In the dance floor, men and women moved their heated bodies together, exuding a chaotic vibe.
This night, for the bar, was destined not to be peaceful.
Zhang Fei, the Third Gang Leader of the Fierce Tiger Gang, personally led his men into the bar, over two hundred followers emanating a fierce gaze.
"Fierce Tiger Gang business, if you don’t want to die, get the hell out." A burly man shouted to the crowd.
Already frightened by the intrusion of Zhang Fei and his men, the men and women, upon hearing this, scattered like their lives depended on it. In no time, those indulging in the nightlife fled clean.
Zhang Fei pulled out a cigar, holding it in his mouth, his gaze sinister and sharp.
"Third Gang Leader." The burly man displayed a cunning smile and personally lit the cigar for Zhang Fei.
Zhang Fei had his eye on Qiu Wen and Lu Xuehong. He thought, with his status and identity, making the two women willingly submit to him should be a piece of cake. But the two didn’t appreciate his face, so he sent men to deal with them, intent on dragging them to his bed. But several attempts had failed, and losing patience, he finally came to capture the women himself.
Zhang Fei liked the method of just lifting a finger and having his followers readily at his command.
He had already put the word out to have the two women delivered to his bed, but this task remained unaccomplished, fueling his anger.
"Third Gang Leader, just leave this to us little brothers, no need for you to make a move." The burly man was Zhang Fei’s second muscle, having become the number one thug after Wu Dahai’s death.
"Useless waste." Zhang Fei spat out a mouthful of smoke, his expression violently stating: "I’ve ordered it multiple times, and you can’t even handle two women, damn useless freeloaders."
"The Third Gang Leader’s reprimand is justified." The burly man nodded with a sullen, bowed head.
After Mole’s death, Red Hair took Mole’s place, and subsequently, two groups came to the bar causing trouble, but all were beaten away by Qiu Wen. This alerted Zhang Fei, and in a fit of rage, he personally intervened.
Qiu Wen met them head-on, wielding a machete, while a few of the scattered followers were clustered in front of Lu Xuehong.
"Qiu Wen, bring your lover and come with me. I, Zhang Fei, fancy that woman. Isn’t it better than pining and throwing herself at my bed to please me? The fact that I come to greet you personally is already enough face given to you." Zhang Fei ogled Qiu Wen, grinning lewdly, "From now on, you will be my woman; living a life of luxury, I can let you manage my nightlife business, much better than hiding in this lousy bar."
"You Zhang, if you want me to go with you, you’d better ask my knife if it agrees." Qiu Wen was furious.
"Don’t throw away face when given. The Third Gang Leader personally arrived, if you don’t appreciate it, you’ll be dead in seconds." The burly man cursed.
"Get the hell back; even my woman is not someone you can scold, fool who doesn’t learn." Zhang Fei’s gaze twisted as he kicked the burly man forward into a stumble, nearly knocking him to the ground.
Instantly, the burly man stood quietly to the side, wilted like a frost-beaten eggplant, saying nothing.
"What character, fiery enough, no wonder you catch my eye, this domineering nature is just irresistible." Zhang Fei grinned, boldly saying: "I’ll give you another choice; as long as you serve me well, I promise to fulfill any request you have, how about it? My patience is limited, you should know what to do as a smart person."
"Get lost!" Qiu Wen raged on.
"Heh, since you don’t appreciate it, let’s settle this our way, have a good fight." Zhang Fei suppressed his displeasure.
"With such a big mouth, let’s see if you can take a few moves from me." Qiu Wen taunted.
"Rest assured, I will train you well on the bed." Zhang Fei laughed heartily, "You want a one-on-one fight, then I won’t bully you. If you lose, would you obediently be my woman?"
"Then you’ll have to be able to win first." Qiu Wen’s inner fury surged up.
She really wanted to chop up Zhang Fei to vent her hatred.
"Once I draw my knife, I fear that an accident might hurt you and make my heart ache, so I’ll let my men handle it." Zhang Fei was full of confidence.
Qiu Wen’s expression was like frost. She knew this was not going to end peacefully, with Zhang Fei coming on fiercely, it didn’t bode well.
"Giving you a chance to prove yourself, if you embarrass me, I’ll skin you alive." Zhang Fei instructed, without using the advantage of his numbers to besiege Qiu Wen. Since Qiu Wen wanted to challenge him one-on-one, naturally, he would grant her request. Of course, he had no high regard for Qiu Wen; she was just a woman not worth his effort, letting his subordinates do it was enough.
"Third Gang Leader, just watch; I’ll be gentle, I promise not to hurt the boss’s woman." The burly man flattered.
"Go." Zhang Fei waved his hand.
Qiu Wen and the burly man engaged in a brawl, and after three moves, the burly man was drenched in a rain of blood, thrown backward in embarrassment.
The current Qiu Wen was no longer what she used to be. Her strength had been greatly improved by her master’s training; don’t mind that the burly man was Zhang Fei’s number one thug, once she got fierce, it was easy to take him down.
The burly man’s gaze was ferocious, feeling like he wanted to die; he had been defeated without a word to say, but the Third Gang Leader would not spare him.
At this moment, he truly experienced Qiu Wen’s prowess, which was beyond what he could rival.
He had given his all, with no reservation, yet still ended up defeated.
"Third Gang Leader, I..." The burly man looked at Zhang Fei pitifully, but Zhang Fei’s sinister gaze silenced him with fear.
"Useless." Zhang Fei inwardly cursed, the burly man’s performance was too humiliating for him to bear, anger erupted inevitably.
"Indeed my woman is tough, no wonder the people I sent couldn’t capture you; turns out it wasn’t their incompetence, but rather my woman is quite capable." Zhang Fei said with a chuckle, "It seems I need to personally make a move to conquer my own woman, it’s quite an event indeed."
"Just you." Qiu Wen sneered, though her heart was heavily guarded, not daring to be careless in the least.
Zhang Fei spat out the cigar from his mouth, stomped it twice, and spread his hands, demanding coldly: "Knife!"
Immediately, a follower handed him a large knife, placing it in the leader’s palm.
Zhang Fei’s gaze was icy as he grabbed the knife and charged at Qiu Wen.
Qiu Wen showed no fear, boldly countering.
Lu Xuehong watched the scene in front of her, knowing better than anyone that with Zhang Fei personally making a move, this wouldn’t end well. Whether Qiu Wen could defeat Zhang Fei remained unknown, and even if she did, Zhang Fei wouldn’t let things rest; so many followers could act, and once they did, she would definitely become a hostage, leaving Qiu Wen, no matter how skilled, helpless and captured.
"Master." Lu Xuehong thought of Ye Fan, knowing only Ye Fan could save the day, so she immediately sent out a plea for help.