The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 238 - 238 238 No Bust No Butt

238: Chapter 238: No Bust, No Butt 238: Chapter 238: No Bust, No Butt In the Meishilin Restaurant’s second floor, the slightly overweight balding middle-aged man who had been kicked away by Lin Fei struggled to his feet with the help of two restaurant waiters, and then, furious, he roared at the seven or eight waiters gathered around him, “Idiots, what are you standing around for, get him now!”

While berating the waiters, the balding middle-aged man kicked them to propel the group of seven or eight waiters towards Lin Fei and his company.

“Uncle, go ahead, I’m ready to take pictures,” Xu Yingying, unafraid, pulled out her phone, eagerly hoping Lin Fei would spring into action as she saw the waiters charge at them, at the beckoning of the slightly overweight balding man.

Not just Xu Yingying, even the flamboyantly dressed teenager Xu Jiao took out her phone, obviously aiming to capture the scene of Lin Fei in action.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Too lazy to deal with the two girls, Lin Fei watched as the seven or eight waiters charged at them and decided to act instead of lecturing.

His kicks were lightning-fast, no more than a second passed.

The waiters, called upon by the middle-aged man to attack Lin Fei and his friends, were without exception sent flying backward.

Crash!

Clatter!

The strength and angle of Lin Fei’s kicks were clearly well thought out, as all seven or eight waiters who charged at them fell down into the second-floor service area.

The dining area, already partially destroyed by the previous commotion involving the two waiters and the so-called supervisor falling, was now completely ruined following the downfall of the seven or eight restaurant waiters.

“What a waste, what a waste.”

Looking at the second-floor dining area that he had single-handedly destroyed, Lin Fei couldn’t help but inwardly lament.

However, the lament was just that, inward and silent.

There was no helping it, since he, Lin Fei, was already full from eating on the top floor.

“Uncle, can you even do it anymore?

I didn’t catch a single shot, that doesn’t count, let’s do it over,” exclaimed Xu Yingying, frustrated at Lin Fei.

His swift and clean handling of the seven or eight charging waiters drew the sidelong glances of surrounding diners, with some young female diners even showing stars in their eyes.

However, it also drew the extreme dissatisfaction of Xu Yingying, the mischievous girl.

Of course, she, Miss Xu, had taken out her phone and struck a pose, ready to capture the scene of Lin Fei in action—which she found incredibly cool.

But alas, Lin Fei moved too quickly, so fast that she, Miss Xu, didn’t even have time to react.

All that posing and emotional investment had gone to waste, so how could Xu Yingying, the troublesome girl, be satisfied?

“Go hang out wherever it’s cool,” said Lin Fei dismissively, shooing Xu Yingying away from his side.

Internally, with regard to her bizarre request to redo the action, he truly didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

What a joke, as if fighting was effortless.

Besides, if anyone tried to hire him on overseas mercenary battlefields, the price would be so high that even wealthy magnates like President Mu would have to think twice.

Furthermore, even if Lin Fei were to consider their unusual friendship that transcended age differences and didn’t mind showing off again, the seven or eight waiters groaning in pain on the dining area floor certainly wouldn’t agree to a do-over.

It’s clear as day, who in their right mind would take a beating and ask for seconds?

“Uncle, I snapped some photos of you; you looked really cool just now.” Unlike Xu Yingying’s slow reaction, Xu Jiao, the little devil, had started burst shooting even before Lin Fei made his move.

Although, due to the phone’s processing speed during burst mode and Lin Fei’s abnormally fast kicking speed, she didn’t manage to capture the moment of his kick.

Still, she did capture two of the seven or eight security guards being kicked into the air by Lin Fei.

At a glance, that photo had quite the shock factor.

“Xu Jiao, send me the photo.” Glancing covertly at Xu Jiao’s phone from the corner of her eyes and seeing that Xu Jiao wasn’t lying, Xu Yingying darted towards her, trying to snatch Xu Jiao’s phone to transfer the shot photos to her own.

“Why should I?!

You wouldn’t even give me Uncle’s number when I asked; why would I send you the photo?” Although Xu Jiao was young, her reaction speed was clearly nothing to scoff at.

With an elegant turn, she dodged Xu Yingying’s attempt to grab the phone and with her lips slightly parted, did not forget to expose Xu Yingying’s dirty little secret.

“Xu Jiao!

We had a deal that I would treat you to five meals at Meishilin before giving you Uncle’s number, and this is just the third time.” Xu Yingying, an unyielding chick with undeveloped pride, wasn’t deterred by Xu Jiao’s exposure and stood with her hands on her hips, her eyes shadowed with purple eyeshadow, glaring at Xu Jiao as she said word by word, “Xu Jiao, I’m warning you.

If you still want Uncle’s number, you better transfer the photo to me obediently.”

Clearly, Xu Yingying was starting to pull out her trump card.

If it were a few days ago, Xu Yingying’s threat would have had a significant deterrent effect on Xu Jiao, who was desperate to get Lin Fei’s number.

Otherwise, Xu Jiao wouldn’t have agreed to invite the foodie Xu Yingying out for a late-night meal at Meishilin.

However, Xu Yingying’s threat didn’t seem to intimidate the current Xu Jiao much anymore.

Because Lin Fei himself was standing right beside her, she obviously didn’t need to get his number from Xu Yingying anymore.

“Uncle, I’ll be your little wife too, can you give me your number, please?” Xu Jiao ignored Xu Yingying’s threat completely and turned around to cling to Lin Fei’s legs.

“Xu Jiao, have you no shame?

Look at yourself in the mirror.

With your flat chest and no backside, how could you even think of being Uncle’s little wife?!”

Before Lin Fei could even begin to express his feelings about potentially acquiring another little wife, Xu Yingying, who always boasted of being Lin Fei’s little wife, lost her temper first.

Facing anyone who dared to threaten her position as Miss Xu’s number one little wife of Lin Fei, Xu Yingying never held back from merciless retaliation.

Xu Jiao, not taking kindly to Xu Yingying’s derogatory comments and clutching at Lin Fei’s legs for his number, glanced at Xu Yingying’s undeveloped little buns with a look of disdain and with her lips glossed in shiny lip color, turned up the corner of her mouth mockingly, “As if you’re anything to brag about.”

“Ah, you little hussy Xu Jiao, Granny’s going to fight it out with you!” Unable to land a blow and instead being scorned by Xu Jiao, Xu Yingying, feeling indignant, charged headfirst towards Xu Jiao.

Clearly, Xu Jiao’s scorn had awakened Xu Yingying’s deep-seated witchy nature…