have been finished. His father might have been driven to suicide, his younger brother would have been forced into selling a kidney, and could he and his mother have gone on living?
But Zhong Yongliang had helped his family turn everything around, so Zhang Naipao thanked his leader from the bottom of his heart. He felt he had truly not followed Zhong Yongliang in vain.
The moment Zhong Yongliang called him, he hurried after him out of the classroom. "Brother Liang, what did you want to see me about?"
"Gunzi, take a walk with me!" Zhong Yongliang did not state his purpose directly, but led Zhang Naipao off in the direction of the restrooms.
It was nearly time for the first class of the afternoon. The washrooms in the senior-year corridor were basically empty by now, save for a few delinquent students smoking in the men's room.
Zhong Yongliang frowned at the sight of them, but Zhang Naipao understood at once. He swaggered in, shoulders squared. "Clear out, clear out, everybody out—Brother Liang needs the toilet!"