"Master, save me, something’s happening at the bar."
Ye Fan received this distress message, accompanied by a series of pitiful emojis.
To avoid disturbing her master, Lu Xuehong tried to show enough grievance when she sent the message.
At this moment, Ye Fan and the two sisters Chu Mengyao were watching TV and chatting.
"What is it?" As soon as Chu Biyao saw Ye Fan looking at his phone, she curiously leaned over. After seeing the message, she immediately exclaimed, "Oh no, something big happened. My Fanfan’s beautiful female disciple is in trouble, her beloved is calling for help, sister, let’s change into some clothes quickly, this time, we must go in person to witness this heroic rescue of a beauty."
"Shouldn’t we avoid getting involved?" Chu Mengyao smiled bitterly.
"Exactly, what’s so interesting about fighting and killing?" Ye Fan said helplessly.
"Sister, just let’s go and take a look, and while we’re at it, we can check out the bar and maybe have a couple of drinks. We’ve never been to Qiu Wen’s bar before, and I’ve heard Lu Xuehong is a master at mixing drinks, let’s go and taste them, okay?" Chu Biyao pleaded pitifully, shaking her sister’s arm, "Sister, you’ve never been to a bar, might as well take this chance to walk around, how great is that."
Chu Mengyao was a bit tempted. To be honest, she had never been to such a chaotic place like a bar before, she is a big CEO with a huge reputation, yet inside her is an image of a rebellious girl who wants to go to places like bars.
Few good men go to bars, and the same goes for women.
With Ye Fan by her side, Chu Mengyao felt unafraid and also wanted to visit a nightclub like a bar.
"Can we go?" Chu Mengyao looked at Ye Fan for his opinion.
"If you say we can, then we can." Ye Fan replied cheerfully.
"Yay!" Chu Biyao exclaimed in excitement in her heart cursing, "Damn Ye Fan, you don’t care about my requests, but you pay so much attention to any idea my sister has, it’s so detestable."
The two sisters went upstairs to change clothes.
Soon after, the two sisters came down wearing big sunglasses and black hats, covering almost their entire faces.
"It’s the middle of the night, is this really necessary?" Ye Fan lamented.
"What do you know? You should consider who I am, who my sister is. If the paparazzi spot us, we’ll be on the headlines tomorrow again. It’s always better to be cautious." Chu Biyao looked at him with disdain.
"Let’s go, let’s go, let’s move." Chu Biyao impatiently urged, she was really looking forward to going to the bar.
Chu Mengyao was dragged by her sister, she smiled wryly, "Slow down, what’s the rush?"
"We can’t be late. What if Qiu Wen and Lu Xuehong get bullied?" Chu Biyao reasoned convincingly.
"Han Bihong and the others have nothing to do either, I’ll go call them up. Sister, Ye Fan, you guys wait for me in the car garage." Chu Biyao found ten girls, and unabashedly said, "We’re going to brawl and drink, who wants to join in on the fun?"
The ten girls looked at Chu Biyao’s attire and flippant demeanor and couldn’t help but laugh, all of them readily agreed.
Three cars swarmed out of the villa.
Ye Fan and the two sisters were in the middle car, while the ten girls were in the cars on either side.
Ever since Ye Fan and Chu Mengyao first met, it was a three-car entourage, including bodyguards with Chu Mengyao. A month has passed, and finally, the original setup was restored.
Inside the bar, Qiu Wen and Zhang Fei were locked in combat, the knives in both their hands gleamed with deadly intent. After clashing, neither could gain the upper hand, Zhang Fei’s expression turned vicious and increasingly furious. His personal involvement failed to subdue Qiu Wen, ending in a stalemate, a situation he did not want to see but couldn’t help being angry about.
The machete in Qiu Wen’s hand aimed to kill, but Zhang Fei wasn’t weak, making it impossible for her to kill him.
Their battle was full of peril, shocking the onlookers around them, with a flurry of dizzying actions.
After over a dozen more moves, Zhang Fei took the initiative to retreat, creating distance between him and Qiu Wen, dissatisfied, he thought to himself, "Damn, can’t even take down a chick, it’s strange, how is she so strong, as strong as me."
He initially planned to subdue Qiu Wen with force; now, it was apparent that idea wouldn’t work. Being powerless against a woman he had his eyes on and vowed to conquer brought him great shame.
"Qiu Wen, let’s stop fighting, I admit you have some skills, fighting more won’t decide a winner between us. Instead of clashing blades, let’s compete in another way. If you can beat me in bed, I’ll acknowledge your skills, how about it? After all, you’re my woman, you can’t escape." Zhang Fei leered.
"Bastard, I’ll cut you down myself," Qiu Wen replied coldly.
"Why so angry?" Zhang Fei laughed aloud, then turned serious, "I’m giving you the final warning now. If you’re unwise, don’t blame me for being rude. I have so many henchmen, I can subdue you in minutes. I’m not bullying you with numbers because I like you. I’m giving you face, so you better save mine or I’ll make you pay."
As Zhang Fei spoke, the bar’s atmosphere subtly shifted.
Over two hundred underlings, eyes radiating malice, were itching for action, all eyes on the Third Gang Leader. With just a sign, they’d make their move.
The strong man’s gaze landed on Lu Xuehong, disgraced by his defeat against Qiu Wen, which displeased the Gang Leader. He had to seize the moment to perform; otherwise, back at their place, the Third Gang Leader’s wrath would rain down on him, leaving him skin and bones.
"What do we do now?" The few bodyguards at the bar were worried.
"Master should arrive soon, right?" Lu Xuehong, concerned, kept looking at the bar’s entrance.
"Despicable." Qiu Wen, full of unwillingness, seethed with murderous intent.
"Despicable? In the underworld, this isn’t despicable; openly bullying the weak, I dare you to do something about it. Be smart and come back with me willingly, or don’t blame me for being ruthless." Zhang Fei gloated fiercely.
"You..." Qiu Wen trembled with rage.
"It’s my fault for angering my woman, but once I capture you, I’ll apologize in bed." Zhang Fei laughed triumphantly.
"Bros." Seeing Qiu Wen trying to hold her stance, Zhang Fei lost patience.
"Here!" More than two hundred followers responded loudly.
"Attack, beat the men down, and be gentle with the women," Zhang Fei commanded.
The underlings sprang into action, violence erupting.
At this moment, three cars stopped in front of the bar.