Chapter 2298 - 2291: Ah Fei’s Strength
"Afraid of you? No way!" Facing King Kong’s challenge, Wang Dadong naturally showed no fear.
Soon, two sleazy men began to search for their prey.
But on the ship, the men outnumbered the women, so by the time it was their turn, all the pretty girls had already been chosen. What remained were some unsightly characters.
Of course, there were exceptions. For instance, Leng Qingqian didn’t have a dance partner, nor was she dancing. She was sitting at the bow of the ship drinking juice.
"Damn it, if I invite her to dance, will she give me a slap?" Wang Dadong mumbled to himself.
In terms of looks, Leng Qingqian was undoubtedly the best on the ship, but no one dared to invite her to dance because anyone who approached her could feel a bone-chilling aura.
Additionally, Leng Qingqian always wore a blank expression, giving off a somewhat unapproachable vibe.
After hesitating for a few seconds, even those whom it was hard to look at had found dance partners.
King Kong also found a dance partner; she wasn’t very pretty, but at least he had someone, and he provocatively glanced at Wang Dadong a few times.
"No way I’ll lose to King Kong." Wang Dadong steeled himself and walked toward Leng Qingqian.
After all, ordinary women couldn’t pique his interest; on the entire ship, only Leng Qingqian could intrigue him.
"Hi, beautiful, may I invite you to a dance?" Wang Dadong greeted Leng Qingqian as he approached her.
"I can’t."
"I can teach you."
"I don’t want to learn."
Leng Qingqian refused Wang Dadong without hesitation.
A distant Ah Fei, who was dancing, couldn’t help but laugh. Not to mention that his lady couldn’t dance, even if she could, she would never dance with Wang Dadong.
In this world, there was no man worthy of his lady!
But what shocked Ah Fei was, when he spun around, he found that Leng Qingqian was already in the dance floor, dancing!
And Leng Qingqian’s dance partner... just happened to be Wang Dadong!
What made Ah Fei find it even more unbelievable was that Wang Dadong’s hand was actually around Leng Qingqian’s waist!
If Ah Fei remembered correctly, that area was Leng Qingqian’s forbidden zone. Someone once tried to touch that forbidden zone and ended up impotent from a needle jab!
Ah Fei rubbed his eyes hard to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.
"How could it be, how could the lady be dancing with that guy!"
Leng Qingqian indeed couldn’t dance; after just a few steps, she had stepped on Wang Dadong’s feet several times.
"I told you I can’t dance," Leng Qingqian said coldly, showing no intention of apologizing.
Wang Dadong rolled his eyes and put a little force on the hand around Leng Qingqian’s waist, causing her to topple into his arms.
"What are you doing!"
When Leng Qingqian realized it, she found her feet were already on Wang Dadong’s toes.
"Now you can dance."
Wang Dadong started moving his steps. Having someone standing on his feet was no burden to him at all.
This way, it was much more harmonious.
King Kong, who was proudly spinning his partner to show off to Wang Dadong, was stunned, and couldn’t help but feel that Brother Dong was truly impressive—there was no woman he couldn’t handle.
"Can you tell me now?" Leng Qingqian let Wang Dadong guide her body.
"No hurry, let’s finish this dance first." Wang Dadong said as he whirled with Leng Qingqian, moving his feet quickly.
After one dance, they danced another, and Wang Dadong still showed no intention of telling Leng Qingqian anything.
Leng Qingqian’s expression gradually became a little unpleasant.
She agreed to dance with Wang Dadong because he told her he knew someone with the Supreme Yang Bloodline.
"If you don’t say it soon, I’m not dancing anymore." Leng Qingqian’s face grew even darker.
"The person is right in front of you," Wang Dadong finally said.
Leng Qingqian frowned and let go of Wang Dadong, frowning her delicate brows: "Forget it if you won’t say it, I’m not dancing anymore."
Watching Leng Qingqian leave, Wang Dadong was a bit speechless. Besides being cold, this ice beauty seemed a bit dumb; he had hinted so clearly, yet she still didn’t get it.
"Don’t make my lady mad." Ah Fei came over, his eyes not looking friendly.
Wang Dadong teased, "Is that a request or a threat?"
"I never beg," Ah Fei said coldly and then left.
Wang Dadong smirked, "I never threaten either."
Threats were something only the weak did. True powerhouses never threatened. If someone dared to stand in their way, they crushed them.
"Brother Dong, that guy seems cocky, huh?" King Kong finished dancing too, and said as he watched Ah Fei’s back.
"Don’t underestimate him; even your captain may not be his match," Wang Dadong remarked, squinting his eyes.
King Kong sneered, "Brother Dong, are you belittling our Dragon Group? I can’t beat you, but can’t I handle a punk with yellow hair?"
Wang Dadong smiled faintly, not saying more.
"Miss Leng, may I have the honor of a dance?"
Leng Qingqian had just returned to her seat when a Dong Yin man approached to invite her to dance.
Some rules shouldn’t be broken. Before dancing with Wang Dadong, no one dared to ask Leng Qingqian to dance. Seeing Wang Dadong dance with this ice beauty, others naturally became eager.
To dance with such a beauty... would indeed be a glorious thing.
"Not interested." However, Leng Qingqian only responded coldly.
"Miss Leng, I am Mutou Taka, the ambassador to China. Please do me the honor."
"Get lost!" Leng Qingqian had just been played by Wang Dadong and was in no good mood, showing no goodwill to this Dongyin devil.
"Miss Leng is not giving face?" Mutou Taka said with an unpleasant expression; if the other party wasn’t a beauty, he would have already lost his temper.
"Our lady told you to scram, didn’t you hear?" Ah Fei approached.
Seeing Ah Fei was just a boy around 1.7 meters tall, Mutou Taka taunted, "Where’s this little hairy kid from? Get lost, I’m a 10th-degree black belt expert, better be careful not to get hurt."
Just as Mutou Taka finished speaking, he heard a loud slap and felt a burning pain on his right cheek.
"You dare hit me?"
Slap, slap, slap!
Continuous slapping sounds echoed.
Mutou Taka’s face instantly swelled like a pig’s head.
"Even if you’re a 10th-degree black belt, or a 100th-degree black belt, I’d still smack you till you’re toothless. Get lost!" Ah Fei kicked Mutou Taka and he rolled like a gourd until he hit the railing and stopped.
King Kong swallowed hard, wiping cold sweat from his forehead, "That kid is really impressive. I’ve seen Mutou Taka’s profile, and his skills are exceptional. I might not even be his match."
Wang Dadong chuckled mischievously, "That kid just used thirty percent of his strength."
"What!" King Kong was stunned beyond words by Wang Dadong’s statement.