Chapter 47

Chapter 48: Bar Incident

"Master Xia, we have already rescued Lao Wu and the others. However, they won’t be able to get out of bed for half a year," a man with a brutish face and extremely muscular arms said with a look of hatred.

"Hmm, give them this money for their medical expenses," Xia Qianhe replied, his face also showing no kindness. Although the few people who carried out his orders were not his direct subordinates, being beaten to the point of hospitalization was a serious blow to Xia Qianhe’s dignity. Especially since this matter was for Zhang Han, not only did they fail to accomplish their mission, but they almost caused trouble, which made Xia Qianhe even more embarrassed.

Although Zhang Han eventually helped him resolve the issue with the private car seized by the Shanghai Customs, Xia Qianhe felt that he had shown a bit of incompetence in handling the matter. In their circle, if you lacked the ability, you wouldn’t have any friends.

"Master Xia, Lao Wu is my man. If I don’t seek justice for him, I, Da Tian Er, won’t be able to survive in the underworld," the fierce man clenched his fist, which was as big as a bowl.

Xia Qianhe was also indignant, but seeing Da Tian Er’s anger, he was afraid that Da Tian Er would make a big fuss. He frowned and said, "How do you plan to resolve this?"

Xia Qianhe’s background determined that he could use these underworld "friends," but he must not get involved in their disputes.

"Master Xia, underworld matters should be resolved within the underworld. I won’t trouble Master Xia," Da Tian Er knew his place and did not intend to rely on Xia Qianhe’s power to solve this matter.

"Hmm, but I warn you, you must not touch those two women," Xia Qianhe warned.

"Don’t worry, we know the rules of the underworld. I will only go after the man in the camouflage suit," Da Tian Er’s eyes shot out a fierce light.

At this moment, a man who looked like a subordinate ran in, pointing at two men in the hall, "Brother, look, the man in the camouflage suit seems to be the one who injured Lao Wu."

"What!" Da Tian Er’s joints crackled as he walked to the window and carefully observed the two men drinking in the distance.

Xia Qianhe followed his gaze and saw that one of them was indeed the man in the camouflage suit who had ruined his plans that night, and the other was the fake boyfriend of Liu Yingying as described by Zhang Han.

"Da Tian Er, it’s them," Xia Qianhe confirmed.

"Brothers, get your weapons, let’s go avenge Lao Wu!" Da Tian Er led a group of subordinates with steel pipes and was about to leave.

"Wait, this is a high-end bar, don’t cause trouble here. Wait until they leave, then deal with them outside," Xia Qianhe stopped the enraged Da Tian Er and his men.

"Yes," Da Tian Er, though angry, knew that he couldn’t cause trouble in the bar. Otherwise, if he ruined Xia Qianhe’s place and incurred his resentment, it would not be what they wanted.

Drink, drink, this will be the last time you drink in your life. — Da Tian Er’s eyes shot out fierce light, and he tightly gripped the steel pipe, quietly waiting for the two men to leave.

"What’s wrong, Brother Wang?" Lin Feng saw Wang Meng suddenly frown and asked.

"Nothing, let’s go!" Wang Meng didn’t say much, got up, and prepared to leave.

Just then, Wang Meng suddenly felt a killing intent. This was a special sense of danger formed from years of military service. Many times, Wang Meng had saved his life by relying on this special sense of danger. But in the dim and complex bar, he couldn’t pinpoint the source of the killing intent; he could only roughly sense that it was directed at him.

After paying for the drinks, Lin Feng and Wang Meng left the bar.

As soon as they left the bar, even Lin Feng noticed something was wrong. Although it was already past midnight, there was not a single person on the road near the bar, as if it had been cleared.

Something is fishy!

"Let’s go!" Wang Meng glanced around and led Lin Feng forward without hesitation. Years of military service made Wang Meng realize that he and Lin Feng were being targeted. He wasn’t afraid, but he didn’t want to drag Lin Feng into it.

