Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King

Originally, according to Brother Ma's older brother's plan, after dealing with this group of outsiders, they were supposed to arrange a full package for injury examination and compensation.

The local public security and judicial authorities have connections here. As long as there is a slightest chance to manipulate the situation, they would definitely handle it according to the highest standards.

But now things have changed quickly. The fight happened, and they got beaten up, but the follow-up procedures couldn't proceed.

The military intervened, and since the other side didn't pursue the matter, it's a blessing. Continuing to drag it out would just be a waste of effort.

The City People's Hospital.

Brother Ma, who got hit by several bottles, has already been admitted to the hospital. He had a cut on his scalp, needed seven or eight stitches, and shows mild signs of a concussion.

With a lightly fractured wrist, Xiaolin, who brought a knife, was also arranged to stay in the same ward with Brother Ma. The two used to bully others, but this time it's their turn to enjoy the nurse's excellent service.

"Damn it, this can't be the end of it! Once I'm out of the hospital, I'll take people to cut down that Meng Fan!" Brother Ma on the hospital bed was venting his anger after being beaten, swearing incessantly.

"Xiaoqi, maybe we should let this go? I'll pay for your hospital bills! Even my brother said we can't mess with them!" Qian Wenjun, who was accompanying him, spoke with a hint of frustration.

"Just let it go like that? I can't swallow this! Eight of us went to hit seven of them, two ran away, and the remaining six got beaten up. Since I'm in this life, I've never been so frustrated!"

"Damn, that young tall guy on the other side, his reaction was really quick. I didn't even react before the bottle hit me!" Xiaolin couldn't help but chime in.

Qian Wenjun recalled all his interactions with Zhang Yang since they first met and gained a new understanding of this young guy.

At first, he thought Zhang was just a rich second-generation kid who started a fishing tackle company and made short videos, surrounded by a group of riffraff who would hide at the first sign of trouble.

But unexpectedly, the team was so united. If there was any disagreement, they really took action. No one backed down or ran away from beginning to end.

That was something, even Wei Song from the local Vacity got involved to help, which went beyond the typical acquaintance or friend relationship.

Qian Wenjun continued, "That Meng Fan, I asked a friend in W City to inquire about him. He used to drive for a leader in the municipal government and apparently has solid connections.

We're the ones in the wrong here. Taking this further, we won't gain anything! On their turf, it wouldn't be the same mutual non-pursuit situation we have now! Trust me, let's just drop it!"

"Damn! Just let it go like this? I can't swallow it!" Ma Weiqi still felt a bit humiliated, full of unwillingness in his tone.

"By the way, the guy with Zhang Yang and them today, isn't he one of our own locals?"

Xiaolin suddenly changed the topic, shifting attention to Wei Song.

"Are you talking about Wei Song? He's from our area, and a few years ago he was quite something, liked to show off like a big shot. Now he's not doing well at all, runs around the country fishing in competitions, his business is pretty much ruined!"

Brother Ma completely ignored the fact that he once benefited from Wei Song, and instead meanly belittled this once revered fallen brother.

"Since we can't deal with Meng Fan and his crew, let's take it out on Wei Song! That bastard also joined the fight today and was pretty aggressive. He cracked a bottle on Liangliang's head, leaving a huge bump!" Xiaolin suggested mischievously.

Originally, Ma Weiqi didn't pay much attention to Wei Song. Even though he used to benefit from him, he was somewhat guilty deep down.

But with Xiaolin's instigation, he was instantly caught up in the conversation.

"Damn! Then let's take it out on Wei Song! He joined the fight after all! If we can't deal with Zhang Yang and Meng Fan, we can pin this on Wei Song! A local helping outsiders, he deserves it!"

Brother Ma used his logic to forcefully find a way out for himself.

There's a saying, a strong man will draw his sword towards a stronger opponent; a weak man towards a weaker one.

Besides his loyalty to his childhood friend, Brother Ma was basically a small fry with no vision or principles. Only by holding onto his older brother's influence did he have any say.

When confronted by opponents he couldn't handle, the distortion in his heart could only direct his anger at Wei Song to vent for himself and his group, maintaining his 'dignity' as the team leader.

Unbeknownst to Wei Song, today's brawl was just an appetizer; more trouble awaited him.

...

When there is something to say, say it long; when there is none, keep it short. After filling their bellies at the barbecue stall downstairs, Zhang Yang and his group went back to their rooms to rest and slept until 8:30 in the morning, slowly getting up and coming down for breakfast.

After a night's sleep, the aftereffects of the fight were more evident—aches in their aging arms and legs—so they staggered down for breakfast. Once they were full, they packed up, checked out, and took turns driving back to W City.

The trip for the competition had been very rewarding. Among the six, the worst performance was a seventh place finish, nearly sweeping all the major awards, with the first-place prize of eight thousand, second place three thousand, and third one thousand, bringing in over ten thousand in total prize money.

Besides the prize money, the forty thousand 'compensation' was a bonus, making the trip very fruitful.

After returning to the company, they had a simple wrap-up meeting and then dispersed.

Everyone's jobs mostly involved going out and meeting people, and now with injuries and bruises, it wasn't appropriate. Zhang Yang decided to give them all a week off to rest and recover.

Things seemed quite complete at this point, with no follow-up needed; the opponents who smirked provocatively were dealt with and compensated financially, and Zhang Yang's team restored Meng Fan's face and dignity.

But the development of things never aligns with ordinary people's will.

Six days after returning from Vacity, Zhang Yang was leisurely sipping tea and chatting with friends in a shop when his phone rang.

Seeing Wei Song's name on the caller ID, Zhang Yang's lips curled into a smile subconsciously.

Their relationship had deepened after the fight.

In the past few days, Wei Song had called Zhang Yang several times to check on his brothers' recovery and chat about the last competition and the baiting issues, maintaining contact.

Today's call was most likely again about fishing with Zhang Yang.

"Moshi moshi!" Zhang Yang greeted cheerfully.

"Ma Weiqi got out of the hospital and took people to attack me, Brother Zhang Yang, you and Meng Fan be careful!"

Speaking about serious matters, Wei Song got straight to the point as soon as the call connected, with no mood for idle chatter.

From the voice, Zhang Yang sensed Wei Song's condition wasn't good, his words lacked strength, and his emotions were very low.

"What? How are you now? Where are you?" Upon hearing this news, Zhang Yang immediately stood up from his seat.

"At the City People's Hospital, just out of the ER. I'm okay, but my arm might be done for, probably can't continue fishing!" Wei Song said dejectedly.

"Okay, I got it! Just focus on healing, I'm driving over immediately, we'll talk when I get there!"

After hanging up, Zhang Yang quickly got into action.

"Stop fiddling with your phone, Wei Song was attacked by Ma Weiqi, he's at the City People's Hospital! Xiaofan, your car is fast, let's head out now!"

"Damn it! Qian Wenjun and his crew are relentless! Let's go!" Hearing the news, Meng Fan was also furious, and soon they were on their way with Zhang Yang.

Originally, driving from W City District was supposed to take five or six hours on the highway to Vacity at a relaxed pace, but this time they got off the highway in under four hours.

Getting off the highway, Zhang Yang called Wei Song again to confirm the hospital location and quickly headed over.