Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 406: In My Eyes, You’re Already Dead

Chapter 406: Chapter 406: In My Eyes, You’re Already Dead

Jiangning, bar street.

At night, the place was always brilliantly lit.

Men and women, mingling like birds in spring.

The hustle and bustle was indescribable.

But it was now the afternoon.

Most storefronts remained firmly shut.

As a symbol of nightlife,

they wouldn’t open until the sun had set.

However, the door of one bar was open.

But it was hardly crowded.

At this time, most customers were busy working for others.

They had no time to waste on themselves.

"This is the place,"

As the car stopped, Lu Feifei pointed at the bar’s entrance.

According to the investigation, Sun Erhu had used this place as a base before.

As for the people inside, they were Wang Hu’s spies sent to Jiangning in advance.

The woman who turned up as a dry corpse this morning had been drinking here last night.

"I want to see how deep Wang Hu’s nails are buried,"

Lin Fan said with a smile as he opened the car door.

With his arm around Lu Feifei’s slender waist, he walked inside.

Today, Lu Feifei was still wearing her favorite cheongsam.

It outlined her graceful figure like a lush vase.

The high heels she wore made her walk with an exceptional grace.

As soon as they entered, they caught the attention of a few guys sitting inside.

"We’re not open yet,"

A bartender inside,

swallowed hard as he looked at Lu Feifei.

Such a beauty could capture the attention of all men.

"We can open now,"

Lu Feifei ignored him and sat on a bar stool.

She took a slender ladies’ cigarette from her bag, placed one between her plump lips,

then lit it with a lighter and took a slight drag.

She slowly exhaled a stream of white smoke.

Then, holding the lipstick-stained cigarette between her finger-like jade,

she placed it in Lin Fan’s mouth.

"Sweetheart, we open at eight in the evening, why don’t you go shoot a round and come back later?"

Several tattooed men sitting outside the bar leered at Lu Feifei.

Clearly, they were from out of town.

They didn’t recognize this Phoenix Sister of Jiangning.

Their offhand joke caused everyone to burst into laughter.

"I’m busy tonight, call your boss out to see me,"

Lu Feifei wasn’t upset, she had heard such crude jokes from childhood.

Lighting another cigarette, she simply held it between the fingers of her right hand,

her left arm supporting her right elbow, her eyes sharp and piercing.

"You’re looking for trouble! Do you know who backs this place?"

Lu Feifei’s demeanor immediately put them on alert.

They stood up, but their eyes were fixed on Lin Fan, who stood silently.

"Then do you know who backs this street?"

Lu Feifei smiled charmingly.

But her eyes were full of menace.

Their glance at each other revealed none dared to act rashly.

"Who would have thought the formidable Phoenix Sister would step into a small place like mine? My humble establishment is truly honored!"

Just then, the sound of leather shoes echoed from above the stairs.

A chubby man with a cigar walked down the stairs.

In his forties, he was dressed exactly like every sleazy man,

especially with a thick gold chain around his neck.

It could have restrained a shepherd dog.

Meanwhile, the bar’s roller shutter at the entrance fell abruptly.

Suddenly, the bar became a sealed space.

From the door in the back, more than twenty of this guy’s thugs rushed out,

surrounding both of them.

"I heard Wang Hu has three dragons, four tigers, and twelve patrons under him; looking at you, you must have some reputation as well,"

Lu Feifei, resting her chin on her hand, looked coquettishly at the greasy man.

"Well said, my nickname is Feilong,"

Feilong said, fanning himself with a black paper fan, squinting at Phoenix Sister.

He hadn’t expected she would show up so soon.

Although Sun Erhu and the eight major clients had been unreachable up until now,

fortunately, all the skilled hands were in the store today.

And there were only two of them on the other side.

If it came to a fight, they wouldn’t be at a disadvantage.

"Feilong? More like a fat worm,"

Lin Fan took a drag on his cigarette, slowly exhaling the smoke.

Since the boss had shown up, there was no need for idle chatter.

After all, he wasn’t there to chat with these sorts of people.

"Who do you think you are to speak here?"

Feilong squinted, sizing Lin Fan up from head to toe.

He had wanted to speak with Mr. Wang further.

He hadn’t expected to be interrupted by this pretty boy.

"You’ll find out soon enough."

Lin Fan flicked his hand.

The remaining half of the cigarette flew straight towards Feilong standing ten meters away.

It was so fast that it hit his face before he even had a chance to dodge.

Sparks flew around for a moment.

"Damn it... How dare you..."

In pain, Feilong quickly reached up to pat the sparks on his face.

But by the time he had dealt with the burns on his face,

he looked up fiercely, only to see Lin Fan already standing in front of him.

The murderous intent in his eyes was so intense that Feilong couldn’t help but retreat repeatedly.

"Move him... move him!"

The horrific scene made Feilong want to run away.

Little did he expect that Lin Fan had already grabbed the chain around his neck.

With a pull towards his chest, he yanked him to the front.

"Since when can you order the dead around?"

Lin Fan’s lips curved with a wicked smile.

The words made Feilong instinctively look to the side.

The twenty or so henchmen who had been there, brimming with murderous intent, were now all lying in a pool of blood.

From start to finish, it only took a few seconds.

And the horrific way they died hadn’t even allowed them to scream.

Such a sinister slaughter made Feilong break out in a cold sweat in an instant.

"You’re... a senior martial artist!"

Being able to kill so many people in such a short time, even a brainless Feilong knew Lin Fan was powerful.

"Slap!"

Frightened and pale, Feilong tried to speak.

Lin Fan slapped him hard across his plump face.

Half of his teeth were knocked out.

"You have no right to ask questions, call Wang Hu now!"

Lin Fan couldn’t be bothered to talk further,

simply giving an order.

"Yes... yes..."

The fearful Feilong hurriedly fished out a phone from his waist.

Soon, a lazy voice came from the handset.

"Feilong, how’s the situation going?"

"He messed it up!"

Lin Fan reached out, snatching the phone away.

At the same time, he kicked Feilong’s rotund body.

He flew five or six meters away,

smashing against the wall like a blood-engorged mosquito, splashing fresh blood all over before falling to the ground motionless.

"Who is this?"

On the phone, Wang Hu was also startled.

This inner line number was only known to a few special subordinates.

"Remember, my name is Lin Fan, and I’m just letting you know that all the people you sent to Jiangning have been wiped out. And in my presence, you’re as good as dead,"

Lin Fan held the phone, his voice cold, "So, you better start arranging your affairs, and perhaps find a better mortician, because I fear your death will be too gruesome and frighten others, which would be unfortunate."

"Lin Fan, is it? Okay, I’ll remember you!"

Lin Fan’s threat made Wang Hu’s blood boil.

Unexpectedly, such a master existed in little Jiangning.

"Good that you remember. If you dare touch the Ning Family, you’d better get past me first, otherwise, I assure you, I’ll wipe out everyone under your command. I mean it this time!"

Lin Fan said and then smashed the phone to pieces.

The focus was shifted, and he could now quietly await Wang Hu’s reprisal.