After walking for a while, a group of people appeared behind Lin Feng and Wang Meng, and a few more stood at the entrance of the alley ahead. Through the reflection of the streetlights, it was clear that each of them was holding a steel pipe.

"What do we do, Brother Wang!" Lin Feng’s heart tightened; he had never experienced such a situation and didn’t know what to do.

"I’ll call the police!" Lin Feng took out his phone to call the police.

"No!" Wang Meng shouted, but it was already too late.

Seeing Lin Feng about to call the police, the people behind them rushed over with their steel pipes.

Wang Meng frowned, pulled Lin Feng, and started running, "When I create an opening, you run. And remember, don’t call the police!"

"What... what?" Lin Feng was startled, not knowing why Wang Meng didn’t want him to call the police.

"Don’t worry, these people won’t hurt me. If you call the police, it will be very troublesome for me," Wang Meng, with Lin Feng, had already run to the front of the group blocking their way. With a roar, he struck out with his hands like a giant, sending two people flying and creating an opening.

"Go!" Wang Meng pushed Lin Feng out.

But while pushing Lin Feng out, Wang Meng was hit by two heavy blows from behind. Hearing the heavy thud of the steel pipes hitting flesh, Lin Feng’s heart skipped a beat.

What shocked Lin Feng even more was that Wang Meng, seemingly unharmed, turned around and struck out with two more palms, sending two thugs flying three to four meters with a cry of pain.

"Go!" Wang Meng roared, blocking the dozen or so people chasing them.

Seeing Wang Meng, though surrounded by people, fight like a tiger descending from the mountain, his iron-sand palms striking the thugs, making them cry out in pain, Lin Feng finally understood why Wang Meng didn’t want him to call the police. It wasn’t that he was worried about being beaten, but that he was afraid of hitting too hard and injuring the thugs, which would make it difficult to explain to the police.

Underworld matters should be resolved within the underworld. Since these thugs had targeted him and Wang Meng, they wouldn’t call the police even if they were injured; they would resolve it according to underworld rules.

Seeing that Wang Meng was fine, Lin Feng left with peace of mind, planning to wait at the intersection ahead for Wang Meng to return after fighting off the thugs. After all, though he wasn’t a weak scholar, he had no resistance against these thugs who fought every day. Staying here would only distract Wang Meng and serve no purpose.

"Screech~" A Mercedes-Benz S600 stopped in front of Lin Feng. A young man, dressed in an extremely elaborate but somewhat ostentatious manner, got out of the car, followed by two extremely muscular bodyguards who gave a heavy oppressive feeling.

Lin Feng frowned, sensing that this person was somehow related to the attack tonight.

The young man elegantly took a puff of his cigarette and lightly flicked the butt in front of Lin Feng, "I don’t know who you are, I don’t want to know who you are, and I have no interest in knowing who you are."

These three consecutive "who are you" made Lin Feng extremely annoyed, but seeing the young man’s attire, he knew that his identity was not ordinary, so he could only suppress his annoyance.

Lin Feng didn’t want to cause trouble, at least not at this moment.

"I came here today to warn you: stay away from Liu Yingying. I don’t care if you are her boyfriend or not, but stay away from her. Otherwise, your meddlesome companion tonight will be your example," the ostentatious young man said with a look of disdain.

The ostentatious young man was Xia Qianhe, who had come to warn Lin Feng. Although Zhang Han didn’t take Lin Feng seriously, Xia Qianhe knew that Zhang Han, though dismissive in words, was actually a bit troubled. Xia Qianhe, who had failed in his "heroic rescue," naturally wanted to help Zhang Han get rid of this annoying fly.

"Was it all your doing tonight?" Lin Feng was angry, thinking of Wang Meng still fighting in the alley behind him, and he was even more indignant towards this young man.

"If I don’t agree, what then!" Lin Feng, though he had no romantic feelings for Liu Yingying, was unwilling to comply with Xia Qianhe’s demands due to his words and the events of the night.