Chapter 742 Indeed It's Him

land which was already within reach.Six months had passed since his last departure from China. Before his eyes flashed images of smiling faces, and on his face was a look of reminiscence.Are you all o...Chapter 742 He Really Is Him

In a Chinese restaurant in Philadelphia's Chinatown, Wang Zheng and Hunter were sitting face to face at the table, while Su Wanwan slowly sat down beside Wang Zheng.

"I say Tyrant King, it’s been so long since you came to America once. You're too unreasonable," said the man with the codename Hunter: "When you come, you should drink heartily, otherwise I won't let you off."

Though he was a scholar, in his bones he had chivalrous righteousness and passionate valor.

"I still prefer Chinese food," Wang Zheng said as he picked up some dishes: "Do you think I want to come I also wish to leave aside all the nonsense back home and go to Miami's beaches to enjoy myself. The girls there are too fiery; they’re sunbathing without any clothes on."

"Cough cough," Su Wanwan beside him stifled a couple of coughs, Wang Zheng’s bold words made her face turn slightly red, the delicate bashfulness making Hunter sitting opposite her pause for a moment.

“Sorry, I forgot there was a beauty here.” Wang Zheng chuckled and said.

"Where did you pick up this girl A beautiful flower like her, how could she end up with someone as inferior as you" The real name of Hunter was Zhang Xuan, his English name was Mixter, hence the nickname. Seeing Su Wanwan’s slightly embarrassed look, he glanced at Wang Zheng and then chuckled meaningfully.

"How is it picking her up I’m still a fine specimen," Wang Zheng glared at Zhang Xuan and then began to eat silently.

“For how long have you two been dating” Zhang Xuan asked Su Wanwan. It seemed he was deliberately trying to tease her.

"We haven't even started talking yet." Su Wanwan's face was already red, and she lifted her head to try not to appear too awkward.

Zhang Xuan said, "The Tyrant King has had a hard life; he also suffered his share of hardships. I got along well with him after our first fight when we came to America together, and slept on the floor at my place back then. To become what he is now is truly rare. Such men are few and far between. You should cherish him."

Su Wanwan's voice was like a mosquito buzzing; she quietly replied with an "um" that was so faint even she couldn't hear it.

"Come on, stuff your mouth now and stop talking nonsense." Wang Zheng tore off a chicken leg and stuffed it into Zhang Xuan’s mouth. The rapport between the two seemed to be quite good indeed.

After finishing their meal, Wang Zheng and Su Wanwan walked ahead while Zhang Xuan followed behind them; they were preparing to send Su Wanwan back to school.

Qiao Shanming was thoroughly tormented, his soul agonizingly suffering. For the short term, he shouldn't be harassing Su Wanwan again. In fact, Wang Zheng wasn’t worried about him at all—Su Family’s patriarch would surely have arranged elite bodyguards around her already.

Wang Zheng had even noticed that there were always two or three people keeping a distance from Su Wanwan, with a mild hostility towards him. Clearly, the nerve of these individuals was rattled when Miss Su was taken away by Wang Zheng and encountered danger; they would be unable to atone for their sins if anything happened to Su Wanwan.

"Goodbye, this is really goodbye," said Wang Zheng gently patting Su Wanwan's shoulder with a smile.

"Okay, we’ll meet in China next time. Then I have to treat you to coffee." Su Wanwan’s words were filled with deeper meaning.

"Sure sounds good, I'll even ask your two brothers along," Wang Zheng laughed heartily: "We won’t just drink coffee; we need to eat hot pot mutton too."

"Alright, you should also be careful."

At this moment, no one could understand the complexity of Su Wanan's feelings. She still had to eat hot pot lamb with her two brothers, and by then it would likely turn into a feast with hidden dangers.

When Su Wanan went upstairs, Wang Zheng and Zhang Xuan were preparing to leave campus but were unexpectedly stopped by several people.

"What do you want" Wang Zheng easily recognized that these few people were those who had just been loitering around Su Wanan.

“Our master wants to invite you for a meal.” A man in black suit said.

Hearing this, Wang Zheng raised an amused corner of his lips: "Oh, the main character is here He can't wait even though I just arrived in America Well then, old hunter, we're going to have another free meal today."

"I will shamelessly join you for a meal," Zhang Xuan said with a cheerful smile. As long as he had alcohol and fights, he was satisfied; Dr. Cold Blood was actually quite unrestrained.

“Our master only invited you, not him.”

“Then I won't go,” Wang Zheng said: “We can just find somewhere to have a good time, why bother with your Su family's feast of hidden dangers Do you really think I'm cheap”

Saying this, Wang Zheng wrapped his arm around Zhang Xuan and turned to leave. They looked like a pair of close friends.

The man in the suit appeared hesitant and consulted someone on his phone before quickly catching up to Wang Zheng, saying: "Our master said that you two should come with us."

"No." Wang Zheng said disdainfully. "I've changed my mind. I can't guarantee there won't be any danger if I go, and such risky activities aren't worth it for me."

Wang Zheng knew this must be one of Su Tianran's men, but the current Su Tianran wasn't the same as before; since he had brazenly revealed his fangs without reservation, Wang Zheng needed to prepare himself for a full confrontation. This banquet might already have been set up with an ambush, and whether he went or not, Su Tianran would keep a close eye on him.

"You must come," the black-suited man blocked Wang Zheng and Zhang Xuan, his expression cold and arrogant: "Few dare to refuse my master's invitation; you shouldn't overstep your bounds."

"Who's overstepping their bounds" Despite Zhang Xuan’s refined demeanor, he didn’t tolerate such insolence. He stepped forward, grabbed the collar of the black-suited man and pulled him close: "Tell your boss to clean up at home, take a shower, shave; we’ll be there in a few days to collect his body."

"You... do you want to die" The black-suit man felt humiliated when he was grabbed by the collar and reached for his gun. His companions also closed in.

Zhang Xuan held him by the collar with one hand, while the other locked onto his wrist; a push and pull resulted in a snap as the man’s wrist broke!

"None of you move!" Zhang Xuan stopped the others from reaching for their guns: "This is America, not China. You can't act recklessly here; causing a big commotion isn’t good for anyone."

Wang Zheng remained standing in place with a faint smile, indeed he didn’t need to resort to force against these people who weren’t worth his efforts. He had the ability to take down everyone within a second.

At this moment, a Mercedes-Benz sped towards them, performing a drift and stopping just before Wang Zheng. The window rolled down, revealing Su Tianran’s face.on with her hands naturally hanging down. Now there was nothing that could block Wang Zheng's line of sight anymore.The lush little valley, the two playful dots of rosy red standing upright—all were d...