The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 84 - 0084: Expert Intervenes

Chapter 84: Chapter 0084: Expert Intervenes

The commotion startled everyone in the bar, all fearing they might get hurt, they scrambled towards the exit.

The bouncers who saw it was Wuu Yaodong didn’t dare to intervene, only making sure everyone else left first.

The blasting music suddenly stopped, all the main lights turned on, and the area around everyone’s ears instantly became much quieter.

Ding Xue’s legs were a bit weak from the stun baton, and she retreated two steps with the support of Lin Yingying.

Wuu Yaodong, supporting his head, got up, this time bringing over another group of people from outside.

The bar was quickly filled with burly men.

Each one was dressed like a gangster in black tank tops and tight pants, with sneers and shiftiness evident on their faces.

One of them yelled at Wuu Yaodong, "Young Master Wuu, the brothers are all here!"

Wuu Yaodong nodded and cursed at Long Fei and Chu Feng, "You little shits, are you two looking to die, daring to meddle in Young Master Wuu’s affairs?"

Long Fei casually draped his arms over the railing and whoosh, he jumped straight down from the second floor.

From a height of three meters, his legs didn’t even bend as he landed.

Chu Feng gave a thumbs up and praised from behind, "Badass, I give that performance a hundred out of a hundred!"

Wuu Yaodong and the others were startled and those who were timid even took two steps back.

Long Fei stepped forward to protect Lin Yingying and Ding Xue, snorting coldly at Wuu Yaodong, "You’re trash, not even worthy to be my grandson, let alone act tough with me. Bullying two women shows no skill, come at me if you’re tough!"

"F*ck, you’re really asking for it!"

Wuu Yaodong pointed at him and cursed loudly, waving his hand, the gangsters picked up whatever they could and without another word, started smashing them towards Long Fei.

The inside instantly turned chaotic, and Lin Yingying simply helped Ding Xue up to the second floor. Upon seeing Chu Feng, she urgently said, "Aren’t you going down to help him?"

Chu Feng gestured for the two women to sit down, refilled their glasses with wine, and smiled lightly, "Do you know who my brother is? He’s the reincarnation of Zhao Zilong of Changshan, one man is enough. Just take a sip of wine and sit back and enjoy!"

"Drink your ass, were you just deliberately watching us get laughed at?"

Ding Xue, furious, cursed and stood up, leaning on the railing to look down.

Long Fei was already clashing with a group of thugs, who attacked him one by one, tightly surrounding him.

This wasn’t a movie; Long Fei didn’t have a move that could sweep away thousands of troops.

However, he landed a punch on one of them.

Blood spurted, fists hit flesh, it was quite a stimulating sight.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Five or six knives simultaneously slashed at him from all directions.

He swiftly ducked down and spun around with a sweep kick.

There was a succession of cracking sounds as his right leg, which seemed like an iron rod, shattered the ankles of five or six thugs, who howled in pain as they rolled onto the ground.

A thug with a knife went for his back, and the two women above shouted anxiously, "Watch out behind you!"

Long Fei was already on guard, he dodged down swiftly.

The slashing knife missed his head, and he grabbed the thug’s leg and yanked it forward fiercely.

The thug lost his balance and clattered backward to the ground.

Immediately afterward, a chair came crashing down from above.

Long Fei’s body sprang up like a spring, and he hammered his fist into the chair.

With a bang, the chair broke, his punch going straight through to the chest of the thug and sent him flying three or four meters away.

Chu Feng clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Beautiful!"

"You can really sit still!"

Ding Xue was speechless looking at him, grabbed a wine bottle from another table, and started lobbing it at the thugs below.

Lin Yingying also grabbed a wine bottle and began tossing them wildly, Yingying’s aim wasn’t bad either; three or four bottles down, and one of the thugs was knocked to the floor.

Wuu Yaodong took one look and cursed furiously, "Get up there and kill them!"

Five or six thugs holding machetes and clubs charged towards the second floor.

"What the hell, getting shot while lying down too?"

Chu Feng shook his head, tossed the chair in his hands, and sent it smashing towards the staircase entrance.

Just as a thug poked out his head, the chair flipped him over with a clatter, tumbling him back down.

