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Chapter 98: Don’t Insult the Senior Sister!

Chapter 98: Chapter 98: Don’t Insult the Senior Sister!

Zhao Wenxiong felt that, no matter what, being among the top hundred on the assassin rankings – and not just in Great Xia, but on a global list – he deserved at least to know Chen Wei’s identity, didn’t he?

Knowing it, after all, wouldn’t do him any good...

Zhao Wenxiong certainly didn’t think that Leng Qianqian was deceiving or frightening him; he simply found it a bit hard to believe.

Chen Wei looked to be just over twenty years old; could he really be that terrifying?

Zhao Wenxiong couldn’t make up his mind one way or the other, but out of respect for Leng Qianqian’s words, he didn’t dare to ask any further.

He might as well assume that Chen Wei was indeed some important figure with an incredible background.

He convinced himself to accept it wholeheartedly.

What else could he do?

Argue with Leng Qianqian? Zhao Wenxiong didn’t have the courage for that, not even if he had the heart of a bear and the gall of a Leopard.

Just then, a shout suddenly rang out, "No, no good! Boss, outside, people have surrounded us."

Upon hearing the commotion, Chen Wei and his party turned to look, only to see a staff member gasping for breath as he spoke.

"Surrounded by people? What kind of people, public security officers?" Upon this thought, Zhao Wenxiong was relieved he had sent all the guests away in advance; at least there was still room to maneuver. He could use his silver tongue to muddle through the situation.

The staff member shook his head, "No, it’s not them; they seem to be from the same circle as us, here to stir up trouble!"

"Stir up trouble!" Upon hearing these words, Zhao Wenxiong laughed, "Who has the nerve, the audacity to look for trouble with me, Zhao Wenxiong? They must be tired of living!"

Then, turning to Leng Qianqian, he said, "Big sister, I’ll go handle it."

Leng Qianqian nodded in response.

Zhao Wenxiong led the way, with them accompanying Chen Wei trailing behind, feeling it was time to leave this place. There was no need to stay any longer.

Guan Shanyue and Leng Qianqian were both well aware that they were no match for Chen Wei, both in the past and now.

The doors of the singing hall opened.

Zhao Wenxiong, with more than twenty men, faced the hundreds gathered outside.

Once he saw clearly who the leader of the pack was, he laughed, "And here I was wondering who it could be, turns out it’s you, you mangy dog,"

"Ke Yunlong, I have important guests here today. Leave now, and I’ll let this slide, won’t take it to heart." Zhao Wenxiong wasn’t the least bit afraid of Ke Yunlong but was concerned that any delay might upset Leng Qianqian and Chen Wei.

If they placed blame, he wouldn’t be able to bear it.

"Not hold it against me?" Ke Yunlong sneered, "My brother was severely beaten in your club, ending up with dozens of broken bones. And you’re not going to hold it against me? I need to settle scores with you!"

"What a joke! Who ever heard of an underground boxer not getting hurt? Didn’t I warn him? When he was winning hundreds of thousands from me, why didn’t you say anything?" Zhao Wenxiong retorted without any sign of backing down.

"I don’t care, my brother got hurt on your turf; today, you have to give me an explanation, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Zhao Wenxiong asked.

"Otherwise, ask around and see if my few hundred brothers agree! I’ll smash up your fight club!"

Ke Yunlong mouthed his threats, but Zhao Wenxiong didn’t have the patience to listen, as he quickly noticed the arrival of Chen Wei, Leng Qianqian, and Guan Shanyue. He hastily signaled his underlings to clear a path and make way, not to block the road.

"Big sister, give me a few more minutes, I guarantee I can get these guys to all clear out," Zhao Wenxiong said with a fearful voice.

Seeing him kowtow in such a lowly manner before a woman, Ke Yunlong, as a competitor, burst into laughter and said, "Hahaha, who would have thought Zhao Wenxiong is really a scaredy-cat when it comes to women, what a disgrace to all of us men!"

"However..." when his gaze fell upon Leng Qianqian and Guan Shanyue, a greedy look appeared on Ke Yunlong’s face, unabashedly displaying his desire. He lifted his arm and wiped the drool from his mouth with his sleeve, "Top-notch! Absolutely top-notch! Beauties, that wimp Zhao Wenxiong definitely can’t satisfy you, how about being with me instead? If you agree, I’ll immediately arrange a presidential suite for you, guaranteed to make you want heaven and death!"

People behind him started laughing, and their thief-like, mouse-like eyes began to size up Leng Qianqian and Guan Shanyue’s bodies.

This made Leng Qianqian and Guan Shanyue feel extremely disgusted, their pretty faces turning cold.

"Ke Yunlong! You..." Zhao Wenxiong stepped forward, just about to scold Ke Yunlong for his disrespectful behavior, but before he could get his words out, he heard a whooshing sound by his ear.

Immediately after, there was a scream from Ke Yunlong; he was seen covering his eyes with both hands, stumbling backwards, "Ah! My eyes! My eyes!"

What happened?

Zhao Wenxiong didn’t have a clue.

What could be seen was blood-red tears continuously streaming from the gaps between Ke Yunlong’s palms!

"Dare to look again, and this will be your fate!" Chen Wei’s voice sounded.

The whooshing sound Zhao Wenxiong had heard was the noise from his darting needles.

"Who! Which ignorant fool dares to blind me; I want you dead! I’ll tear you to pieces and chop you into mincemeat to feed the dogs!" Ke Yunlong, shaking off the hands that tried to help him, bared his tightly shut eyes, enduring the pain, and pulled out the Silver Needles that were stuck in them. The sight made everyone present gasp in horror, as if they could feel his pain.

"What are you all waiting for! Kill him! Tear him to pieces! Chop him into dog food!" Not hearing any footsteps, Ke Yunlong roared.

A group of subordinates glanced at each other, pulled out the knives and sticks hidden behind their backs, and rushed towards Chen Wei like a horde of zombies.

"Damn it, you really think I don’t exist, huh? Brothers, attack!" With Zhao Wenxiong’s command, all of his men sprang into action. Although they were few, each of them was highly skilled.

Ke Yunlong’s group was bigger, but there was only so much room on the stairs, and very few could squeeze through, leaving them little more than punching bags.

"If you don’t want to die, then stop your hands!" They may enjoy fighting, but Chen Wei had no patience to stay there and watch them play house.

However, nobody seemed to take his words to heart.

Zhao Wenxiong indeed wanted to listen, but he couldn’t stop if the other side wouldn’t cease.

Nice words wouldn’t persuade the damned ghosts.

Several more Silver Needles appeared in Chen Wei’s hands. With a flick of his wrist, they whizzed past Zhao Wenxiong and his men, striking those in Ke Yunlong’s faction who were at the front of the charge.

Those hit by the needles collapsed onto the ground, convulsing all over, foaming at the mouth, and after a short struggle, they stopped moving altogether.

Witnessing this eerie scene, both sides ceased fighting simultaneously.

Ke Yunlong’s men squatted down and slowly reached a hand under the noses of those who had fallen. Upon feeling for a few seconds, they recoiled as if shocked by electricity, "Dead... They’re dead!"

The voice, along with their bodies, trembled.

Dead!

How did they die?

Everyone had a big question mark in their heart, looking at each other, eyes wide with panic.

"Tried talking nicely to you and you wouldn’t listen, had to force my hand, huh?" Chen Wei sighed.

"If you don’t want to end up like them, then get the hell out of my way!"