The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 237: I’m Actually Very Gentle_1

Chapter 237: Chapter 237: I’m Actually Very Gentle_1

At noon, the Parrot Bar, which usually doesn’t open until later, was unlike past days, and had its doors opened early.

In the bar, many people were seated in the hall, chatting casually, making it very lively. At a glance, there were hundreds of people, big and small, in the bar.

About half an hour later, a figure suddenly appeared inside the bar.

He was not old, just twenty-two or twenty-three, very handsome, his black hair blowing randomly to the left, his mouth puffing on a cigarette, and the curling smoke gave him a somewhat decadent demeanor.

Glancing around, he was not deterred by the large crowd, and headed to the second floor as if he had not noticed anyone.

"What’s your business?" A middle-aged man watched the newcomer ask.

Zhang Xian’s mouth curled in a slight smile, pulling an eerie grin, "Is the owner of the Jinwan casino here?"

The middle-aged man asked in doubt, "Who are you?"

Zhang Xian flicked off some ashes, said, "He invited me over, saying he was a bit uncomfortable."

"You’re Zhang Xian?" The middle-aged man asked in astonishment.

Zhang Xian chuckled, "That’s right, I didn’t realize that I’m so well-known! Many people recognize me."

"Our boss is waiting for you upstairs." The middle-aged man looked Zhang Xian up and down and after patting down Zhang Xian’s body, he instructed, "Follow me."

Zhang Xian knew the middle-aged man was looking for guns or other weapons on him and didn’t prevent the man’s actions. After being patted down, he lit another cigarette, and followed them.

"So, this guy is Zhang Xian?"

"Eh, how could he be this young? The boss didn’t call us here for this guy, did he?"

"I thought it was going to be someone big shot! Turns out it’s just a little dude."

Once the bar employees saw that the boss’s target was a young man, their interest faded. They reckoned this guy didn’t warrant the attention of the four experts upstairs.

After all, those four were the boss’s bodyguards, and their strength was substantial. Even if all of them stormed up, they may still not take them down.

"Our boss is inside."

The middle-aged man brought Zhang Xian to a room door, knocked, and after receiving a response from inside, he opened the door and announced.

Zhang Xian rubbed his nose and walked in nonchalantly.

The room was not very big and very simply furnished, in a very popular style.

On the sofa, a middle-aged man in a white suit was crossing his legs, smoking a cigarette, with an elusive smile on his face.

Behind the middle-aged man, there were four more men in black suits, acting up, wearing sunglasses even indoors.

The four didn’t gaze around, standing off straight, with evenly paced breathing, following a specific rhythm, indicating they were experts.

"You ... are you Zhang Xian?" Ouyang Shuo, surprised to see a young man walk in.

He had thought that even if Zhang Xian was young, he would be in his thirties, but it turned out it was just a twenty-something, unremarkable pretty boy.

Zhang Xian’s gaze focused on Ouyang Shuo’s face, asking, "Where is Wen Yulan?"

"She’s in the room in there." Ouyang Shuo chuckled, stood up, and walked toward a small door on the side.

Zhang Xian followed Ouyang Shuo into the room.

This was a room within a room. But what was strange was that this room was more spacious than the exterior one, and the decor was a lot more lavish, it felt like some kind of lounge, fully equipped with audio-visual equipment.

Zhang Xian paid no heed to the layout of the room, but fixed his gaze on Wen Yulan and Yueyue not far off, fire flickering in his eyes.

In the corner of the room was a crucifix, tied to it was Wen Yulan, her hair disheveled, blood at the corners of her mouth. Her white dress had been torn to reveal red stripes left by a whip. Next to her, Yueyue had already passed out with several wounds on her body, her small frail body lying on the floor, shaking from time to time.

"Yo, Brother Xian has arrived!" Brother Shan, holding a whip, looked at Zhang Xian with a chilling smile.

He was a cruel man, sparing no means to achieve his ends, even treating the woman he liked with brutal measures.

After Wen Yulan was captured, he ordered her to be tied up and whipped cruelly. On the one hand, he enjoyed it; on the other hand, he wanted to provoke Zhang Xian.

It wasn’t hard to tell from Zhang Xian’s angry expression that he had been very successful in his provacation.

"First, let me introduce myself."

Ouyang Shuo, as if he didn’t notice Zhang Xian’s rage, introduced himself with a smile, "I’m Ouyang Shuo, the owner of Jinwan Casino, and also the king of the underground world in Yantai."

"Ouyang Shuo?" Zhang Xian chuckled.

"Correct." nodded Ouyang Shuo, "You might not have known me or heard of me, unaware of what I represent in Yantai. I also don’t know who gave you the courage to stir up trouble in my Jinwan casino, challenging my authority. But starting from today, you will get to know me profoundly and realize how foolhardy you’ve been..."

"Trash..." Before Ouyang Shuo could finish talking, Zhang Xian walked over and snapped Ouyang Shuo’s neck.

Ouyang Shuo’s pupils dilated, and he fell over in disbelief.

Seeing that, the bodyguards were stunned, staring disbelievingly at Ouyang Shuo’s body on the floor.