The thugs behind cursed furiously, "F*ck your mother!"

They brandished their knives, slashing towards Chu Feng.

Chu Feng grabbed plates from the table and swiftly flung several of them out.

The plates spun rapidly, smacking against the thugs’ knees with a sharp crack.

Broken pieces littered the floor, shattering the thugs’ kneecaps on impact.

Three or four thugs rolled forward in pain, clutching their thighs and screaming miserably.

The remaining one, holding a steel rod, tried to imitate Chu Feng by hurling it at him.

"Your strength is too feeble!"

Chu Feng sneered, caught the steel rod with ease, and hurled it back.

The rod buzzed through the air, smashing against the thug’s head with a loud clang.

The thug let out a yelp, his head spinning as he tumbled to the ground.

Ding Xue and Lin Yingying stood by, holding their bottles, dumbfounded by the scene.

The more they watched, the more they felt something was amiss; they couldn’t fathom the origins of Long Fei and Chu Feng.

Each of them seemed trained in combat, yet they were working as security guards at a company.

With their skills, they were unlikely to end up as mere security guards.

Downstairs, the thugs were strewn across the floor.

Five or six ran away, and in the end, only one wide and plump man remained standing in front of Wuu Yaodong.

He swallowed nervously and shouted to Wuu Yaodong, "Second Young Master Wuu, don’t be scared, I’ve had training!"

"Ya!"

He raised his fists, his voice drawn out in a long wail as he charged at Long Fei with a punch.

Long Fei curled his lips into a cold smirk and threw his fist forward, meeting the man’s punch head-on.

A crack resonated, the thug’s arm jolted backward, snapping the elbow bone instantly.

The burly man screamed like a slaughtered pig, clutching his arm and rolling on the ground with a twisted expression of agony.

Wuu Yaodong trembled in fear, turned, and ran for escape.

Long Fei stepped forward, grabbed the collar of his suit, and swung him violently backward.

Wuu Yaodong, skinny and tall like a child, flew through the air and smashed into a pillar, screaming as he crumpled to the ground.

A moment of silence filled the bar’s main hall as the bouncers, anxious, asked their boss, "Big Brother, what do we do now?"

The boss wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and whispered, "Don’t meddle, we can’t afford to mess with these guys!"

He knew from watching Long Fei’s movements that this was no ordinary man.

With Second Young Master Wuu there, he couldn’t call the police to deal with it and could only watch helplessly.

Chu Feng, upstairs, motioned to Ding Xue and Lin Yingying to come downstairs, grabbed a bottle of whiskey, and sneered at Wuu Yaodong, "Buddy, who were you calling a grandson just now?"

Wuu Yaodong clenched his teeth in pain, growling, "Don’t get cocky, I’m Second Young Master Wuu, you can’t afford to mess with me!"

"Is that so?"

Chu Feng chuckled, but his gaze was anything but friendly.

He suddenly reached out with his left hand, clamping down over Wuu Yaodong’s mouth and prying it open, then with his right hand, he poured whiskey down his throat.

Wuu Yaodong gulped down a few swigs, his breath failing to catch up, causing him to splutter the liquid back out.

The burning sensation from the alcohol was piercing and suffocating, leaving him gasping like a dog, gagging and nauseous.

Long Fei turned to Lin Yingying and asked, "Yingying, you decide, should I break one of his arms or a leg?"

Despite his dizziness, Wuu Yaodong understood this question clearly, which scared him so much that he nearly wet himself.

Lin Yingying hesitated, not used to being addressed by a man in such a manner after so long.

Blushing, she glanced at Wuu Yaodong and shook her head, "Let it go, no more trouble!"

Ding Xue added, "Let’s hurry and leave before the cops come and we all lose our jobs!"

"That settles it then!"

Long Fei and Chu Feng shrugged and walked off without further hassle, accompanied by the two women.

Wuu Yaodong, eyes bloodshot, bellowed after them, "You wait, I’ll make you pay!"

His anger brought up the alcohol in his stomach, causing him to vomit on the spot, splattering himself from head to toe.

The bouncers at the bar, feeling somewhat sick themselves, called 120 for an ambulance to quickly take them away.