Chapter 10: Where Is That Kid?
An hour later, Cheng Yuan arrived at Fei’Er Bar by taxi.
Cheng Yuan quickly found Jin Pengfei sitting at the bar and got a booth not far behind him.
Jin Pengfei was having an awful day. Many of his classmates were gossiping behind his back, saying he was dating damaged goods, that he was the ultimate sucker!
The more Jin Pengfei stewed on it, the angrier he became. He pulled out his phone and dialed a number, his voice dripping with venom, "Scarface, I don’t care what you have to do! Get me Cheng Yuan and the woman with him, as fast as you can! I want Cheng Yuan’s bones ground to dust! And I’m going to violate that woman a hundred times!!"
Cheng Yuan clenched his fists. ’Jin Pengfei is so vicious. I absolutely cannot let him get away with this!’
However, with so many cameras in the bar, Cheng Yuan wouldn’t act personally. He had countless ways to destroy Jin Pengfei from the shadows.
Soon, his chance arrived!
A stunningly beautiful girl with a great figure and a cold, aloof demeanor walked toward the bar.
The girl was young but wore her hair in mature-looking waves. Her dark lipstick and cool-toned makeup gave her an unapproachable air.
Along the way, the staff and regulars all greeted her respectfully.
She, in turn, merely gave a slight nod.
There weren’t many seats left at the bar. The girl hesitated for a moment before sitting down next to Jin Pengfei.
"Sister Lan, the usual?"
"Yes. A Bloody Mary, on the rocks."
"Right away!"
The bartender began a flashy performance of mixing the drink, while the girl looked down, admiring her freshly manicured nails.
The girl’s name was Lan Ke. She was only twenty-three.
But everyone on this street had to call her "Sister."
Jin Pengfei was drunk and groggy. He was slumped over the bar, having dozed off into a light sleep.
Suddenly, Jin Pengfei felt as if he were floating.
His arm in particular felt weightless, suddenly moving beyond his control.
SMACK. It felt like his hand had landed on something soft.
It was surprisingly bouncy.
Jin Pengfei pried open his bleary eyes and glanced to his side, where he saw a stunning profile.
That gorgeous face seemed vaguely familiar.
But in his drunken stupor, Jin Pengfei didn’t recognize who Lan Ke was.
Jin Pengfei grinned. ’Am I dreaming?’
’And if this is a dream, I’d be an idiot not to take advantage of it!’
On instinct, Jin Pengfei gave it a squeeze.
Suddenly assaulted, Lan Ke didn’t panic in the slightest. In Fei’Er Bar—no, on the entire bar street—only one person dared to touch her: her man, the uncrowned king of the street.
"Old Bai, stop fooling around."
As she spoke, Lan Ke turned her head and saw a stranger’s face.
The smile on Lan Ke’s face slowly froze, turning hard as ice. The temperature around her seemed to plummet in an instant.
Ever since she became Bai Jiangbo’s woman, this was the first time anyone had dared to so brazenly grope her in public!
’He’s courting death!!’
Lan Ke slapped Jin Pengfei’s wandering hand away and demanded coldly, "Brat, do you have any idea who I am?"
Many people nearby felt the terrifying chill in the air and backed away, afraid of getting caught in the bloody splash zone.
Only Cheng Yuan’s lips curled into a slight smile as he downed his beer in one gulp.
’The show’s about to begin!’
’This is going to be good!!’
Jin Pengfei froze. The voice sounded a little familiar. He shook his head hard, forcing his eyes wide open to look at Lan Ke.
The moment he saw Lan Ke’s face clearly, he instantly sobered up by half.
’Shit!’
’I just groped Lan Ke!’
’And squeezed!’
’I’m so dead!’
Jin Pengfei immediately backed down, bowing his head. "S-Sister Lan, I... I drank too much. I’m so sorry about that."
As he spoke, Jin Pengfei gave a deep bow.
Just as he bowed his head, Jin Pengfei suddenly felt a hand clamp around the back of his neck.
An immense force yanked him forward!
Jin Pengfei’s face was slammed right into Lan Ke’s chest!
Lan Ke was very well-endowed, and Jin Pengfei found it difficult to breathe!
Not far away, Cheng Yuan rubbed his eyes. Using the Mystical Object Ability of his Double Pupil consecutively was a little draining.
Lan Ke’s face turned as dark as ink. ’This drunk has some nerve!’
’Using an apology as an excuse to grope me for all I’m worth!’
’Unforgivable!!’
Lan Ke shoved Jin Pengfei away and slapped him hard across the face.
Still not satisfied, Lan Ke pulled out her phone and dialed Bai Jiangbo. "Old Bai, Fei’Er Bar. Some brat just groped me in public."
Jin Pengfei was scared witless, explaining frantically.
"Sister Lan, please, listen to me! Someone grabbed me by the neck, that’s why I fell into you! And before, someone grabbed my hand and made me touch you!"
Lan Ke laughed, but it was a laugh born of pure fury.
She had a perfectly clear view—there wasn’t another soul within ten feet of them!
"Only an idiot would believe that bullshit! I don’t care what excuses you make, you’re a dead man!"
"Sister Lan, it really wasn’t me..."
Jin Pengfei was on the verge of losing his mind. He spun around and roared at the crowd, "FUCK! Who the hell grabbed my neck just now? Get the FUCK out here right now!!"
Of course, no one came forward. Everyone just stared at Jin Pengfei like he was an idiot.
Unable to prove his innocence, the only thing Jin Pengfei could think of was to escape.
But it was too late.
A sudden commotion erupted near the entrance of the bar.
A middle-aged man in a white suit, wearing a jade ring and with his hair slicked back, stormed into the bar with a group of thugs. His face was a mask of brutish muscle.
This was none other than Lan Ke’s man, the uncrowned king of the bar street, Bai Jiangbo—also known as the "Pale Fiend."
The faces of everyone around them paled. They scrambled to get out of the way, automatically clearing a path for Bai Jiangbo.
A testament to Bai Jiangbo’s fearsome reputation.
Jin Pengfei’s face turned deathly pale, and a cold sweat drenched his back. He was instantly bone-sober.
’Bai Jiangbo is here. I’m a dead man!’
...
Flanked by his thugs, Bai Jiangbo strode over to Lan Ke with the gait of a predator. His eyes were dark and menacing, like a viper sizing up its prey.
"Xiaoke, who touched you? I’ll chop off his fucking hands!!"
Lan Ke raised a finger, its nail painted a deep red, and slowly pointed at Jin Pengfei. "It was him!!!"