After they regained their senses, they were enraged, simultaneously drawing out their handguns as black as ink, intending to riddle Zhang Xian with bullets.

"Pff...Pff..."

Just then, a strong gust of wind appeared and severed their arms.

"What’s going on..."

The four middle-aged men stared at their bleeding stumps, dazed for quite some time, not even feeling any pain.

It looked like Zhang Xian hadn’t done anything, how did their arms get chopped? It took them less than a second to draw their guns, how could Zhang Xian accomplish that in such a short time?

"Pff...Pff..." a few more gusts of wind appeared.

The so-called experts didn’t know what was happening; they suddenly felt it hard to breathe, as if something had blocked their airways, and toppled over in terror.

"How’s this possible..." Brother Shan was almost scared pissless.

Zhang Xian slowly walked towards Brother Shan, giving a cold chuckle: "You’re the one who hit Teacher Wen, aren’t you? Did you have a good time just now? How would you like a taste of the whip?"

"You...don’t come over..." Brother Shan swallowed hard, retreating in pure horror.

Zhang Xian strode forward, snatching the whip from Brother Shan’s hand, and lashed out at him.

"Ahh..." a grotesque scream echoed.

Watching the shrieking Brother Shan, Zhang Xian gave a frosty chuckle, and lashed out again. After the second whip strike landed, without hesitation, swiftly followed the third, fourth, fifth and sixth.

"Ahh..." Brother Shan clutched his head and tumbled around on the ground, screaming more pitifully than a slaughtered pig.

Zhang Xian didn’t intend to stop, with an indifferent look in his eyes, he wielded the whip mechanically, resolving to whip this bastard to death.

It had infuriated him that Wen Yulan was captured and beaten. But what enraged him most was that this bastard dared to lay a hand on Yueyue.

"Zhang Xian..." Wen Yulan was awakened by Brother Shan’s grotesque screams, she opened her eyes only to see Zhang Xian furiously wielding the whip.

The sight before her eyes was brutal, Brother Shan had been whipped beyond recognition, and the ground was dyed red with fresh blood. But looking at Zhang Xian’s cold face, she felt strangely warmed.

"No...no more...please..." Brother Shan pleaded weakly.

Zhang Xian allowed himself a cold smile, showing no signs of stopping as he continued to wield the whip, until Brother Shan drew his last breath.

Droping the whip, he saw that Wen Yulan had already awoken. Witnessing such a barbaric scene, he rushed over and tried to lighten the mood: "Teacher Wen, I’m actually very gentle."

"You..." Wen Yulan was puzzled, having trouble adjusting to the abrupt change from ruthless to sleazy Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian explained: "Teacher Wen, I’m really gentle, you must have seen wrong before."

"Pff..." Wen Yulan laughed.

When she thought of Yueyue, her smile vanished abruptly. She anxiously asked: "Zhang Xian, how’s Yueyue? That bastard even whipped Yueyue, did he..."

"Don’t worry, that bastard is dead." Zhang Xian walked over to Yueyue, squatting down to check on her

Finding that Yueyue merely had some superficial injuries and had passed out, he heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Teacher Wen, Yueyue is okay, she just passed out."

Wen Yulan also breathed a sigh of relief, "You really scared me just now. I thought Yueyue... I’m glad you arrived on time."

Zhang Xian untied Wen Yulan, picked up Yueyue and said, "Teacher Wen, rest assured, I’ll always be your strongest defence. With me here, the sky won’t collapse."

Wen Yulan rolled her eyes at Zhang Xian. She attempted to walk, but she was too injured, and any movement would trigger severe pain making her gasp for breath.

"Should I carry you?" Zhang Xian asked.

Wen Yulan hesitated, then asked: "If you carry me, what about Yueyue? She’s injured too."

Zhang Xian’s eyes moved to the window, he pulled down the curtains, then carefully avoiding her injuries, he tied Yueyue to his back.

Seeing this, Wen Yulan quickly walked behind Zhang Xian to check. Finding the ties weren’t too tight and avoided Yueyue’s injuries, she finally relaxed.

Zhang Xian gave a sly smile, slipping an arm around Wen Yulan’s waist and picked her up.

Wen Yulan gasped in shock, "You... what are you doing? I... You should’ve warned me before you picked me up, you scared me half to death."

"So heavy..." Zhang Xian said: "Teacher Wen, you need to lose weight."

Wen Yulan stared at him, "Zhang Xian, do I... do I look fat? Don’t lie."

Zhang Xian said: "To be honest, I haven’t seen your body, so I don’t know how good your figure is. How about taking off your clothes and letting me see? Then I’d know whether you’re fat or not."

Seeing Zhang Xian still in the mood to flirt with her at this time, Wen Yulan became angry, "Zhang Xian, will you...will you die if you act seriously? Always like this..."

Zhang Xian said, "Where am I not serious enough? I’m always very serious, OK?"

"You..." Wen Yulan was speechless.

Zhang Xian chuckled, saying, "Alright, I won’t tease you anymore. There are still quite a few people waiting downstairs, I need to go take care of them!"