Chapter 2

In this matter between Fang Yu and Yang Lei at Bright Billboards Room, Yang Lei had originally wrecked the place, and Fang Yu had put Yang Lei into the hospital. Both sides should have been even, but Yan Ziyi and Luo Jiu had always had a good relationship. Yan Ziyi didn’t want their subordinates’ issues to leave enmity, so he set out wine at the Grand Oriental Hotel, inviting Luo Jiu and Fang Yu to eat, so that Yang Lei and Fang Yu could resolve their issues face-to-face.

Yan Ziyi had good intentions, but he overestimated Yang Lei’s tolerance. Since the day Yang Lei had seen Fang Yu’s skills on the streets, he kept thinking of how he would counter Fang Yu’s moves. He repeatedly considered it, thinking long and hard, and became addicted to it. He was a natural fighter. When a natural fighter meets someone who can fight better than him, like when Wu Chi encountered the secret martial arts collection, he could never let them go.

Yan Ziyi and Yang Lei arrived first at the Grand Oriental Hotel.

“Be respectful later!” Yan Ziyi knew Yang Lei’s temper. “Fang Yu became famous before you. No matter how you put it, he’s your senior.”

“Don’t talk nonsense in front of Luo Jiu.”

Yang Lei would still obey Yan Ziyi’s words.

After waiting a while, they still didn’t arrive. Yang Lei rose and went to the restroom. Pushing open the door and entering, he froze.

Someone was at the sink washing his hands. It was Fang Yu.

That day, Luo Jiu had some business and would be late, so he let Fang Yu come over first. Fang Yu first went to the restroom. He didn’t meet Yang Lei at the wine table. They first ran into each other in the restroom.

Yang Lei saw Fang Yu, and slowly walked over, leaning against the wall next to him, with his arms crossed as he stared at Fang Yu.

Because of today’s occasion, Fang Yu was dressed very formally: straight-leg trousers, black suit jacket, and a starch collar white dress shirt inside. From top to bottom, he was clean, fresh, and extremely well put together.

Fang Yu glanced at Yang Lei, without any reaction. He wiped his hands dry and was about to go out.

When he passed by Yang Lei’s side, Yang Lei reached out and grabbed him.

“Hey!”

Yang Lei greeted him, looking to the side, his eyes staring straight at Fang Yu’s face.

“Leaving without a greeting?”

Fang Yu stopped, looking at Yang Lei seriously several times.

“You are?”

Yang Lei reeled and almost lost his footing.

He thought Fang Yu was definitely intentionally messing with him, but Fang Yu really didn’t recognize him. That day when Fang Yu beat Yang Lei up, Yang Lei’s head was already bleeding profusely after being hit with the two bricks, so his face was already beyond recognition. Unlike today, when he was so cleaned up, Fang Yu really didn’t recognize him.

What Yang Lei couldn’t bear the most was to be ignored by his opponent. That was looking down on him. He was angered.

Yang Lei pointed to the gash on his forehead that still hadn’t healed.

“Recognize this?”

“Oh, it’s you.” Fang Yu didn’t recognize him, but he recognized the gash.

“You’re called Fang Yu, right?” The end of Yang Lei’s sentence lilted, his tone provocative.

Yang Lei’s words meant he was actually waiting for Fang Yu to ask for his name. He wanted to properly report his name to Fang Yu, so Fang Yu would remember this name later.

But Fang Yu just didn’t ask. Actually, this was because Fang Yu knew Yang Lei’s name. After he had beaten him up, he knew the one he beat was Yan Ziyi’s subordinate. However, Yang Lei didn’t hear Fang Yu’s question, so he was very unhappy. What made him more unhappy was that Fang Yu easily shook off the hand that Yang Lei had around his arm.

“Is the wound healed?”

Fang Yu asked offhandedly, walking towards the exit. Yang Lei didn’t answer either. He just went up and caught Fang Yu’s wrist with one hand.

The two people didn’t waste words, and they exchanged a few moves with their hands.

Yang Lei’s close-quarters combat was purely militaristic in style; this was related to his family background. Yang Lei was very confident in his close-quarters combat. He wouldn’t easily pull out these techniques, but with Fang Yu, his first moves were his trump cards.

