The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 161 Old Enemies Meet

Chapter 161: Chapter 161 Old Enemies Meet

Su Laicai drove and took Long Fei to a street corner.

This area of the Southern Suburb was barely developed.

The streets were desolate, with shops closed early in the morning, a stark contrast to the bustling city center.

Beneath a small motel, there was a basement.

Su Laicai led Long Fei down, where the smoky air was suffocating, and the place that had been busy all night had yet to clear out.

The lights were on below, and the space was quite large.

Originally a billiard hall, it had been transformed into a gambling den.

It might be small, but it had everything one would need.

There were people playing mahjong, Pai Gow, rolling dice, and even a Russian roulette table.

What drew the crowd, however, was mahjong and poker.

These two games commanded high stakes and were relatively fair.

Su Laicai introduced the place to Long Fei while continuously greeting the gamblers along the way.

Someone beckoned them into a room that resembled an office, where a group of people sat in a scruffy array.

A bald, fat man was squinting his eyes, lying sideways on a sofa.

Su Laicai went in first, and everyone looked askance without moving.

When Long Fei walked in, one of the lackeys stared at him in shock; the others then quickly stood up and urgently called out to the fat man, "Big Brother, he’s here!"

Long Fei felt a sense of familiarity as he furrowed his brows slightly.

Su Laicai nodded repeatedly and bowed, saying, "Esteemed brothers, I’ve brought my brother here to repay the debt."

The fat man rolled over and sat up, impatiently saying, "Who’s come? What are you yelling for?"

He squinted and locked eyes with Long Fei.

Both men frowned at the same time, startling the fat man so much that he jumped backward onto the sofa, shouting quickly, "You little punk, you dare to come to my turf?"

Long Fei sighed and reached up to touch his head.

He hadn’t expected that it would indeed be a small world after all.

He remembered now, this fat man was none other than Ma Kui, the South City Boss who had ambushed him at the park entrance last time.

Bald Nie had colluded with him to bring down Long Fei, then stole from the finance department and framed Long Fei.

To their surprise, Long Fei had given them a beating last time.

They were in the park when the police came to make arrests.

Bald Nie had not betrayed them, and thus they had dodged that calamity.

The lackeys tensed up, with three or four of them having been beaten by Long Fei before.

They drew large knives one after another, the blades flashing, which frightened Su Laicai to the point his legs turned to jelly.

He hadn’t expected that Long Fei would have past conflicts with these men and waved his hands, saying, "Brothers, we’re just here to pay off a debt, there’s no need for weapons!"

Ma Kui didn’t want to resort to weapons either; he just liked seeing Long Fei scared.

That guy was too mysterious; last time, more than a dozen of their lackeys couldn’t take down Long Fei.

In the criminal underworld, everyone was out for money; no one liked to fight for no reason!

Ma Kui, looking at Long Fei excitedly, said, "Brother, everything last time was arranged by Bald Nie. He’s met King Yama now. Shouldn’t we settle our account then?"

Long Fei gave a faint smile, "Why the nerves? I’m not here to settle that score. I came to pay off the debt Su Big Brother owes, it’s unrelated to that incident."

Ma Kui and the other brothers exchanged looks and coughed awkwardly, then hopped off the sofa, saying, "Look at you, you should’ve said so sooner!"

He instructed his men to put away the weapons and invited Long Fei and Su Laicai to sit down.

An underling brought over the ledger, and flipping to Su Laicai’s page, he handed it to Long Fei, saying, "I really didn’t expect Su Old Oil to have a brother like you; he’s lucky indeed."

He glanced at Su Laicai, slightly taken aback.

Su Laicai had not anticipated that Long Fei’s influence was so great that it could make Ma Kui and his men afraid.

This Ma Kui is the top dog of the city’s south!

He bragged with his neck tilted back, "I’m more than just brothers with Brother Long, he’s also courting my daughter! In a few years, I’ll get their affair sorted, and he’ll be my son-in-law!"

Long Fei felt like coughing up blood when he heard this, but it wasn’t appropriate to refute in front of everyone, so he let Su Laicai blabber on.

Ma Kui and his brothers suddenly realized—they had long heard that Su Laicai had a beautiful daughter.

This time, their target for debt repayment was in fact Su Yiyi.

If Su Laicai had come a few days later, they probably would have already paid him a visit.

News travels fast in the underworld; rumors and exaggerations are the order of the day.

After Long Fei brought down Bald Nie, rumors spread that he had a Vajra indestructible body.

Bald Nie himself fired a shot at him with a gun, but he didn’t even break the skin.

These weren’t just any rumors—they were spread by Shun Ganzi.

When the police came to arrest people, Shun Ganzi had already slipped away.

Latching onto the hype, Sixth Master Tan came out and said Long Fei was one of his closest buddies. From then on, anyone who dared to mess with Long Fei would be messing with Sixth Master Tan.

After that, Long Fei’s street credibility went through the roof.

Ma Kui and his brothers, of course, had heard these stories, which is why they were so tense upon seeing Long Fei.

Long Fei himself was unaware of his growing reputation in the underworld.

Others even gave him a nickname, calling him "Black Kingkong"!

He carefully reviewed the ledger—the principal Su Laicai owed was actually just over fifty thousand.

With compound interest, it had doubled to one hundred thousand in just a month.

Ma Kui’s gang ran a gambling den, not only taking a cut from every game but chiefly profiting from high-interest loans they provided to gamblers.

It had been raided by the police a few times not long ago but had come back to life again.

He put down the ledger and lit a cigarette, taking a drag.

Ma Kui asked him, "Brother Kingkong, is there a mistake in this bill?"

"What Kingkong?"

Long Fei frowned and corrected, "My name is Long Fei!"

Ma Kui quickly slapped his mouth, correcting himself, "Right, Brother Long Fei. Have you checked it thoroughly? Our accounts never shortchange anyone—the amount is what it should be."

Long Fei nodded and said, "The accounts are indeed correct; the principal and interest tally."

Ma Kui looked at his brothers, pleased, and said, "See? That’s a straightforward man. Alright, Brother Long Fei. Since you’ve come to my place today, let’s consider it a case of no fight, no acquaintance. The bill was supposed to be one hundred and eight thousand six hundred, but I’ll waive the change for you. Just pay your Brother Su the hundred thousand."

Long Fei took out ten thousand from his pocket and said to Ma Kui, "Sorry, I’ve only brought ten thousand with me today!"

Ma Kui and his brothers exchanged glances, and their muscles tensed immediately, "What now, Brother Long Fei, you trying to joke with us?"

Other things aside, when it comes to money, Ma Kui could fight to the death.

No matter how tough Long Fei is, if he dares to default on debt, Ma Kui is ready to clash with him today.

The other underlings subtly gripped the handles of their knives, waiting for their leader’s command.

Long Fei extinguished his cigarette butt, laughed lightly, and said, "Why are you always so agitated? I haven’t finished speaking yet! Isn’t this place for gambling? I’ll take this ten thousand as principal, and play a couple of hands. Once I’ve won enough to make it a hundred thousand, I’ll pay you."

"And if you lose?"

Ma Kui was taken aback, staring at Long Fei. It felt almost as if he was hearing a proper lady say she was going to start soliciting.

Long Fei calmly responded, "If I lose, then I lose. The debt is still the debt, and we’ll repay you."

"You said it!"

Ma Kui breathed a sigh of relief and signaled his underlings to relax a little.

Only a fool would turn down easy money; if someone comes to give money away, he’s more than happy to take it.

A straight-laced guy like Long Fei—Ma Kui would never believe he had any gambling skills.