Chapter 11 - Chapter 11

Zhou Peng refused. He refused very simply. No one would have thought that he would refuse, and it was the clan leader who invited him in person. Even Zhou Zhantian was secretly surprised. There was someone in the Zhou family who dared to refuse him! Where was the dignity of the clan leader? However, Zhou Zhantian was not angry and did not force him anymore. Zhou Peng was now a very important existence for the Zhou family. Just the fact that he could resist Zhou Xiangtian's attack was enough to make him proud. There are probably very few young people in Qinghe City who can resist a big move at the peak of the Gathering Spirit Realm. Even Xiao Rufeng, the number one genius, can hardly do it. The news that Zhou Peng defeated Zhou Kun with one move on the martial arts training ground and resisted Zhou Xiangtian's Shadowless Magic spread very quickly. In half a day, the whole Qinghe City knew about it. It seemed like a very ordinary fight, but in fact, there were undercurrents. The rise of a genius is destined to attract the attention of many people. Especially a genius who dares to refuse Zhou Zhantian will attract the key attention of other families. Is there something hidden behind the refusal, or does Zhou Peng want to take revenge on the Zhou family for the hatred he has accumulated over the years? It is puzzling and worthy of deep thought. This has also become an opportunity. This opportunity is like throwing a small stone into a calm lake, causing slight ripples, but no one can ignore it. Maybe it will turn into a huge wave in the future. In the morning, Zhou Peng and Meng Lei returned to the Furong Restaurant. In the backyard of the Furong Restaurant. Zhang Dafu was sweating all over his head, kneeling on the ground, his body trembling constantly, extremely frightened. He already knew what had happened on the martial arts training ground in the morning. At that time, he was almost scared to pee his pants. In the past few months, he had tortured and scolded them both desperately. Now the situation has changed, and he has received his just deserts. Zhou Peng was sitting on the millstone, with a withered grass in his mouth, looking at Zhang Dafu with ridicule. A feeling of a petty person having achieved success rose in his heart. He had never regarded himself as a gentleman. Occasionally, he would act like a petty person. For example, now, seeing Zhang Dafu nodding and bowing to him, he felt very happy. The hardships and sufferings he had endured in the past also came to his mind. Zhou Peng winked at Meng Lei. Meng Lei understood and walked to Zhang Dafu, reaching out and slapping him. "Slap" With a loud slap, Zhang Dafu saw stars. He didn't dare to resist with (qigong). If he resisted, it might not be just a slap. After slapping, Meng Lei smiled stupidly. His first wish had come true. Zhou Peng also came over, helped Zhang Dafu up, and said, "I've forgotten what happened before. You know what to do in the future." "Yes, yes..." Zhang Dafu bowed, nodding and bowing, not daring to look at Zhou Peng at all. "Nothing else for you. Go and do your work." "Well, Young Master Zhou, then I'll go and do my work." Zhang Dafu left faster than he ran, very panicked in his heart. He was just a servant of the Zhou family, just helping to manage some properties. Now that Zhou Peng has recovered his strength, his status is naturally much higher than his. With just one word from him, the Zhou family will soon expel him from Qinghe City or even sentence him to death. "Young master, just let him go like this? He treated us like that before..." "Forget it. There's no need to argue with a servant. Everyone has difficulties in life." "Young master, what should we do next? Zhou Xiangtian will definitely not let us go easily. Why don't we leave Qinghe City?" Zhou Peng narrowed his eyes. Thinking of Zhou Xiangtian's angry eyes on the martial arts training ground, he pondered for a moment and said, "Fatty, we will leave Qinghe City, but not now." Of course, he couldn't leave. How could he be willing to leave without defeating Zhou Xiangtian, the BOSS? In the game, how can you not kill the BOSS when you see it? What's the point of playing the game without killing the BOSS? Zhou Peng is not Zhou Xiangtian's opponent now. To kill this BOSS, he needs to be stronger. But this BOSS will die in his hands sooner or later. How can he be worthy of himself if he doesn't kill him? Meng Lei didn't say anything after hearing this and stepped aside. Everything depends on Zhou Peng. He just needs to follow. "Young Master Zhou, the city lord wants to invite you to go there." Zhang Dafu hurriedly ran into the backyard and said respectfully. Now he respects Zhou Peng more than his own ancestors. This is what servants are like. They are very good at observing people's expressions. "The city lord?" Zhou Peng asked with a question in his heart, thinking, "Why did the city lord come to me?" "Yes, in the Dizi private room. If you don't want to see him, I'll decline. The Zhou family has always been reluctant to deal with the government." Zhang Dafu said slightly. "Yes, you take me there." Zhou Peng's eyes lit up, and suddenly he thought why someone came to him. Today, the business of the Furong Restaurant is surprisingly good. The people who came are also some famous