Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert
Chapter 884 - 882: Tenfold Retribution (Ninth Update)

Chapter 884: Chapter 882: Tenfold Retribution (Ninth Update)

"Boss, follow me!"

Qian Duoduo led Xiao Yifeng to the bar area of the Phoenix Club, a place several notches above a regular bar, with the top-tier sound system and lighting.

And those bottles of alcohol worth tens of thousands, or even over a hundred thousand, are rarely seen on the outside, but they’re all here. Most importantly, the place is swimming with beauties, women of all types fluttering about, including many exotic beauties from other races that are a rare sight.

"How about it, Boss? This place isn’t bad, right? Lots of beauties, and basically, you can find women from any country you want right here."

"Plus, lolitas, mature ladies, young married women, school beauties, stewardesses, teachers—women from every age group and profession you can imagine are all here. Guaranteed to please."

Qian Duoduo rattled on endlessly, and at this point, he became incredibly excited, completely shedding his previous dejected demeanor.

"You come here often, don’t you?"

Xiao Yifeng said flatly.

"I am a Supreme Level member here, a regular patron. This time I specially brought you, Boss, to experience it for yourself."

Qian Duoduo said.

"I get the feeling that you’re not sad at all once you walk in here."

Xiao Yifeng glanced at Qian Duoduo.

"This is me turning grief and indignation into motivation."

Qian Duoduo clenched his fists tightly.

"Is womanizing your motivation?"

Xiao Yifeng teased him, and Qian Duoduo, with an embarrassed expression, dragged Xiao Yifeng over to sit aside, then ordered a bunch of fine alcohol and even found two stewardesses to accompany them in drinking.

"Boss, aren’t you going to find a couple for yourself?"

Qian Duoduo, flanked by two women in stewardess uniforms, turned to Xiao Yifeng and couldn’t help but ask.

"I don’t need that; you enjoy yourself. I’m going to the restroom."

Xiao Yifeng put down his glass, shook his head, and headed straight out toward the restroom.

When Xiao Yifeng returned from the restroom, he found Qian Duoduo surrounded by a group of people, with a slap mark on his face and a look of unpleasantness.

Standing in front of Qian Duoduo was a young man dressed extravagantly, carrying himself with an air of haughty arrogance, looking down at Qian Duoduo with a disdainful gaze, while the two stewardess beauties who had been with Qian Duoduo were now in his arms.

"Qian Duoduo, do you still think you’re the high and mighty Young Master Qian of the Qian Family? Now everyone in Yanjing knows that your father has kicked you out of the Qian Family, stripping away your identity as the Young Master Qian."

"Now you’re nothing, just a piece of trash. Yet you still dare to oppose me. I remember every moment when you used to lord over me and play with me. Today, I’ll return it all to you. You probably never imagined you’d see this day. And I should probably discuss with the Phoenix Club’s owner—it’s about time someone with your current status was barred from setting foot in here again."

The young man looked at Qian Duoduo with disdain and arrogance, his face showing an indescribable pleasure.

Witnessing the person who once trod all over him now being humiliated, the feeling was simply indescribable.

"Lin Tian’ao, don’t push it too far!"

Qian Duoduo’s fists were tightly clenched with an angry glare at the young man before him.

"So what if I go too far, Qian Duoduo? As the saying goes, what goes around comes around. You’re nothing now, and you should be trampled under my feet. Seems like one slap wasn’t hard enough; do you want another?"

The young man said coldly, his hand swinging up for another slap.

"Is my brother someone you can just slap around?"

Just then, another hand caught the young man’s, and a cold, merciless voice reached his ear, causing a shiver in his heart.

"Who?"

The young man’s gaze shifted and he saw Xiao Yifeng appear on the scene, the hand holding his belonged to Xiao Yifeng.

"It’s you!"

The shock in the young man’s eyes was clear as his pupils contracted at the sight of Xiao Yifeng.

"So it’s you!"

A cold smile played on Xiao Yifeng’s lips as he looked at the man—it was Lin Tian’ao, the same show-off he had encountered that day at Tianxiang Restaurant in Tianhai, who had been in the company of brothers from the Tianhai Xu Family.

"Kid, I didn’t expect you to come here too, and to mingle with this fat pig head. It seems that the heavens are really smiling down on me, allowing me to take care of both of you at once."

Lin Tian’ao’s eyes were cold and piercing as he stared at Xiao Yifeng and spoke icily.

Bang!

Xiao Yifeng kicked out, forcing Lin Tian’ao to kneel on the spot, his face paling.

"Damn it, get him for me, trash this guy!"

Lin Tian’ao called out in agony, and immediately his several bodyguards stepped in to attack.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the blink of an eye, all of his bodyguards lay on the ground, utterly overpowered.

"Doduo, it was him who slapped you just now, right?"

Xiao Yifeng asked, facing Qian Duoduo, who nodded in confirmation.

"Slap him ten times and return the favor!"

Xiao Yifeng commanded with a grave tone.

"This..."

Qian Duoduo hesitated, his expression flickering.

"If you still want to be my lackey, then do it. I, Xiao Yifeng, don’t need cowards as lackeys. If you’re a man, you must return the bullying tenfold—that’s a real man, and only then are you worthy of being my, Xiao Yifeng’s, lackey!"

Xiao Yifeng barked coldly.

"I understand, Boss, I will not let you down!"

Qian Duoduo declared with a resolute expression and a sudden surge of momentum, his small eyes becoming sharp as he approached Lin Tian’ao.

"What... what are you doing?"

Lin Tian’ao’s face changed as he saw Qian Duoduo approaching, trying to flee but was firmly controlled by Xiao Yifeng.

Slap!

A resoundingly loud smack echoed as Qian Duoduo’s palm ferociously struck Lin Tian’ao’s cheek, drawing blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Qian Duoduo you..."

Slap!

Before Lin Tian’ao could finish speaking, Qian Duoduo’s hand landed another harsh slap, leaving a deep red imprint on Lin Tian’ao’s face.

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

Qian Duoduo, with an indifferent face and sharp eyes, continued to slap Lin Tian’ao’s cheeks relentlessly, exerting his full strength to swell and split the skin, fresh blood constantly spilling from his mouth.

The commotion here had already alerted everyone in the bar, and numerous young nobles gathered around to witness Lin Tian’ao kneeling on the ground, being wildly slapped by Qian Duoduo, who no longer had any status. Their faces changed, and their eyes revealed a look of shock.

"What are you doing, Qian Duoduo?"

At that moment, a young noble with a good relationship with Lin Tian’ao stepped forward, pointing at Qian Duoduo and exclaimed.