Chapter 12

Sure enough, Zhou Tianhao burst into laughter.

"Are you saying I'm breaking the law?"

He suddenly reined in his laughter and said coldly, "Now I've changed my mind. The others can leave, but you and these two have to stay and have a drink with me before you go."

He was referring to Zhang Yumeng, as well as Jiang Churan and Xu Rongfei.

He had noticed these two girls when they entered the private room. One was elegant and pure, the other tall and slender, both extremely beautiful, even more so than the top girls under Sister Hong's management, and on par with the woman in the white qipao. The key was that they were younger, and he had long wanted to find an opportunity to get close to them. Now he was just using this as an excuse to make things difficult.

"Brother Hao, she's my girlfriend, she doesn't know any better. I apologize to you. Please give my father some face," Yang Chao hurriedly said with a smile.

"Give your father face? Why don't you ask him if he dares to take this face!"

Zhou Tianhao suddenly threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground and roared, "If I tell you to get lost, get lost. Why so much nonsense?"

"If you don't get lost, no one will be able to leave!"

The sound of the glass shattering startled the group of teenagers, who had never seen such a scene before.

One of the well-dressed rich girls tugged at her boyfriend's arm and whispered, "Why don't we leave first?"

Clearly, many people were starting to waver.

They usually didn't mind drinking and singing, but to stand up to Zhou Tianhao, the big shot in Chuzhou, for the sake of so-called friends and beauties, was a bit too much to ask of their friendship. This circle, which seemed to be full of brotherhood, was actually less loyal than ordinary kids.

Moreover, Zhang Yumeng and the others all had family backgrounds, so Zhou Tianhao wouldn't dare to do anything too serious to them, at most just make things difficult.

"Little sister, it's just a drink with Brother Hao. With so many of us here, do you think Brother Hao would eat you?" Sister Hong elegantly poured a glass of 1961 Bordeaux Latour, a wine that once sold for 130,000 pounds at an auction in Hong Kong.

She gave a slight nod to Ah Biao, who understood and nodded back, then moved forward to pull the three girls over.

Zhang Yumeng's face had turned pale, and she finally realized her fear, hiding behind her boyfriend for dear life.

Yang Chao was smiling and apologizing, but he didn't dare to stop them.

He often heard his father talk about how terrifying Zhou Tianhao was. Although his father also ran a large hotel and had some standing in Chuzhou, Zhou Tianhao had even stronger backing, including city leaders. If he was really provoked, he might not give face to anyone. His father could still maneuver here, but he was just a kid, and his words carried little weight. How could he stand up to Zhou Tianhao?

Jiang Churan stood by with a cold face, knowing that this matter wouldn't end well.

But she wasn't afraid.

Jiang Haishan was also a well-known figure in Chuzhou and worked for the government, so Zhou Tianhao wouldn't do anything too serious to her, but some humiliation was inevitable.

She was about to speak up and offer to stay, letting Zhang Yumeng and the others leave first.

Suddenly, a hand blocked Ah Biao's path.

Everyone looked in surprise.

They saw Chen Fan standing in front of Jiang Churan and Xu Rongfei, one hand in his pocket, the other blocking Ah Biao, and turning to Zhou Tianhao, he said:

"Brother Hao, right? They are my friends. Give me some face and let them go."

"What are you doing, are you crazy?" Jiang Churan poked him from behind and whispered angrily.

What was originally a simple matter, a drink and an apology, could now become a big problem because of Chen Fan's intervention.

"Oh? Who are you to ask for my face?" Zhou Tianhao said with a sinister smile.

His anger was rising. First, a group of kids had beaten up his guests in his place, and now a little punk was jumping out to ask for his face? Did he, Zhou Tianhao, no longer have any authority? Was he to be bullied by anyone?

"Who am I?" Chen Fan tilted his head, thinking for a moment before answering, "I'm someone you can't afford to offend."

