Imposter Young Master
Chapter 275 - 278 Unexpected development_1

Chapter 275: Chapter 278 Unexpected development_1

Seeing this, a whisper of discussion immediately broke out in the bar.

"Who is this guy? He’s so arrogant, flirting with someone else’s girlfriend in front of her boyfriend, and then launching into a group attack. He’s very domineering," someone said with obvious indignation.

"Brother, lower your voice, if you’re heard, we’re doomed. This guy is called Hua Feng, he’s a notorious spoiled rich kid in these parts. They say his dad is the CEO of some corporation, a second-generation rich kid... it’s crazy what money can do these days..."

"Yeah, this Hua Feng is a well-known bully around here, constantly fighting, gambling, and harassing young girls. People like him should’ve been locked up a long time ago."

"Shh, keep your voice down. Don’t put yourself in danger. I hear this Hua Feng’s father only has one child, who he absolutely spoils. Besides resolving all the trouble Hua Feng gets into, he’s even hired a mercenary to protect Hua Feng’s safety. They say this mercenary was active in the Iraq and Libya wars, a ruthless character who kills without batting an eye. If he hears us gossiping, we’re finished."

"Yeah, yeah, let’s just drink and mind our own business."

...

Yang Gang’s eyes darted around.

Even though everyone was talking about how powerful this Hua Feng was, Yang Gang hadn’t heard of this second-generation rich kid named Hua Feng, at least not among the upper class of Hangcheng.

He probably is just a second-tier rich brat.

Compared to Young Master Yang, who stands at the top of Hangcheng’s wealth pyramid, Hua Feng only counts as the loser amongst the rich.

The bar was a mess because of Hua Feng, but Yang Gang had no intention of intervening.

This kind of thing happens everywhere every second of the day. He’s not a savior or a hero, and he doesn’t want to unnecessarily create enemies. Although an opponent of this level was nothing to write home about, enough ants might not be able to kill an elephant, but they sure could make it miserable.

Not too long after, the commotion ended. The victory naturally went to Hua Feng and his gang who left the young man beaten black and blue, clearly feeling triumphant.

After a while, Yang Gang finished his glass of brandy, checked the time, and was about to leave when the bar erupted again.

Yang Gang turned to look. One of the parties involved was still Hua Feng and his gang, while the other party was a girl wearing sunglasses.

From her facial features and figure, she couldn’t be older than twenty-five. You couldn’t see her looks because of the large sunglasses, but her figure was certainly not bad. Her height of about 170 cm paired with an elegant S-curve was enough to attract the gaze of many men.

Yang Gang, blending into the bar crowd, watched carefully. He felt like he had seen her face before but couldn’t quite place where.

"Beautiful woman, are you here alone?" Hua Feng approached by himself, his actions frivolous.

Seeing this, Yang Gang shook his head. This woman’s figure was tall and stunning, ostensibly delicate, but upon careful observation, her stance was firmer than many men with years of martial arts training. This woman was not to be trifariously.

"Boss, another glass of brandy." Yang Gang ordered another glass of brandy, brought the glass to his lips, curved the corners of his mouth, and started watching the drama unfold with a playful smile.

The woman wearing sunglasses didn’t pay Hua Feng any heed, instead turning to chat with others in the bar, as if searching for someone.

Having his advances openly spurned, Hua Feng’s flamboyant personality wouldn’t give up so easily.

Right on cue.

Hua Feng strode up and fuming, snarled, "Bitch, are you purposely trying to make me look bad?"

Yang Gang was stunned, this Hua Feng was really a ruthless bully; it’s the 21st century and he hadn’t learned what it means to be gentle unless a man can admire women.

Compared to him, the Qin family’s boy Qin Fen was practically a kind-hearted spoiled rich kid!

Just then, what reflected in Yang Gang’s eyes slightly surprised him.

Hua Feng’s attack was easily deflected, and his wrist was tightly held by the woman in sunglasses, to say he didn’t stand a chance was an understatement.

Hua Feng cried out in pain.

"How does it feel? Is flirting fun?" A curve was drawn at the corner of the woman’s mouth, and while it looked nice, it gave off an unmistakable chill.

As the curve of woman’s mouth hit the ’death foreboding’ line, Hua Feng’s pig-like squeal of pain sounded again.

"Let him go." Just then, the middle-aged man who had been hidden behind Hua Feng all this time stepped forward to stand in front of the woman.

Facing the powerful aura of the middle-aged man, the woman in sunglasses showed no signs of fear, instead, she didn’t say a word and gave Hua Feng a swift kick, sending him flying.

But just then, the middle-aged man suddenly bent over, his back hunched like a sprinter about to start a race, pouncing at the woman in the sunglasses.

The woman in sunglasses was caught off guard and, unable to control her body, she was sent airborne, flying straight towards Yang Gang.

Yang Gang clearly didn’t see this coming, and without any preparation, found himself catching a woman who was flying towards him.

But unfortunately, Yang Gang still had a glass in his hand, with most of the brandy left in it.

Without thinking, he instinctively splashed the brandy forward.

Dead center, the leftover brandy in the glass spilled onto the middle-aged man’s face without a drop left.

Then, Yang Gang reached out his hands and firmly caught the woman thrown in his direction.

With a beauty in his arms, the fragrance was intoxicating.

Young Master Yang shamelessly took a breath, realizing the smell of her perfume was nice.

At that moment, on the face of the middle-aged man with combat skills that reached the level of the Super Ninja Turtle, the crystal-clear and fragrant brandy gathered into a small waterfall and flowed down, leaving a wide swath of wet traces on his face.

At the same time, the man’s face, which had been calm and composed before, had turned a shade of livid.

And so, the entire bar froze collectively. Then, many people realized that a storm was brewing.

Many sympathetic people seeing Yang Gang’s slender figure, began wondering just how long he could resist the imminent storm? Almost everyone felt that this would be a complete and utter annihilation.

When they looked at Yang Gang, it was with pity and sympathy...

Yang Gang was shocked.....

"Uh... This can’t be real, right? Doesn’t this usually only happen in those eight o’ clock soap operas?"

"Bro, listen to me, this is all a misunderstanding." Yang Gang scratched his head, three parts awkward, seven parts helpless.

The middle-aged man’s face turned even more livid, and he didn’t respond to Yang Gang.

Yang Gang sighed inwardly, it looked like he was forced to take this hot potato after all.

He glanced at the woman in sunglasses lying in his arms, who seemed to have no intention of moving, a wicked thought passing through his eyes.