Watching You Court Death

Feng Jun did not seem particularly concerned. He merely glanced at Zhang Wei and said calmly, "Old Zhang, you and Hai Feng take my class monitor out through the back. I'll take a look around up front... see what this Young Master Wu is all about."

"Hey, Boss Feng, aren't you insulting us?" Before Zhang Wei could speak, Wang Haifeng objected first. "Do I look like the kind of person who abandons his brothers and runs?... Xiaowei, take the class monitor out through the back."

Zhang Wei was caught in a bind. He was an experienced driver; when drunk and worked up, he dared to get into the occasional brawl. But he was not stupid enough to pick a fight when the enemy clearly outnumbered them, especially when the other side was obviously well-connected.

But he could not bring himself to abandon his friends and leave either. To put it more bluntly, the influence Feng Jun and Wang Haifeng possessed was also something he had to value.

So he gave a bitter laugh. "Come on, you two. We came out to have fun, so why make such a fuss? Let's leave together."

Feng Jun shook his head slightly. "Just go. Don't worry about me... my car's parked out front."

"My car's out front too." Wang Haifeng waved a hand. He had grown up bare-assed alongside Zhang Wei and knew the guy did not have much nerve, so he did not hold it against him. "Xiaowei, just take the class monitor out the back."

"Class monitor?" Manager Chang had heard that term several times now, and it always felt strangely out of place. She looked toward Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei gave a wry smile and pointed at Feng Jun. "Your Xiaobing used to be Boss Feng's class monitor back in school...