The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 329: Elder Sister Mei Ting, you let go of your mouth_1

Chapter 329: Chapter 329: Elder Sister Mei Ting, you let go of your mouth_1

At Sunset Town, a deserted highway, two groups of people stood in confrontation.

Dong Qian did not comment on the Sunset Casino. After getting off the car, she hid behind Fu Meiting and Duan Hong, her big eyes full of curiosity.

"Kid, you’ve got guts!"

The beefy middle-aged man walked up to Zhang Xian, sneered, "You suddenly stopping the car. Did you await us?"

"You are somewhat clever." Zhang Xian chuckled, "But, your intelligence isn’t much. If it were at an average level, you definitely wouldn’t mess with me."

The middle-aged man snorted, "Kid, I can’t deny you played well, you bluff too. But unluckily, I’m not easily frightened. Your act won’t work on me."

"You still won’t admit?" Zhang Xian laughed, "Do you think I would dare to stop if I had no skills?"

"Ha ha, I’ve seen many trash like you." The middle-aged man roared with laughter, "You don’t have skills. You put on a good show; without some guts, you’d actually scare me."

Zhang Xian shrugged his shoulders, getting ready to commence as he noticed the man did not believe him.

He initially did not want to fight. After all, he was intending to take the Black Fist Club under his wing -- there was no point in fighting his own people. However, it seemed the other party did not see it like this.

In that case, he just had to take them down with a little bit of effort.

"Attack, make it clean..."

As the middle-aged man saw Zhang Xian approaching, he gave the orders while stepping back, acting like the top dog.

Upon hearing his words, his minions charged towards Zhang Xian with amused smiles.

To them, the young man in front of them was nothing but a show-off trying to intimidate them. They were pretty confident they could finish him off in less than a minute.

"Bang..."

Zhang Xian took a step forward, sending a middle-aged man flying.

Followed by a punch on the head of a middle-aged man to his left, he then pirouetted in mid-air, swinging his right leg onto the neck of another middle-aged man like an axe.

"Bang... Bang..."

The two middle-aged men went flying one after another, none of them got up. The earlier man who was hit also remained the same.

In the first round, in less than three seconds, three people were downed already.

"Your capabilities are really lame."

Zhang Xian smirked, raised his hands again, and knocked two more men with a flurry of casual blows.

Seeing the series of events, the man leading the group moved backwards in fear. The youngster, he seemed to be really powerful, and his men were simply no match for him, falling like infants.

"Bang..."

Zhang Xian landed a kick, knocking the last middle-aged man down. He reached the leader of the group in a few strides.

The middle-aged man backed away in fear, "You... don’t come over."

Zhang Xian sneered, "Weren’t you acting all tough earlier, thinking I was trying to scare you? From my perspective, you should be quite strong, right?"

"Bro... Brother... please... please show mercy." The middle-aged man was powerless.

He was bold earlier because he believed that Zhang Xian was just in his twenties and his physical prowess wouldn’t be a threat to him. However, he never thought that Zhang Xian would be this powerful.

A few of his men had charged up, and they were all beaten to the ground even before they could touch Zhang Xian. They were devastated, crying and running everywhere.

Zhang Xian wiped his nose and said, "Alright, take your men and get lost! You’re so pathetic, I can’t be bothered to hit you. It’s just pointless."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and started to retreat. When they first arrived, they were poised, but now, they departed wringing their hands in distress.

"It’s all clear now, let’s go!"

Watching the van leave, Zhang Xian walked over to the Audi and chuckled.

Duan Hong looked puzzled, "Zhang Xian, you’ve always been dominating, why did you let that guy go today?"

Zhang Xian said, "Elder Sister Hong, you didn’t like me being dominating, did you?"

Duan Hong said, "When did I say I didn’t like you dominating? Please, don’t be ridiculous. Or do you have so many women now that you can’t remember who said what?"

"It was you who said it!" Zhang Xian declared, "You always remind me to be gentle before we start."

Duan Hong slapped her forehead, her face full of disapproval.

This damn guy, where is his mind wandering off? How can... how can those things be compared?

Dong Qian glanced at Zhang Xian and Duan Hong, a blush slowly spreading across her flawless face, making her even more beautiful in the gentle breeze.

Zhang Xian turned his gaze, noticing Dong Qian’s shy demeanor. He walked over, laughing, "Come here, Qianqian, in this beautiful moment, let’s share a kiss."

"Ah..." Dong Qian lowered her head instantly as she shot a glance at Zhang Xian. Her cheeks, originally flushed, were now red enough to bleed.

Zhang Xian wiped his nose, ready to lean in for a kiss on Dong Qian.

Fu Meiting’s mouth twitched unnaturally a few times, and she pushed Zhang Xian away with a stern, "Get off me!"

Caught off guard, Zhang Xian approached Fu Meiting, "Elder Sister Meiting, you wanted a kiss? Why didn’t you say so? Come on, the weather is perfect for smooching today. I’ll keep you company and give you as many kisses as you can take."

"Back off right this instant..." Fu Meiting swung her foot at Zhang Xian’s crotch.

Zhang Xian deftly side-stepped, feeling goosebumps all over, "Elder Sister Meiting, what the hell? When did you learn this move? Is it fair to kick this area?"