people in Qinghe City. All the four big families in Qinghe City have people here. It's a bit like a gathering of dragons. They have only one purpose for coming, Zhou Peng. In the Dizi private room. "Haha, truly a hero comes out of youth." As soon as Zhou Peng stepped in, a middle - aged man in his forties with a resolute face and blurred eyes came up and said to Zhou Peng with a smile. "The city lord has honored us with your presence. It makes our small restaurant shine." Zhou Peng cupped his hands and said. "Haha, Brother Zhou is too polite." Tu directly put his hand on Zhou Peng's shoulder as if he was very familiar with Zhou Peng. Zhou Peng smiled in his heart and showed a surprised expression on his face, looking flattered. Tu was very happy to see this. Qinghe City belongs to the Dali Dynasty and is an important city in the northwest. But the strength of the government in Qinghe City is not as good as any of the four big families. In many cases, Tu has to look at the faces of the four big families. He has to discuss some big decisions with them. As the city lord, Tu feels very shameless. He has written to the court many times, hoping that the court will send a large number of troops to garrison Qinghe City. But for some reason, he has never succeeded. Instead, the number of soldiers in the city has decreased year by year. For this reason, he has to cultivate his own power, hoping to establish his own power based on the prestige of the government, and then eliminate the four big families one by one. He is an ambitious person, but although he has great ambition, he has no strength to achieve it. Knowing that Zhou Peng publicly refused the Zhou family's clan leader, his sensitive sense of smell made him think that this was a good opportunity to win over a genius. Zhou Peng has always hated dealing with officials. The reason why he came to see Tu was that he knew that if he wanted to flatter someone, he must have conditions. Zhou Peng is very greedy, very greedy. He doesn't let go of any profitable benefits. As expected by Zhou Peng, after a few pleasantries, Tu took out a pill bottle from his bosom and whispered, "Here are five Guardian Spirit Pills. They can protect the heart veins and relieve pain. Although there are not many, it is my little intention." "Why did the city lord do this? I can't accept this without merit." Zhou Peng pretended to decline, but in fact, he had already grabbed the pills in his hand. Tu is an old hand in the officialdom. How could he not understand? He immediately laughed and said, "Just take it as a meeting gift from your brother. Is that okay?" "Well, this is a bit embarrassing." While speaking, the Guardian Spirit Pills had already been put into Zhou Peng's bosom. He didn't show any attitude of not wanting them. At this time, he also checked the attributes of the Guardian Spirit Pills. Guardian Spirit Pill Grade: Second - grade Functions: Guarding the mind, dispelling evil, relieving pain Health value: 400 (qigong) value: 80 Survival value: 20 "Just a second - grade pill. Damn it, he is too stingy." Zhou Peng despised it in his heart, but showed a happy expression on his face and was very polite. Tu also smiled happily and thought, "This Zhou Peng is really on the right track." "Brother Zhou, what are your plans in the future?" Zhou Peng smiled in his heart, "Here comes the business." "What can I plan? Just be a good handyman. I don't want to go back to the Zhou family." Tu was happy and thought, "It seems that these five Guardian Spirit Pills are not wasted. They are worth it." "What do you think about being an official?" "Being an official? I can't even think about it. I'm just a low - class pariah. How can I dare to think about being an official? I can't think about it, I can't think about it..." Zhou Peng pretended to be very stupid and naive, which made Tu laugh. "The city defense of Qinghe City is weak. I'm selecting a group of talents. I don't know if you are interested. If you are interested, the position of the city defense captain is reserved for you." "Really?" "Of course." "But I can't leave. The clan leader will definitely not let me go." Zhou Peng showed a difficult expression. "Zhou Zhantian is really too bullying. One day I will personally get rid of him... uh, I mean I will personally meet him and let him let you go." Tu was angry for a moment and let slip. If Zhou Zhantian knew this, he would be in trouble. Tu is just hanging on to the position of the city lord, completely a commander without an army. If the four big families didn't give him some face and pay some taxes, his life would be even more difficult. Zhou Peng cheated for a meal and took five Guardian Spirit Pills, and then took the opportunity to slip away. Tu is completely a person who can only talk on paper and has no strength. After a meal, his ears are calloused from listening to him. The secret talk between the city lord and Zhou Peng seemed to have grown wings. In less than half an hour, the other families knew about it. Then ZhouPeng changed one expression after another, performed one play after another. At the end of the day, the result was 13 Nourishing Spirit Pills, 25 Guardian Spirit Pills, 4,000 taels of silver, and countless promises from various families. At night, Zhou Peng sighed and said, "Acting is also a technical job."