Qin Zi'ang turned his head stiffly. At the door of the private room, the guy he had hired with a hefty sum—the one who claimed he'd rather be beaten to death than betray his employer—was currently bowing and scraping next to a group of men in black.
The guy's face was covered in bruises, sporting a black eye on the right. But that wasn't the point. The point was that this guy was pointing at Qin Zi'ang with a face full of flattery, looking exactly like a traitor leading the enemy to make an arrest in a war drama.
"Sis, bosses, it's him! It's this bastard who paid us to block Miss Liu's car and wanted us to scare her! He's guilty of the worst crimes! Everyone hates him! Please, bosses, eliminate this menace for the people!"
"Oh? If that's the case, then you go execute it," Lan Die said.
"Okay, okay, I'll do it, I'll do it." Cross-eye didn't dare to bargain at all and directly called his brothers to charge forward.
The phone still connected in Qin Zi'ang's hand dropped to the floor with a clatter.
On the other end of the line, his father's anxious voice could faintly be heard.
"Zi'ang? What was that sound just now?"
"Hello!"
"Who's yelling? Son, say something!"
Qin Zi'ang couldn't care less anymore, because he had already been roughly dragged to the empty space in the private room, about to meet a brutal fate.
Lin Yeyun couldn't bear it any longer and shouted, "Stop!"
"Friends, is there some misunderstanding? This is a private gathering, my name is Lin Yeyun..."
"No misunderstanding."
Lan Die directly interrupted his self-introduction. "We are just here to watch a show. I advise you and your friends to sit quietly and not cause trouble. Fighting is illegal."
Hearing this, Cross-eye echoed, "Right, right, right, it's illegal... Huh? What's illegal?"
Lan Die glanced at him. "This is none of your business. Just do what you have to do; we only want to watch the show."
Cross-eye nodded, half-understanding, and then prepared to tell his brothers to attack Qin Zi'ang.
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Qin Zi'ang immediately pointed at Cross-eye and cursed, "F*ck you, Biaozi! What did you f*cking say when you took the money? You sold me out in the blink of an eye. Don't even think about surviving in Demon City anymore!"
Cross-eye immediately retorted righteously, "Bah! Who took your dirty money?"
"I was going deep behind enemy lines to gather evidence of you dealing with Miss Liu. Now the evidence is solid. I am forsaking the light for the dark! Bosses of the Ten Thousand Dragons Society, please see clearly!"
These shameless words, completely reversing black and white, almost made Qin Zi'ang vomit blood in anger.
But before he could continue cursing, Cross-eye immediately waved his hand. "Beat him!"
The group of thugs immediately swarmed Qin Zi'ang.
"What do you want to do? Do you know who my dad is? Brother Yun! Brother Yun!" Qin Zi'ang screamed in terror, begging Lin Yeyun for help.
Lin Yeyun stood up with an ashen face and fiercely smashed a cup on the floor. "I said—stop!"
Sure enough, with his explosive shout!
The clubs in the thugs' hands that were about to land on Qin Zi'ang stopped abruptly, and they all looked at him in unison.
"I said my name is Lin Yeyun. My father works in the municipal government, and today is a private gathering for our club."
Lin Yeyun deliberately emphasized the words municipal government, his eyes fixed deadly on Lan Die. "I don't know what trouble Qin Zi'ang caused out there, but you barging in like this and touching my brother right in front of me—aren't you disregarding me a bit too much?"
"If you stop now, apologize, and leave, I can pretend this never happened. Otherwise, I guarantee that you, and that Miss Liu behind you, won't be able to take a single step in Demon City. I do what I say!"
As soon as Lin Yeyun said this, the other members of the supercar club in the private room straightened their backs, turning from frightened to arrogant.
"Did you hear that? Brother Yun has spoken!"
"Why aren't you getting lost? Do you know who Brother Yun's dad is? Try touching us!"
"Daring to run wild in front of Brother Yun, you really don't know the meaning of death!"
"..."
The thugs, including Cross-eye, also known as Brother Biaozi, were truly panicked now.
They really didn't expect that among this group of second-generation rich kids, there was actually a young master from the government compound.
Bullying ordinary people or scaring out-of-town merchants was fine. They wouldn't even be too scared to beat up a rich kid like Qin Zi'ang. But facing a government compound kid with an obvious special background like Lin Yeyun, they felt a deep, bone-chilling fear.
The ancient saying that commoners do not fight with officials wasn't just empty talk.
But when they turned around and saw the group of extremely gangster-like men in black at the door, they were equally terrified of them, and for a moment, they didn't know what to do.
Cross-eye looked at Lan Die with a miserable face. "Sis, you see Young Master Lin has spoken... should... should we retreat first?"
Seeing Cross-eye and his gang cower, Qin Zi'ang's courage instantly surged, and he shouted, "Brother Yun, save me! These bastards are absolutely lawless, and there's Biaozi, this traitor! You definitely can't let them off!"
Seeing that he had intimidated the other party, Lin Yeyun showed a hint of smugness on his face. "What are you staring at? Are you deaf? Release my brother and get lost!" As he spoke, he kicked the thug nearest to him.
The thug took the kick, bearing his teeth in pain, but he didn't dare to strike back, only looking at his boss in frustration.
Should they fight or not!
Cross-eye could only look at Lan Die again.
Lan Die raised her hand, making a gesture to stay calm and not be impatient.
Just as Lin Yeyun and the others thought the other side was going to yield, their arrogance grew even more. The few second-generation kids beside him also stepped forward proactively, wanting to teach Cross-eye and his lackeys a lesson to vent their anger for their brother Qin Zi'ang, and also to show off their own capabilities.
Just as a second-generation kid in a blue suit lifted his foot, preparing to kick Cross-eye...
A crisp, melodious female voice, carrying a bit of surprise, suddenly came from behind the group of men in black.
"Oh my, it's so lively here. Why are people fighting?"
The second-generation kid was also stunned by the voice. With his attention distracted, his raised foot didn't land in the right place. Hearing a ripping sound of fabric, he actually did a perfect split right there in front of everyone's eyes.
"Ah!!!"
"My balls... got pulled! It hurts, hurts, hurts!!!"
Everyone in the private room: "..."
No, seriously, why would a grown man randomly do a split? To show off how capable you are?
However, they didn't pay much attention to this ball-aching warrior. They all looked in unison at the stunning figure at the door.
"In broad daylight—no, in the middle of the night—it's so unsightly for you to be fighting here. It sets such a bad example!" Liu Yutong spoke again.
Seeing Liu Yutong, Lin Yeyun was stunned for a moment; this girl was incredibly beautiful. Then he guessed that this was probably the woman Qin Zi'ang wanted to deal with.
It was just that for some reason, after this woman appeared, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
"You must be Miss Liu, right? This is none of your business. Please take your people and..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Liu Yutong.
"Lan Die, why are you all here too? Didn't I tell you to go park the car first and then wait for me at the reserved spot?"
Lan Die replied respectfully, "Eldest Miss, we heard a commotion over here. It sounded like a fight had broken out. We were worried something might happen, so we came over to take a look."
"Oh, so that's what's going on!"
Liu Yutong nodded as if a sudden realization had dawned upon her. She then turned to look at everyone present. "Then what are you all just standing around for? Hurry up and break it up! Fighting is wrong. We must stand up bravely for what is right, put an end to violence, and build a harmonious society. It is everyone's responsibility!"
"All of you, get in there!"
