The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 465 - 0465: Death on the Street

Chapter 465: Chapter 0465: Death on the Street

Tea restaurants differ from tea houses, as they offer not just tea but also a variety of snacks, which are quite popular in the Yue Region.

Zhang Jingbiao recently got involved with a small celebrity from the eighteenth tier, who comes from a lower-class background in Xianggang, growing up eating food from tea restaurants.

Even after making money, she’s still fond of a type of dish-rice here.

This dish is similar to the rice with toppings from inland, a plate of rice smothered with various stir-fried dishes.

For the lower class, it’s a great deal because it includes both rice and vegetables.

Due to special reasons, Xianggang did indeed prosper for a hundred years.

But the wealthy are only a part of it; many lower-class civilians actually live worse off than those in the mainland.

In a place where land is worth its weight in gold, a family cramming into a tiny cage home of just over a dozen square meters is something unimaginable to mainlanders.

As soon as Zhang Jingbiao brought her over, he booked the entire restaurant.

To him, this amount of money is just chump change!

His surprise upon seeing Long Fei was evident, and he promptly stood up with a swoosh.

The bodyguards who accompanied him filled two tables, and they all stood up as well.

The restaurant owner, unaware of the situation, hurried over to explain to Long Fei and Lin Yingying, "Sorry, our restaurant is not welcoming guests at the moment, you should go elsewhere!"

Speaking with a heavy Yue Region accent, he left Long Fei totally confused, who thought to himself that promoting Mandarin still had a long way to go!

Lin Yingying, tugging at Long Fei, tried to leave, but Zhang Jingbiao already had someone lock the door.

He sneered at Long Fei and said, "Mainlander, I didn’t settle the score with you back at my place—do you think I’m afraid of you? Seeing that you also practice martial arts, let’s have a bout today."

He had wanted to compete with Long Fei the day before and now that he finally had the chance, he was not about to let them leave.

The restaurant owner, on the verge of tears, intervened, "Young Master Zhang, our business runs on thin margins and can’t endure much chaos. How about I play host today and treat both of you to a drink? Harmony is the most precious, after all!"

Before he could finish, Zhang Jingbiao slapped him, sending the owner flying with a smack.

Thud! He collided with the tables behind, knocking them over.

The employees followed out, terrified, and hurriedly helped the owner up, all of them retreating towards the back.

Zhang Jingbiao glanced at them and said coldly, "When Zhang Jingbiao is doing his business, it’s not your place to stick your nose in. Keep blabbering, and see if I don’t torch your little shop."

"No, no!"

The owner of the shop, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, kept nodding and forcing a smile.

It was Long Fei’s first time witnessing such violence, with fights breaking out at the drop of a hat.

Why involve the shop owner?

Zhang Jingbiao had that look of ’I’m the boss here,’ lit a cigarette, and gestured to his men with a wave of his hand.

Surprisingly, that small celebrity looked excited, clinging to his arm and admiringly saying, "Young Master Zhang, you’re so cool!"

Laughing heartily, Zhang Jingbiao reached down and gave her behind a squeeze.

His face, trembling with rolls of fat, showed no trace of a wealthy family’s young master but more like a thug from the movies.

That group of bodyguards, more than a dozen strong,

held wine bottles and chairs, with some wearing brass knuckles they always carried, cursing and threatening, "Damn your mother, daring to offend our Young Master Zhang!"

"Die, scumbags! Eat shit!"

The group’s blows were strong enough to kill.

Tables, chairs, and bottles flew everywhere, scaring the restaurant owner and the staff into closing their eyes.

They didn’t know how Long Fei had offended Young Master Zhang, but if someone was killed, their little shop would have to close down.

"We’re telling you, you’re finished!"

Lin Yingying screamed in dismay, thinking to herself that these people were really asking for it by provoking Long Fei for no reason.

She knew Long Fei would protect her, but faced with the attack of so many strong men, she subconsciously sought refuge in Long Fei’s arms.

