Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 196 - 199: The Annoying Title

Chapter 196: Chapter 199: The Annoying Title

Chapter 199 The Aggravating Title

The girl’s instinctive fear and timidity were fully exposed at that moment.

Looking at her pretty face, which had changed color from fear, Lin Zifeng still felt a bit of pity and responded in a dull, husky voice, "He intended to take advantage of you, so should we just let him go?"

Under Lin Zifeng’s intense gaze, the girl became even more restrained, stammering, "But, but fighting isn’t the solution. Besides, he hasn’t actually done anything to me yet." As she spoke, her small head bowed down lower under the cold stare of Lin Zifeng’s eyes, afraid that the mysterious man in front of her might get angry, especially since Lin Zifeng was wearing an ancient bronze mask, and who knew what kind of person he really was.

By this time, the middle-aged fatso had been beaten by Lin Zifeng until he was exhausted. His originally fat pig-like head had swollen up significantly, especially his pig-like cheeks, which were now swollen like watermelons, and his yellow teeth had been knocked out by Lin Zifeng, retiring them early. It seemed he would have to stick to drinking porridge for the foreseeable future.

If it weren’t for solving this unnecessary trouble for Nangong Bing, another innocent cabbage would have likely been ruined by this beast today.

Seeing the girl’s mixed emotions of nervousness and fear, Lin Zifeng’s heart gave a shudder.

But he also felt pity for the girl. Working at a nightclub at such a young age was really a waste of her pretty face and her potentially bright future. Although she appeared young, one could tell she must have had her difficulties; of course, Lin Zifeng didn’t consider himself to be saintly enough to perform earth-shattering acts of kindness, but encountering her was perhaps fate.

He opened his mouth, his expression indifferent and his voice dull and husky, "So, you would just let him go without teaching him a lesson?"

Gazing at Lin Zifeng’s indifferent, imposing bronze mask, along with the mystique below the mask, the girl merely glanced up at Lin Zifeng briefly before lowering her head again.

In a voice barely audible and heavy with emotion, she muttered, "I, I don’t know, but, but I hope you stop hitting him. If you keep going, you might actually kill him."

Hehe, what an interesting child.

Lin Zifeng chuckled bitterly inside.

It was clear to see that the girl had a kind heart; at least, unlike most women who would have probably kicked the man a couple of times by now. Since she didn’t want trouble, Lin Zifeng didn’t want to drag her any further into this messy situation.

In a husky, indifferent tone, he said, "You should go back. Don’t do this job anymore; it’s not suitable for you."

The girl paused, her expression slightly strange, but she obediently got out of the car. With an anxious heart, she walked step by step towards the other end of the street. At around three in the morning, the girl felt somewhat wronged, having been tricked into coming here by her unscrupulous classmates on her first day at work, and it made her feel even more wronged that Lin Zifeng mistakenly thought she was that kind of woman, which washed away her little pride.

If she could explain now, the girl would surely seize the courage to clarify everything to Lin Zifeng without hesitation. But on second thought, she seemed to have no relation to him at all, right?

She couldn’t even claim a fleeting encounter, so how could she explain?

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As the girl’s figure gradually disappeared, Lin Zifeng lit a cigarette and leisurely sat in the car, drawing breaths of smoke.

Looking at the middle-aged fatso who was playing dead in the leather car seat, Lin Zifeng lazily kicked his fat head a few times, but after two or three touches, the man still didn’t move at all.

This started to irritate Lin Zifeng.

After smoking and exhaling clouds of smoke, he took the cigarette butt and pressed it against the man’s fat pig-like feet.

"Ah!"

A scream as miserable as it gets.

The middle-aged fat man was so scalded that tears almost flowed out, but the pain in his mouth hadn’t ended before his fatty hand suffered another hit. He felt that tonight was the unluckiest night of his life.

He hadn’t provoked anyone, yet he had to suffer this torment. What in the world was this all about?

Looking at Lin Zifeng’s bronze mask, the middle-aged fat man almost cried in desperation.

From the way this young man in front of him acted, he was definitely ruthless. Heaven knows how he would be treated next, so the middle-aged fat man endured the immense pain, preventing himself from yelling and even tried feigning death; but to his horror, this damned young man went as far as to burn him with a cigarette butt!

If he could curse now, the middle-aged fat man would have already been jumping and swearing, but now his face wasn’t even his own anymore, beaten to look like a pig’s head three times over. What could he possibly say?

"Spare me! Spare me, oh brother, I don’t know where I offended you. If I, Xiang Shaotao, have done wrong, I apologize here, no! No! No! I apologize to you, big brother," the middle-aged fat man pleaded, his eyes wildly agitated, his entire chubby face smeared with blood.

Even his hair was stained red with the blood flowing from his body.

The middle-aged fat man, named Xiang Shaotao, was one of the business partners Nangong Bing brought to Yanjing City to discuss a project, an important future partner for Tianyu Group’s expansion in Yanjing City.

During this trip to Yanjing, Nangong Bing’s whereabouts were discovered within just a day. There must have been a mole, so Lin Zifeng took the opportunity to find out his details while Nangong Bing was asleep at night.

After all, killing Sun Ziliang tonight was definitely not just a simple murder. If things weren’t handled well afterward, Nangong Bing would undoubtedly face unpredictable difficulties in the future.

Lin Zifeng never left any potential threats behind in anything he did, especially when it involved people close to him.

"Do you know why I’m looking for you?"

Lin Zifeng still looked indifferent at Xiang Shaotao, his eyes exuding immense confidence, as if he had seen through all the secrets hidden inside Xiang Shaotao’s heart.

I, I bloody have no idea why you’re looking for me! I’m just minding my own business, and you beat me till I look like a pig’s head. And you’re asking what you want with me? I’m already letting it slide by not asking you, and now you’re turning the questions on me?

Xiang Shaotao’s facial expressions trembled as he spoke, and the pain made the mouth Lin Zifeng had beaten almost tear up.

If time could rewind, Xiang Shaotao would never go chasing girls alone at the back alleys again. Walking the night roads too often, one is bound to encounter ghosts.

"Big, big brother, I don’t know where I’ve offended you, sir. If there’s anything lacking in my hospitality, please, big brother, forgive me this once. I will change, I surely won’t make the same mistake twice. Okay? Big brother!"

Xiang Shaotao was completely terrified by Lin Zifeng’s menacing presence, a man in his forties or fifties grovelingly calling someone else big brother, referring to himself as a little brother. Such rapid change in age addressing was too fast, wasn’t it? Lin Zifeng himself didn’t think he had reached that notoriously tricky level.

He couldn’t accept it.

Most importantly, Xiang Shaotao’s admitting attitude was indeed not bad, but it was a pity he didn’t actually know what he did wrong. Instead, he was blindly admitting faults here which clearly showed that this guy was no good bird.

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