Fang Yu didn’t expect that Yang Lei’s close-quarters combat was truly formidable. Yang Lei held his wrist and used his hand to turn him around. Fang Yu lost balance, and Yang Lei seized the opportunity to hold his wrist – he wanted to do a shoulder throw!

But did Fang Yu lack skills? Fang Yu abruptly half squatted and suddenly did a sweeping kick at Yang Lei’s feet, nearly sweeping Yang Lei to the ground!

In an instant, Fang Yu pushed once, Yang Lei backed up two steps, and Fang Yu also stood by the door.

“Your skills are not bad!”

Fang Yu gave him a compliment, opened the door, and left.

“…”

Yang Lei was aggrieved to the extreme!

That day at the wine table, Yan Ziyi and Luo Jiu had a good time drinking. Yan Ziyi really liked seeing Fang Yu.

Fang Yu started working for Luo Jiu when he was fifteen or sixteen years old. He was famous for his efficiency and cleanness. Fang Yu was tall and thin, with fine features. He liked wearing white dress shirts, and dressed immaculately. He easily left a favorable impression on people; all the neighbors liked him. No one would think that he was a gangdom fighter.

The days when Luo Jiu broke into the world, Fang Yu followed him in fighting many tough battles, so his reputation emerged from that time. Fang Yu’s actions were vicious, firm, and accurate. He moved very quickly and his skills weren’t showy. They were all tough moves for the purpose of subduing and defeating others. Luo Jiu later became a boss of Jianghu. Because of his status, he couldn’t personally display his skills. Fang Yu would go forward, leading others to settle everything for him, and Fang Yu had never let him down.

Fang Yu had followed Luo Jiu many years, never flinching from tough battles large and small. He had been seriously injured for Luo Jiu, and had also seriously injured others. Luo Jiu took him as his blood brother. Now all of the Jianghu gangdom knew fighting with Fang Yu was no different from hitting Luo Jiu’s face.

Yan Ziyi, Liu Luoguo, and the Jianghu bosses who had a good relationship with Luo Jiu also really liked Fang Yu. Sometimes when they invited Luo Jiu to have drinks, they would specially tell him to bring Fang Yu along too.

It could be said that these Jianghu bosses watched Fang Yu grow up. Yan Ziyi always regretted that he lacked such a young person under his own leadership, until he found Yang Lei.

“Yang Lei, drink to your Yu Ge!” Yan Ziyi requested.

“Yu Ge.” Yang Lei’s voice was reluctant.

“After drinking this glass of wine, you two have become friends!”

“It was all a misunderstanding. Don’t mention it. Fang Yu, from now on treat Yang Lei as your own brother.”

The two bosses were in perfect harmony, like a crosstalk performance.

Fang Yu downed the wine in one gulp.

“Yang Lei is an ace.”

Fang Yu’s praise was sincere.

At the dining table, no matter what the others were saying, Yang Lei kept staring at Fang Yu, unceasingly drinking wine.

After separately sending the two drunk bosses off to their own cars and their drivers had driven away, Yang Lei called out to Fang Yu.

“Fang Yu!”

Fang Yu turned around.

“In front of my boss, I called you Yu Ge. You know in your heart, our business is not finished yet.”

“Oh, how do you want to finish it?”

“One-on-one fight, just us two, you and me.”

Yang Lei felt hot and dry all over. He didn’t know if it was because of the alcohol, or the excitement of having an opportunity to fight one-on-one for victory against this gold class fighter.

Fang Yu was annoyed. As mentioned before, the street thugs of this era all dreamed of running into a famous person of Jianghu to fight a battle. If they won by luck, they could become famous overnight. What could make one more famous than being able to defeat the legendary gold class fighter? Fang Yu was the target they could not abandon.

So, Fang Yu would run into similar, frequent challenges almost every month. In Fang Yu’s eyes, these kinds of challenges were the same as little children playing house. Would Fang Yu bother with these?

Fang Yu stared at Yang Lei, mounted the motorcycle, and put on his helmet.

The motorcycle sounded and he left. Fang Yu didn’t even leave a word.

Yang Lei discovered Fang Yu’s other skill besides being able to fight – driving him crazy!