His answer caused a stir in the room, and everyone looked at him as if he were a madman.

"Forget it, brother, if you want to die, don't drag us down with you," Yang Chao said, on the verge of tears. If he had known this guy was so reckless, he wouldn't have brought him to the KTV.

He was genuinely scared. If it was just a minor conflict before, Chen Fan's words now were a direct slap in the face to Zhou Tianhao, the big shot in Chuzhou. Could he tolerate this?

Ding Junfei, standing beside him, was trembling uncontrollably, unable to imagine how terrifying Zhou Tianhao's outburst would be.

"Ha ha ha ha!" Zhou Tianhao laughed in anger. "Can't afford to offend? Is there anyone in Chuzhou that Zhou Tianhao can't afford to offend?"

"Kid, just for those words, I'll make sure you don't leave the Royal Entertainment alive," he said, pointing at Chen Fan with a laugh.

"Finished."

Jiang Churan closed her eyes tightly, knowing that the situation was now out of control.

"What a damn fool, always trying to show off. Didn't he see that even Yang Chao didn't dare to offend Zhou Tianhao directly? Why did he jump out? Does he want to die that badly?"

Xu Rongfei, beside her, was already pale with fear, pulling at Jiang Churan's clothes and pleading, "Ranran, what do we do? You have to save him."

"How can I save him? My father is just a deputy director in the city government office. Zhou Tianhao might not make things too difficult for us because of my father. But Chen Fan has no background and has directly confronted him. He's going to be in serious trouble," Jiang Churan said, frustrated. "Now it's too late for anyone to help."

Sure enough, Zhou Tianhao roared, "Ah Biao, get rid of him."

The tiger-striped giant Ah Biao, who had been stopped by Chen Fan, cracked his knuckles and looked at Chen Fan with ill intent.

"Kid, this is on you."

He was wearing a black tank top, his muscles bulging, his arms as thick as other people's thighs, and a scar running across his face, making him look intimidating. The young people around him turned pale at the sight.

Indeed, Ah Biao was Zhou Tianhao's top enforcer, a man Zhou Tianhao had pulled out of a military prison. He had a fiery temper and had once been sentenced for injuring a drill instructor in the military. Over the past ten years, he had played a crucial role in establishing Zhou Tianhao's empire, once chasing and slashing a group of seventeen or eighteen people.

He threw a punch, his arm thicker than Chen Fan's thigh, the wind whistling as it aimed for Chen Fan's stomach. If it landed, it would break at least a few ribs.

Seeing the force of the punch, Chen Fan's companions turned pale and stepped back, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

Xu Rongfei cried out, "Quick, get out of the way!"

Chen Fan, however, turned and gave her a reassuring smile, "Don't worry, he's nothing to me."

He caught Ah Biao's iron fist with one hand.

Ah Biao's face changed. He could punch through a wooden door, but now he was stopped by a seemingly weak teenager?

He retracted his fist, feeling as if he had hit a steel plate, his hand throbbing with pain. He was secretly alarmed.

"A martial artist? No wonder you're so bold."

Ah Biao stepped back, sized up Chen Fan, then put on a vicious brass knuckle and sneered, "I love martial artists."

"Come on, kid, let's play for real."

He threw another punch, this time even stronger, aiming directly for Chen Fan's temple.

Chen Fan frowned. With no grudge, why so ruthless? If this punch hit an ordinary person, it could be fatal.

'Since you're so ruthless, don't blame me for not holding back.'

Chen Fan kicked out, his foot reaching Ah Biao before the punch, sending him flying through the air.

In the stunned silence of the crowd, Ah Biao's body slid seven or eight meters through the air and crashed in front of Zhou Tianhao, causing the women on the sofas to scream in terror.

"Ah Biao, are you okay?" Zhou Tianhao's face changed.

This was his top enforcer, and he had been defeated by a teenager?

