Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 137: You’ve Been Given Face, Haven’t You?

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: You’ve Been Given Face, Haven’t You?

Wei Lan glared at Li Zidong with a slight anger. How dare he ask her to warm his bed? Where did he get that confidence from?

"Are you done?"

Wei Lan stood up coldly, grabbed the cup in front of Li Zidong, and splashed the water at him.

"I think you need a wake-up call."

Having said that, Wei Lan turned and walked away. This guy was nothing but a clown. On what ground did he dare such things—just because he’s Li Feng’s brother?

"Hmm, interesting."

Li Zidong wiped his face with a hand, a first-time experience to be splashed with water. He squinted his eyes at Wei Lan as she turned to leave.

She was dressed in her professional attire, her figure outlined beautifully, which combined with her domineering personality, set a fire ablaze in Li Zidong’s heart.

This woman was indeed different.

Li Zidong got up and swiftly caught up to Wei Lan, grabbing her arm. Wei Lan flung her hand to free herself, but Li Zidong pinned her against the wall with a classic "wall-slam."

"Let go of me."

Li Zidong smirked arrogantly, "I’ve seen many women, but you’re the first to splash me like that. Just for that, I’m quite taken with you."

"I’ve changed my mind."

"How about being my girlfriend?"

"Are you out of your mind?" Wei Lan gazed coldly at Li Zidong. This man was absolutely sick, narcissistic to the point of deranged.

Li Zidong met Wei Lan’s icy gaze. The less she minced her words, the more Li Zidong felt it. This was probably what they called ’cheap taste’.

Li Zidong had girls in Jin City like changing clothes, it was too common for him. With his background, any beauty would comply with just a flick of his finger—too unchallenging.

The domineering female CEO.

Tsk.

Definitely different.

Li Zidong looked at Wei Lan playfully, "I am sick, why don’t you cure me?"

"Let go, or I’ll show you no mercy," Wei Lan warned, out of patience. Instead of getting angry, Li Zidong seemed somewhat excited.

"How will you show me no mercy? Bring it on, baby!"

Wei Lan couldn’t stand Li Zidong’s disgusting demeanor anymore and, without holding back, aimed an "infertility kick" right at his groin.

Li Zidong hadn’t expected Wei Lan to really strike, let alone with such force. He almost bulged his eyes out as the blow landed dead-on.

Wei Lan shoved Li Zidong away and turned to leave.

Li Zidong took a deep breath, "You kicked me and you think you can just leave?" Despite the pain, he turned and grabbed Wei Lan.

"If I don’t ride you today, my name isn’t Li."

Wei Lan, looking at Li Zidong sticking to her again, directly grabbed his wrist and employed the "Eighteen Wolf Defense Skills" in a smooth action. Li Zidong, already injured and slow to react, was swiftly put down by Wei Lan.

"You woman, you’re addicted to hitting, aren’t you?"

Wei Lan’s face was cold and grim as she twisted Li Zidong’s arm, causing him to cry out in pain.

Ding dong.

The elevator doors opened.

Wei Lan let go of Li Zidong and got into the elevator.

"Hey, it’s me, Wei Lan."

Wei Lan was a bit agitated, pressing down her anger as she spoke into the phone, "I beat up your brother."

Li Feng, who was driving, was stunned for a moment.

"You beat up Li Zidong?"

"Yes."

Wei Lan answered straightforwardly without explaining, "I’m just letting you know. If you’re upset and want to remove me, I accept it."

"I must have misread someone," Wei Lan said, and then hung up the phone.

Li Feng listened to the dial tone, sensing the other party’s great ire, he frowned and stepped on the gas to speed up the car.

Wei Lan descended from the elevator to the bottom of the tower when she was stopped just as she exited the elevator.

"What do you want?"

Wei Lan looked at the person blocking her, "Move aside."

"Sorry, ma’am, Mr. Zidong says you can’t leave yet."

Hearing this, Wei Lan knew these two were the minions of that narcissistic thug upstairs; she couldn’t be bothered to say more and reached out to make a grab, planning to force her way through.

Wei Lan had trained in self-defense, and her skills were not bad, which was why Li Zidong had been unsettled by her, but Wei Lan’s reach was sufficient to deal with a playboy like Li Zidong—facing Li Zidong’s two bodyguards, however, she came up short.

Before Wei Lan could exert any force, she found she couldn’t budge her hand; the next second the opposite side exerted power, and Wei Lan was blasted away.

"Lady, don’t hurt yourself. Mr. Zidong will be down soon."

Wei Lan, blocked at the elevator door, bit her lip.

The elevator next to them opened, and Li Zidong, leaning against the wall, came out and turned his head to look at the obstructed Wei Lan, a glint of brutality flashing in his eyes.

"Woman, you dare to kick my ’junior,’ thinking I extended you a courtesy, huh?"

Li Zidong strode forward and swung a slap toward Wei Lan, who raised her hand to block. His rage intensified, "Hold her down."

"No woman I want to sleep with has ever been unattainable."

"You wanted to resist, didn’t you? Keep resisting!"

Li Zidong, overwhelmed by anger, coldly swept his hand for another slap—a woman that excited him in a rare way.

Wei Lan instinctively closed her eyes.

But the slap never landed.

"Li Feng, mind your own business, let go of me."

Wei Lan opened her eyes to see Li Feng standing behind Li Zidong, grabbing his wrist, feeling an inexplicable sense of relief.

Li Feng coldly glanced at Li Zidong, "Li Zidong, she’s mine. Don’t go too far."

Li Zidong stared blankly for two seconds, then burst into laughter.

"Ha ha, ha ha ha."

Li Zidong laughed until his stomach hurt. "She’s yours? Yours? Li Feng, can we be realistic here, with you of all people?"

"I’ve heard you’re nothing more than a dog in the Wei Family. You don’t actually think she likes you, right? What are you worth?"

"Have some self-awareness, will you? Was playing the role of a door-to-door son-in-law once not enough, now you want to marry into the Wei Family again?"

"The lady arranged for you by the old man from the Wang Family is a nation’s beauty, isn’t she sweet enough? Although you’d still be a son-in-law, at least it’s way better than the Wei Family."

"As for her, she’s mine."

Li Zidong glared coldly at Li Feng, utterly disregarding this illegitimate son of the Li Family; he was the heir to the Li Family.

As for Li Feng, he was nothing.

Li Feng looked at Li Zidong, "Li Zidong, this isn’t Jin City."

"So, brother, you want to hit me? Come on, I’ll let you take a shot, just try hitting me."

Li Zidong scornfully faced Li Feng, leaning in close.

"What, you don’t dare?"

Li Zidong sneered contemptuously, "If you don’t have the balls, then stop pretending. Your woman? Ha, that’s a joke."

"I’m taking this woman; rest assured, I’ll record the process and send it to you, teach you how to pick up girls."

"Ha ha."

"Take her away."

Li Zidong looked at Li Feng arrogantly, and Li Feng reached out to block Li Zidong.

"Li Feng, put your hand down, I’m calling you ’brother’ to show some respect, don’t be ungrateful, or else, losing face will be very ugly."