Urban All-Round Master

Inside the private room, Su Ni saw the blood-cloaked Monk go after the careless waiter. She struggled to crawl up from the sofa, but the severe pain in her jaw made her consciousness fade.

Her mind was blank, and her nose was incessantly bleeding. Fortunately, the punch from the blood-cloaked Monk didn’t shatter her jawbone; otherwise, she would have died immediately.

"I can’t die yet, I can’t die yet!" Su Ni struggled to get up from the sofa. As long as there was a sliver of hope for survival, she wouldn’t relax. If she abandoned her hope for survival, the blood-cloaked Monk would definitely kill her when he returned.

"Crash～"

All the bottles on the table were knocked to the floor by her. Her consciousness gradually became blurred. She knew she was seriously injured and might die very soon if not treated.

She wanted to remove her spy earpiece to send some information to her superiors, but the earpiece was only capable of sending a distress signal, and it was questionable whether the signal would be received.

After all, now she was caught in action, and this earpiece couldn’t communicate normally. Su Ni regretted not bringing her phone before coming here and dressing like a woman of ill repute.

Meanwhile, Lin Zifeng, who was in Seven Tyrants Nightclub, didn’t notice any of this. He naïvely thought Su Ni went out to have fun, or maybe she was surrounded by some handsome guy.

He didn’t pay much attention to her.

But as time ticked away, Lin Zifeng felt a bit puzzled. Did Su Niu really leave the nightclub? But he quickly thought, that’s impossible.

She came here to have fun. If she left at this time, it wouldn’t make sense.

"Huh, why are you here?"

Suddenly, just as Lin Zifeng ordered a glass of champagne at the bar and was about to turn and leave, a naturally alluring woman with light makeup briskly approached him.

The woman wore a low-cut V-neck tight-fitting dress that hugged her hips. Her long, fair legs crossed enticingly under her shorts.

Especially her leopard-print high heels, with her charming figure likened to a Spiritual Python, every curve was prominent.

Her long, wavy, light golden hair cascaded over her left shoulder, partially hiding her voluptuous yet captivating figure, adding a hint of mystery.

Truth be told, the woman dressed in the low-cut V-neck outfit was indeed beautiful, but Lin Zifeng had no recollection of her. If he had met her here before for a fling, he would remember, but he didn’t. His memory was great; she wasn’t someone he’d ever seen in his mind.

"Who are you?" Lin Zifeng squinted his eyes and glanced at her chest before asking, having no memory of her.

"What? You’ve forgotten me in just a few days?" The woman giggled, her bright eyes giving Lin Zifeng a piercing look, her small sultry lips painted with eye-catching purple lipstick.

This purple lipstick, named Purple Temptation, was one of the most popular styles among girls in the nightclub scene, inspiring men’s imaginations and awakening their primal desires.

In today’s Sin City, men and women come to nightclubs seeking a reprieve from stress and a quick thrill.

Of course, that wasn’t Lin Zifeng’s intention today.

"Girl, you’re trying to get me to buy you a drink, aren’t you? Go ahead, order anything." Lin Zifeng chuckled, generous.

The woman smiled slightly, "I didn’t expect you to be so generous, aren’t you afraid I’m a decoy?"

"Afraid, yes. As per Huaxia’s rules, whoever orders pays. Order what you please, the most expensive if you wish." Lin Zifeng blinked as he spoke.

"You!" The woman looked disgusted, the first such man she’d met. There were men this stingy?

"You want a drink? Order yourself." Lin Zifeng was uninterested in her, jokingly, he was wealthy, but he wouldn’t spend money on such a woman.

Moreover, Lin Zifeng noticed earlier that the hostess who welcomed him initially seemed to have said something to this woman, probably mistaking him for an easy target.

The woman, seeing Lin Zifeng ignoring her, stomped her foot and ran off.

In high-end nightclubs like this, rejecting a decoy is normal, and the Seven Tyrants Nightclub wouldn’t trouble customers. Every customer here was likely affluent.

Who would dare offend a Gambling God?

Hmm!?

Lin Zifeng frowned slightly. Why hadn’t Su Ni shown up? Could she have run into trouble at this Seven Tyrants Nightclub?

Worried at the thought, Lin Zifeng’s heart grew anxious. Clearly, this nightclub’s operations had shortcomings in safety. Though perhaps sufficient for ordinary people, for Lin Zifeng, their security was a laughingstock!

At this realization, Lin Zifeng used his X-ray vision to start searching for Su Ni in the nightclub.

When Lin Zifeng’s X-ray vision scanned the third floor, he became thoroughly uneasy.

He didn’t see Su Ni or the blood-cloaked Monk, but he noticed many security personnel slain. Thick blood water flowed along the corridor, pooling at the staircase, indicating something had happened recently.

Lin Zifeng rushed towards the third floor, reassuring himself that Su Ni must remain unscathed. If anything happened, the guilt would be insurmountable.

No matter what, Su Ni had a level of friendship with him. If something happened to her under his watch, it would be significant.

At this time, the brutal scene in the third floor stairway was captured by nearby surveillance. A large number of security personnel were rushing to the third floor.

To avoid affecting their business, the manager of Seven Tyrants Nightclub couldn’t let this news get out. They hurriedly worked to remove the bodies of the slain security personnel, clean the blood, and secure the third floor entrance, restricting guest movements.

But as Lin Zifeng reached the third floor, five burly men immediately confronted him, stopping his advance.

"Sir, you can’t enter here."

"Really?" Lin Zifeng lowered his head and sneered, sweeping his hand, causing the five to pass out immediately, collapsing to the ground.

No time to lose, Lin Zifeng dashed into the third floor suite, finding lots of fresh blood inside, some of which belonged to Su Ni.

She might have been taken by someone, and they hadn’t gotten far yet.

With this in mind, Lin Zifeng didn’t pause, rushing out of Seven Tyrants Nightclub, using his sharp intuition to pursue Su Ni’s scent.