Fu Meiting scolded angrily, "I just learned it, what are you going to do about it, huh? If you make another move, I’ll show you the true meaning of pain."

"You... what do you mean by this?" Zhang Xian protected his crotch, looking at Fu Meiting, "Wasn’t it you who initiated the kiss just now?"

Fu Meiting rebuked, "Me... when did I ever want to kiss you? Stop your groundless babble."

Zhang Xian retorted, "Isn’t it? When I was about to kiss Qianqian, you intervened, doesn’t that mean you wanted my kisses? I’m irresistible, you obviously meant that..."

After being stumped for a while, Fu Meiting started to laugh.

Zhang Xian found Fu Meiting’s laughter somewhat eerie, and he took a step backward, asking: "What are you up to? Don’t tell me you have some new devilish scheme. I’ve had enough of your pranks recently, so don’t play any more tricks on me. I’ll have you know that even a cornered dog will leap over a wall, let alone a charming lad like myself. You’re really pushing my buttons."

"I’m not playing any tricks! I just find you incredibly cute." Fu Meiting hooked her finger and laughed, "You wanted a kiss, didn’t you? Come on then!"

"Really? You’re not tricking me?" Zhang Xian eyed Fu Meiting suspiciously.

Who knows what she’s been up to lately; Fu Meiting seems to love opposing him, ruining his plans and causing him all sorts of trouble.

Fu Meiting’s sudden change in attitude, her being this agreeable, was so out of character that it made him fear that he was being set up again.

Oh, having a wife like this is truly a tough pill to swallow! Had he not been resourceful, he would have been toyed around by Fu Meiting to no end.

Fu Meiting scoffed, "Are you coming, or not? What could you possibly want from me?"

"Of course I want it, why wouldn’t I!" Zhang Xian rubbed his hands and rushed over to carry Fu Meiting into his arms.

Seeing this, Duan Hong and Dong Qian quickly turned their heads away. They were used to Zhang Xian’s oddities; public displays of affection were a small price to pay for being with him. They wondered what other tricks he had up his sleeve.

Mu Cheng’s lips also twitched involuntarily as she turned away. Some people just manage to get under your skin in the most bizarre ways.

Just as Fu Meiting parted her lips slightly, allowing Zhang Xian a taste of the sweetness, she suddenly grabbed his neck and bit him.

"Ouch..." Zhang Xian yelped, his eyes bulging while flailing his arms and legs, "Elder Sister Meiting, what are you... trying to do? You bit me, it hurts, let go... no, release me."

Fu Meiting bit Zhang Xian’s lower lip, her eyes twinkling as she watched him, all the while refusing to release him.

Duan Hong and Dong Qian turned their heads, not knowing what to say.

They were curious why, until now, Fu Meiting who never let Zhang Xian take advantage of her, was suddenly so passionate, impulsively attempting to kiss Zhang Xian.

At this moment, they finally understood; Fu Meiting had tricked Zhang Xian again.

"Serves you right..."

Mu Cheng turned back and saw that Fu Meiting had bitten Zhang Xian’s lips, leading her to burst into laughter.

Needless to say, Fu Meiting has outdone herself this time. Zhang Xian, who shamelessly asked for kisses, had his precious lips bitten bloody by her. She wondered whether he would have the guts to ask for kisses in the future.

"Elder Sister Meiting, it hurts!" Zhang Xian voiced his discomfort: "How long do you plan to keep doing this?"

Fu Meiting held Zhang Xian tightly, leisurely backing up towards the Audi, opened the rear door, and made herself comfortable inside, completely disregarding Zhang Xian’s suffering.

"Damn, it hurts..." Zhang Xian didn’t want to follow, but his mouth was clamped between Fu Meiting’s teeth. Hence, he had no choice but to follow her.

Otherwise, his adorable lips would be ripped apart. She showed no mercy, tugging and pulling without any consideration for him.

"Let’s head home." Mu Cheng chuckled, sliding into the driver’s seat.

Dong Qian and Duan Hong also got into the car, their eyes filled with sympathy as they looked at Zhang Xian. Given Fu Meiting’s stance, she probably wouldn’t let go anytime soon.

"Elder Sister Meiting, can you let go now?" Zhang Xian looked at Fu Meiting and asked.

Before, he thought Fu Meiting had a hidden agenda, and after stealing a kiss, he was most certainly tricked. Had he known she would do this, he wouldn’t have kissed her. He had incurred a tremendous loss this time!

Fu Meiting winked at Zhang Xian but gave no indication of releasing her grip.

Zhang Xian threatened, "Elder Sister Meiting, if you don’t let go, I’ll grab and squeeze your chest until you’re flat as a plain bun."

The laughing eyes of Fu Meiting darkened even more but she completely ignored Zhang Xian’s threat. Instead, she stuck out her full chest, challenging him in a conspicuous way.

Zhang Xian hesitated for a moment, then firmly grabbed Fu Meiting’s chest.

Fu Meiting’s eyebrows knitted together; it was a bit painful. But she didn’t loosen her grip, she bit down even harder as if intending to bite off his lips.

"Damn it..."

Feeling that Fu Meiting was biting harder, Zhang Xian promptly released her.

Having his lips bitten made him obedient. Regardless of his reluctance to harm Fu Meiting, her two rows of strong teeth also made him suffocate, making him afraid to act rashly.