Long Fei embraced her, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, as a gust of air suddenly surged around them.

Like a transparent circular barrier, it blasted fiercely in all directions.

Bang, bang, bang!

A series of dull thuds, and more than a dozen burly men, without even coming into contact with Long Fei’s body, were screaming as they got sent flying one after another.

All at once, the interior of the restaurant turned chaotic, tables and chairs clattering loudly as they collapsed to the ground.

Everyone present was shocked, and a group of waitstaff couldn’t even make out what had just happened.

Those who didn’t know any better might have thought they were shooting a movie there!

Long Fei, looking at Zhang Jingbiao with disdain, said, "Is that the best your men can do?"

"Essential Qi released outward!"

Zhang Jingbiao’s eyes widened, and his whole body trembled.

As a man who knew his stuff, he hadn’t expected Long Fei’s cultivation level to have reached such an extent, almost on par with his own master.

He swallowed hard, at a loss whether to fight or flee.

If he fled, he would be laughed at to death in the future.

He pushed away the starlet next to him, clenched his right hand into a claw, and lunged for Long Fei’s throat.

This Eagle Claw Technique was executed perfectly, his right foot stamped the ground, cracking the floor beneath with a snap.

Strength traveled from his legs up his spine to his arm.

The speed was extremely fast, comparable to an eagle swooping down on its prey.

If it had been an ordinary person, such a great force would’ve torn the throat outright with Zhang Jingbiao’s claw.

But Long Fei effortlessly grabbed his wrist with a casual move of the hand.

Zhang Jingbiao was startled and tried several counter-moves to break free from his grasp.

But Long Fei’s grip held firm like a pair of pliers, immovable no matter how hard he struggled.

"Damn it, let go!"

Zhang Jingbiao kicked out at Long Fei’s body, but Long Fei casually set his foot on Zhang’s ankle.

With a thud, Zhang’s ankle bone was shattered, eliciting a scream of agony as his entire face twisted with pain.

Long Fei smirked, "With such meager skills, you dare to act all high and mighty here?"

With a push of his hand, Zhang Jingbiao’s body was sent flying as if a child tossed by Long Fei’s mere flick.

With a heavy thud, his robust figure slammed into a table behind him, shattering the solid wood into pieces.

The bodyguards, frightened, scrambled up from the floor and surrounded Long Fei, unsure of what to do.

Zhang Jingbiao spat out blood and, clutching his chest, struggled to turn over and get up.

But with his ankle crushed by Long Fei’s blow, the pain was so intense that he had lost all sensation in the limb, rendering his leg completely immobile.

The starlet screamed at the top of her lungs, "Murder! This mainlander’s committing murder! Call the police, get the cops to catch him!"

Long Fei, eyeing her shrill, petulant manner, slapped her from a distance with an open hand.

With a slap, her face violently shook, and she tumbled to the side, her shouting abruptly silenced.

"So noisy!"

Long Fei shook his head, having no fondness for such a woman.

Lin Yingying looked at him, surprised, thinking to herself when had this guy started hitting women too.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out a stack of cash from his storage ring, and placed it on the table, addressing the restaurant owner, "Two servings of rice with toppings, two baskets of barbecued pork buns, two bowls of wonton noodles, two iced milk teas. It’s too hot; add some extra ice."

The restaurant owner thought Long Fei would leave after the fight, but to his astonishment, Long Fei leisurely took a seat at the table.

The staff, terrified, hastened to prepare everything; facing such a tyrant, they dared not provoke him.

Zhang Jingbiao and the starlet were propped up by their bodyguards, pointing and cursing at Long Fei, "You mainlander, just you wait!"

They left, carefully avoiding Long Fei, each displaying a bruised and battered appearance.

The starlet cried all the way, convinced that the mainlander had no class, hitting a woman like that.

Once back, she was determined to go on Facebook and rant about these locusts.