The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 211 - 0211: I’m Easy to Talk To

Chapter 211: Chapter 0211: I’m Easy to Talk To

Binhai City has two bus stations, the new bus station is in the suburbs, while the old one is inside the city.

It’s said that by the end of the year, the old bus station will cease operations.

Now, the area around the old bus station is still the most congested part of the city.

Long Fei took a taxi and waited nearly an hour on the road before finally arriving at the destination.

There was no cell signal on the road, and after arriving, the calls weren’t answered on the other end.

He circled the bus station two or three times and was about to give up when Fat Wang made a call to him.

As soon as he heard Fat Wang bawling on the phone, Long Fei knew trouble had arisen.

Shortly afterward, another man spoke to him briefly, telling him to wait at the exit. Eventually, a three-wheeler took him to a hotel.

When he saw his little brother-in-law, he pulled out his phone to compare him with a photo repeatedly, frowned, and asked, "Are you Wang Shengli?"

Fat Wang nodded his head, tears and snot running down his face as he cried, "Brother-in-law, they all bully me. The schemes of you city folks are too deep. I want to go back to the countryside!"

The hotel owner cursed, "Bullshit, you solicit a girl and don’t pay, and you think you’re in the right!"

Long Fei furrowed his brows, glanced at the hotel owner, then at the burly men around, thinking they might have pulled an ’Immortal jump’ on his little brother-in-law.

He asked Fat Wang, "Is this true?"

"I was alone and bored, so I found a girl to chat with. I couldn’t resist in the moment!"

Fat Wang explained with his head down.

The hotel owner looked at him with disdain, thinking to himself, damn, you were playing just as professionally as anyone else just now.

He said to Long Fei, "Give me five thousand yuan, and you can take him away."

Long Fei responded with a cold face, "For visiting a girl, that’s way too much money, don’t you think?"

The hotel owner sneered, shouting at Long Fei, "What do you mean? Don’t want to pay?"

The other men also picked up sticks and machetes, threateningly staring down Long Fei with menacing faces.

Long Fei said coldly, "Paying for prostitution is only fair, and the money indeed has to be given."

He took out a wad of cash from his bag and handed it to the hotel owner.

This five thousand yuan was taken out on the way, originally intended as living expenses for this little brother-in-law.

"If you’d given it earlier, all this bullshit wouldn’t have been necessary. You’ve wasted everyone’s time!"

The hotel owner counted the money, previously thinking Long Fei was an easy mark who would be scared into paying.

One of the stout men grabbed Fat Wang and kicked him toward Long Fei.

Fat Wang stared at the five thousand yuan in the hotel owner’s hand, swallowing hard, thinking this stingy brother-in-law really must be rich.

Damn, he hands out so much cash in one go.

Long Fei instructed him, "Shengli, go close the door."

"Brother-in-law, just call me Fat Wang!"

Fat Wang buttered him up and obediently closed the glass door.

The hotel owner and other burly men frowned as they stared at Long Fei, asking, "Motherfucker, you’re still not leaving?"

Long Fei smirked, "I’ve paid for the prostitute. How are we going to settle the score for hitting someone?"

Fat Wang swallowed his spit, thinking this stingy brother-in-law was really looking for trouble!

He tugged at Long Fei, worried, wanting to slip away.

There were over a dozen big men in the room; how could they possibly win?

The hotel owner cursed, "Kid, did you two come here today looking to make trouble on purpose?"

"What’s the rush? I’m just discussing with you!"

Long Fei spoke unhurriedly but swung his hand out at him abruptly.

With a slap, the hotel owner, weighing over 150 kilograms, was flung into a cabinet next to him.

"Holy shit!"

Fat Wang yelled out in shock, not expecting Long Fei to act so decisively and with such formidable strength.

What happened to talking it out?

"Motherfucker!"

"Kill him!"

"..."

A group of sturdy men cursed and without another word, picked up their sticks and machetes and started to gang up on Long Fei.

