The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 408 - 408 408 Too Bad at Choosing the Time

408: Chapter 408 Too Bad at Choosing the Time 408: Chapter 408 Too Bad at Choosing the Time “Candlelight dinner, huh.”

Lin Fei looked on, somewhat surprised.

“It’s just lighting a candle.”

Mu Shanshan said irritably, then poured herself a glass of red wine.

Lin Fei took the red wine and poured himself a glass as well.

“Cheers.”

He invited Mu Shanshan to toast.

After taking a sip, Lin Fei said, “Why invite me to dinner?

Be honest, have you lost your heart to me?”

Mu Shanshan gave him a glare, “How can you let your imagination run so wild?

I owe you for what happened today.

This dinner is just a way to express my gratitude.”

Lin Fei waved his hand, chuckling, “We’re practically an old married couple, what’s there to thank for?

How about you just give in to me, wife?

Then we’d have both the name and the reality of a married couple.

Heh, just thinking about it excites me.”

“Lin Fei!” Mu Shanshan’s expression chilled.

Lin Fei quickly backed down, “Okay okay, no more jokes.

Go ahead, wife.”

“This matter was resolved perfectly, not only did it not affect the reputation of our hotel, but it also brought us a lot of partnership projects.”

Lin Fei nodded and took a sip of red wine.

“By the way, wife, I have a question for you.”

“What question?”

“Looking at it now, what do you think the odds are of you and your uncle beating Mu Shaopeng and his father in the competition?”

Mu Shanshan propped her chin with her delicate hand, pondering, “I think it’s about fifty-fifty right now, but there’s still half a year to go.

I’m confident that we’ll be able to win by then.”

“That’s good; I believe in my wife.”

With that, he raised his glass again.

After the toast, the dishes happened to arrive.

Just as Lin Fei was about to pick up his knife and fork to eat, a sudden bad feeling surged in his heart.

Having spent years abroad in constant danger, Lin Fei had always relied on his intuition to escape from numerous life-and-death situations.

So this unusual feeling immediately set off alarm bells for Lin Fei.

He immediately scanned his surroundings alertly but couldn’t spot any anomalies, which frustrated him even more.

“What’s wrong?

Not to your taste?”

Mu Shanshan asked with concern.

Lin Fei shook his head; he had lost all appetite and turned his gaze toward the window.

Across the building directly opposite them, Lin Fei saw two people on the rooftop about ten meters away.

One seemed to be looking at this side with binoculars, while the other…

seemed to be holding…

“Watch out!”

Lin Fei shouted, flipped the table over with a shove, and sprung to his feet.

Simultaneously, the sound of shattering glass rang out as the floor-to-ceiling window splintered into powder, grazing Lin Fei’s shoulder and smashing the restaurant’s large chandelier.

The chandelier shattered, plunging the restaurant into near-darkness.

The diners were mostly frantic, causing chaos all around.

Mu Shanshan, pinned under Lin Fei, saw the tear on his shoulder with blood flowing out.

Recalling the gunshot that had just sounded, she realized how closely she had just brushed with death and reflexively called out his name.

“Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

Seeing that Mu Shanshan was unharmed, Lin Fei gave her a reassuring smile and touched the side of her face.

“Stay here against this wall and don’t move; I’ll be right back.”

Mu Shanshan gripped the hem of Lin Fei’s clothes, not wanting him to take the risk.

“Don’t worry.”

Lin Fei tenderly removed Mu Shanshan’s hand.

He stayed close to the wall, scanning back and forth with the sharp gaze of a hawk, judging the distance between them.

The rooftop was just about ten meters away, an easy jump.

Lin Fei found a stick and extended it with his coat toward where Mu Shanshan had been sitting.

Bang!

Another sound.

The coat was shot to pieces.

Lin Fei realized the opportunity had come.

He dropped the stick and dashed toward the window, picking up a dining knife from the ground on his way.