Ah Biao felt as if he had been hit by a motorcycle, his internal organs shifting.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Good, very good." Zhou Tianhao's face twitched, his anger reaching its peak. He felt his dignity as a leader for over a decade had been challenged. He wanted to retaliate at any cost.

He waved at the group behind him, "Why aren't you all attacking? Chop him to death!"

The dozen or so black-clad men behind him exchanged glances, nodded, and pulled out knives and steel pipes, rushing forward.

No matter how strong, could he fight a dozen armed men?

Yang Chao and the others, seeing this, had already fled to the corridor outside, trembling in fear. Only Chen Fan stood there, one hand in his pocket, facing the dozen men with knives.

"Looking for death."

Chen Fan coldly snorted, then moved like a phantom, rushing into the crowd.

His physical strength was immense, and his punches and kicks could easily kill or cripple. As for the knives and pipes, they couldn't even touch his clothes with his superhuman speed.

In less than a minute, the floor from the entrance of the Imperial Hall to the main hall was littered with groaning men.

They were holding their hands or feet, screaming in pain.

Chen Fan was angry at their ruthlessness, breaking almost everyone's hands or feet.

"Did he actually win?" Zhang Yumeng's eyes widened in disbelief.

This boy, who seemed so ordinary and destined to struggle at the bottom of society, looking up to them, was actually a hidden master, fighting a dozen armed men?

It was like something out of a TV show!

Yang Chao also felt a chill, remembering how he had once wanted to get back at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan, under the stunned gaze of everyone, walked over and sat down in front of Zhou Tianhao, saying calmly:

"Oh, now do you think I can't afford to offend you?"

The room fell silent!

Zhou Tianhao's eyes were fixed on him, his face a mix of anger and fear.

He never imagined that his dozen capable men would be defeated by one person. This kid's skills were terrifying, and he had never seen such prowess in Chuzhou.

But he was a seasoned leader and managed to suppress his anger, saying calmly:

"Brother, you're indeed strong. But can you fight a gun? I've seen martial artists like you before, and they ended up paralyzed after being shot."

"Besides, in this society, just being strong isn't enough to scare people. Do you think I can't have you thrown in jail with a phone call?" He leaned back, feeling more confident and threatening.

Zhou Tianhao's power in Chuzhou wasn't just because of his capable men; his connections with officials were key. Otherwise, he would have been taken down long ago.

"Hmm?"

Sure enough, hearing Zhou Tianhao's threat, Chen Fan frowned, a murderous intent rising in his heart.

"Let them leave first. I'll stay and play with you," he said calmly.

Chen Fan planned to let Jiang Churan and the others leave first, then use his magic to silently kill Zhou Tianhao, solving the problem once and for all.

After all, modern forensic techniques couldn't detect a magical killing.

Zhou Tianhao looked at him, then at the group of kids outside, and thought for a moment before saying:

"Fine. Little Hong, let them go. I want to see how this brother will entertain me tonight."

He had already offended a very strong person, and if he added the well-connected young men outside, it would be a serious problem. He wasn't afraid of any one of them, but together, they were a formidable combination.

Yang Chao and the others felt like they had been pardoned and quickly fled.

Although Chen Fan's feat of fighting a dozen men had shocked them, the pressure from Zhou Tianhao was even greater. When the gods fight, the mortals suffer. They had to leave now.

Xu Rongfei didn't want to go, but Zhang Yumeng dragged her away.

Jiang Churan was the last to leave, giving Chen Fan a deep look. She never expected this boy to bring her such a surprise.

"No wonder he was so confident. But Zhou Tianhao isn't someone you can just beat."

She knew she would only be a burden to Chen Fan, so she suppressed her worries and left with the others.

After everyone left, Chen Fan felt relieved. He wasn't worried about himself, but mainly about Jiang Churan and Xu Rongfei. After all, one was Aunt Tang's daughter, and the other was almost a lover in his previous life.

He was about to smile and use his magic to kill Zhou Tianhao on the spot.

Suddenly, a phone rang.

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