Long Fei raised his hand upward, a trace of disdain on his face. Channeling essential Qi into his palms, he struck out with the Cloud-Dispelling Palm with a smack.

The essential Qi leaked outward, exploding with a boom.

That pair of hands produced a total of sixty-four afterimages.

Before the group of strong men could react, Long Fei waved his hands and sent out a shock wave.

Bang, bang, bang!

The dozen or so strong men were knocked flying like sandbags, crashing heavily to the ground.

They each spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, several ribs shattered by the impact.

If not for Fat Wang being close by, one might have thought it was all rehearsed.

Long Fei walked over, stepping on the face of the shop owner, and asked him, "Now do you know how the money should be calculated?"

Dragon Qi surged from his body, the immense pressure nearly scaring the shop owner to wet himself.

This was the true Kingly Qi. Long Fei might not have felt it, but the bystanders sensed it very clearly.

It was as if their lives were completely in Long Fei’s hands.

The shop owner trembled as he returned the five thousand Long Fei had just taken and took out more than a thousand from today’s earnings, crying and pleading, "This is all the money I have left, please show mercy and spare us?"

"That’s more like it! I’m very easy to talk to."

Long Fei displayed a sly smile, took the money, and left with Fat Wang.

After they left, the shop owner and the other strong men breathed a sigh of relief, silently cursing, what the hell, when have you ever been easy to talk to!

He pulled out his phone and hastily made a call to his boss.

Their boss had a bit of a history with Long Fei.

It was none other than Ma Ming from the Ma Family Three Brothers.

The hair salons and hostel girls on this street all belonged to Ma Ming.

The shop owner split the profits with him fifty-fifty. Sometimes they would also run scams on customers, mainly depending on whether the customer caught on.

In the taxi, Long Fei gave all the money to Fat Wang and instructed him, "Your sister went to apply for a job. I’ve rented a place for you, where you’ll stay for now. Spend this money frugally. I’ll find you a job, and from then on, you need to support yourself. Your sister and I won’t look after you anymore."

"You think this little money is enough to send me away?"

Fat Wang fiddled with the banknotes, mumbling to himself in his head.

Not daring to speak his thoughts aloud, he obediently packed away the money and asked Long Fei with curiosity, "Brother-in-law, didn’t my sister just become the manager of the cafeteria department? Why is she suddenly looking for a job again?"

"She quit!"

Long Fei lit a cigarette and took a drag with the window rolled down.

Fat Wang exclaimed in surprise, "Quit? Why did she quit?"

Long Fei ignored him; it wasn’t a conversation to have with him.

He noted that Fat Wang didn’t resemble Wang Xiaoya at all.

Now he really wondered if Wang Xiaoya was even their biological child.

If she was, what kind of parents would make things so hard for their daughter? Knowing full well that she struggled in the city, they still pushed their son onto her.

Seeing that Long Fei was ignoring him, Fat Wang thought to himself resentfully, "Act all high and mighty. One day I’ll have my sister dump you and find someone better."

The two returned to the village and arrived at the rented house.

Fat Wang stood at the door, looked up, and frowned unwillingly, "This is where you’re having me stay?"

In his mind, he at least deserved an apartment.

Long Fei led him upstairs, where Xu Dong was already waiting for them at the door.

On the way there, he had reached out to Xu Dong.

Xu Dong had planned to move on Sunday and wasn’t going to vacate this place yet.

But Long Fei needed it.

Without a word, Xu Dong agreed and hurried back during his lunch break.

Once the door was opened, he went inside and quickly grabbed a few belongings.

Blankets, an electric fan, a television—he left all of that behind.

Only then did Fat Wang realize that Long Fei also lived here.

Disappointment filled him as he thought about how his sister ended up with such a man who didn’t even have a decent place in the city.

A rental was one thing, but it was so low-grade.

The room, barely ten square meters, was about the size of the toilets back in their village.