Fang Tian propped his hands on the ground, trying to get up.
But Chen Nan stepped on his back, forcing him back down, "Do you realize that your life is like a coffee table, covered with tragedies?"
Fang Tian gritted his teeth in anger.
He wanted to glare at Chen Nan, but Chen was behind him, and his neck couldn’t twist back that far.
"Why are you twisting your neck like that, do you think you’re Shen Gongbao?" Chen Nan bent over and slapped his neck into the correct position, saying, "Fang, I’m asking you, are you convinced or not?"
Of course, Fang Tian was not convinced.
His teeth had been knocked out, and he was stepped on the ground; how could he possibly be convinced!
But he couldn’t fight back at the moment, and he could only nod resignedly, "Convinced, big brother... no, grandfather, you’re absolutely right, I won’t dare again."
Chen Nan nodded, lifted his foot, and said, "Now, I’ll ask a question, and you answer. If you satisfy me with your answers, I’ll let you go; understand?"
"Mayor Fang Qinghai is your uncle, right?"
Fang Tian was shivering with fear; he had thought Chen Nan was unaware of his identity and thus acted so boldly, but it turned out Chen knew everything and still dared to beat him.
Chen Nan fixed his gaze on him and said, "Do you know that Fang Qinghai killed Lu Fei?"
"I don’t know, how could I, my uncle’s a mayor, why would he kill anyone!" Fang Tian shook his head repeatedly.
Chen Nan’s face turned cold, he grabbed Fang Tian by the clothes and lifted him up, twisted his arms sharply, and instantly Fang Tian let out an extremely agonized wail, shivering with pain all over.
Chen Nan laughed, "That’s the First Move of the Bone-Splitting Hand, how does it feel?"
"Pain... it’s so painful!"
Fang Tian kept screaming miserably, tears gushing out.
Chen Nan smiled coldly, pinched his face, and said, "The Bone-Splitting Hand has forty-nine moves, if you don’t tell the truth, I wonder how many moves you can endure."
"But I really don’t know!" Fang Tian was crying, the pain bringing him to tears, and he said, "I only know he had a mistress in the past, her name sounded a bit like Yifei, I think it was Lu Fei, other than that, I know nothing!"
Chen Nan frowned, "Then who do you think might know about this?"
"My cousin, my uncle’s son Fang Jian, he should know. If he doesn’t, then only my uncle himself would," Fang Tian cried and pleaded, "Please let me go, I really can’t bear it anymore."
"Where is Fang Jian right now?" Chen Nan asked.
Chen Nan wanted to go directly to Fang Qinghai and capture him for a severe interrogation.
But after all, Fang Qinghai was an official, and if he forcibly took him away, spreading the word would cause panic and reflect poorly, so it was better to find his son instead.
Fang Tian had already been scared out of his wits and spoke without reserve, saying hurriedly, "He likes to go to bars, and today he seems to have made plans with a few friends, he should be in a bar now."
Chen Nan stared into his eyes and said, "Any problems with that?"
Fang Tian nodded again and again, he really couldn’t bear the Bone-Splitting Hand, the First Move was already unbearable, and if a second one followed, he was genuinely worried he might die from the pain.
"Then lead the way," Chen Nan stood at the doorway and instructed, "Lead the front, and don’t even think about running because you can’t escape."
As Chen Nan spoke, he pointed a finger, the Finger Light piercing through the air, shattering a cup on the table, "If you run, your head will end up cup."
Shattering a cup from a distance!
Not only was Fang Tian shocked, but Ou Yifei was also dumbfounded.
Both of them stared at Chen Nan with their mouths agape, especially Fang Tian, whose palms were sweaty. It turned out that the depiction of Inner Strength injuring people through the air in martial arts novels wasn’t nonsense after all.
Ou Yifei’s shocked expression made Chen Nan somewhat puzzled.
Hadn’t she been a martial arts expert before? Then where did that strange energy inside her come from?
Looking at Ou Yifei, Chen Nan wanted to ask her about it, but Fang Tian was also there, and some things might be inconvenient to discuss, so he held back.
In the end, Chen Nan dragged Fang Tian out of the café.
As for those eight followers, the severely injured were severely injured, the unconscious were unconscious—in short, when Chen Nan and his company left the private room, those few people were still lying on the ground, unable to get up.
Under Fang Tian’s guidance, Chen Nan arrived at a bar in the city center.
Ordinary bars would operate at night, but this one was special; it was open 24 hours a day.
"It’s inside here," said Fang Tian.
Chen Nan immediately pointed his finger and sealed Fang Tian’s acupoints, then stuffed him into the car and said, "If I don’t find the person inside, you’ll pay the price when I get back."
"What have you done to me, why can’t I move?" Fang Tian said with a face full of horror.
Chen Nan replied, "Cut the crap. I’m going in to find someone first. If you haven’t lied, I’ll let you go when I come back."
Fang Tian nodded repeatedly.
Chen Nan pointed at him again, sealing his mute acupoint as well, then closed the car door and walked towards the bar, taking Ou Yifei’s hand along the way.
Ou Yifei struggled a bit, "Actually, you don’t have to pull me."
"There will be all sorts of people in the bar later, I’m afraid you might get lost," Chen Nan said seriously.
Ou Yifei was speechless.
What a far-fetched excuse, she thought. She was a full-grown adult, not a three-year-old child; how could she possibly get lost?
Unable to directly call him out, Ou Yifei let him hold her hand.
In the bar during the day, it wasn’t as crazy as at night, there weren’t many people, and the music was relatively relaxed, not as explosive as at night.
The moment Chen Nan walked in with Ou Yifei, numerous eyes glowing with green light, like those of wolves, looked over.
Of course, they weren’t looking at Chen Nan, but at Ou Yifei.
This stunning beauty could attract the greedy gazes of young men wherever she went.
"I think, you should wear a mask to cover your face every time you go out," Chen Nan joked.
Ou Yifei gave him a roll of her eyes.
As they walked into the bar, Chen Nan glanced around and suddenly shouted, "Where’s Fang Jian? Get the hell out here for your grandpa!"
At his words, those men who had been staring blankly at Ou Yifei were shocked back to reality, especially those who knew Fang Jian’s identity. They gasped, thinking that Chen Nan was too audacious, daring to speak to Young Master Fang in such a way.
So arrogant, so reckless!
Seeing no one responding around him, Chen Nan shouted again, "Fang Jian, didn’t you hear me? Your grandpa is calling you to get out here."
As his words fell, the door of a private room on the second floor opened, and a young man in his twenties walked out, leaning over the railing and looking down at Chen Nan from above, "You damn brat, dare to talk to me like that, are you looking for death?"
"Exactly, I’m begging for death, if you have the guts, kill me!"
Chen Nan glanced at him and immediately pulled Ou Yifei as he headed for the second floor.