Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 715 Slap in the Face

Chapter 715: Chapter 715 Slap in the Face

The waiter looked at Zhang Chang like he was an idiot.

"Who are you to demand to see our boss? Our boss is incredibly busy and certainly doesn’t have time for your petty squabbles."

The waiter flatly rejected Zhang Chang, and beside him, Liu Yan laughed out loud twice, "Idiot."

This left Zhang Chang with a look of displeasure, and abruptly, he turned around and kicked the waiter: "When I tell you to go find him, just go find him. Cut the crap."

"You dare to strike someone here, security!"

The waiter didn’t back down and immediately shouted for security.

The club’s security quickly arrived upon hearing the commotion and immediately surrounded Li Feng and Zhang Chang.

Liu Yan, watching this scene, couldn’t be more thrilled, his gaze swept over Li Feng: "Keep pretending, keep it up! Li Feng, is your friend a plastic bag? So good at pretending. Did you even consider your own weight before you started?"

"Birds of a feather flock together, after all. You’re trying to compete with me for the younger sister, I’m not even looking down on you."

Liu Yan scorned Li Feng and then suddenly turned around, "Director Wang, let’s just leave this to the security, let’s not let these trash ruin our mood."

"You dare hit me? You must have the audacity of a bear’s heart and a leopard’s gall. Do you know who I am? Throw them out."

This waiter clearly had backing. In this club, he also had some clout, yet they dared to mess with me.

"Let’s see who dares to touch me," Zhang Chang said fiercely, his tone menacing, reminding that this was no longer in Jin City.

Just then, the club’s lobby manager, upon hearing what was happening, rushed over and saw Zhang Chang being surrounded, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Stop."

"Everyone, stop!" The lobby manager hurriedly ran over. The waiter turned his head and looked at the approaching manager with a gloomy face.

"Manager Bai, what’s going on, you know these two?"

Manager Bai pushed the security away; "Everyone, back off." The security looked at the manager, unsure of whose orders to follow.

"Jiang Zihao, do you realize what you are doing!"

Jiang Zihao sneered coldly, unconcerned with Manager Bai: "Manager Bai, that’s what I should be asking you. These people aren’t even members. Who let them in? Don’t you know our club is members-only, catering to esteemed members?"

"Not just anyone is qualified to consume here. These are the rules set by my uncle. Manager Bai, what do you think our club is? Are you treating it like it’s your own house to bring every Tom, Dick, and Harry here?"

Manager Bai looked at Jiang Zihao, who was playing dumb. Jiang, though just a waiter, often brought his questionable friends to consume here. If it wasn’t for him being the nephew of the club owner, Bai would have kicked him out long ago.

"Jiang Zihao, you’ve caused a big problem."

Jiang Zihao shrugged and sneered, "Ha, Manager Bai, don’t scare me with your threats. I think you should be the one reflecting on how to explain this to my uncle."

Manager Bai shook his head and didn’t continue arguing, quickly pulling out his cellphone to make a call.

"President Jiang, perhaps you should come down to the lobby. One of your esteemed guests is having a conflict with your nephew."

Jiang Zihao, watching Manager Bai report him, coldly smiled, determined to push him out today or he wouldn’t be a Jiang.

A bald, chubby man came running over, panting heavily. Jiang Zihao turned to look at the bald man, "Second Uncle, please help, this man surnamed Bai is slandering me...!"

Jiang Zhihao was about to turn the tables when the bald, chubby man got to him and smacked him across the face with a loud slap.

"Second Uncle, why did you hit me?"

The bald, chubby man looked at his nephew, kicked him so hard that Jiang Zihao fell to the ground, "A good-for-nothing trouble-maker, I don’t recognize you as my nephew."

After kicking him, the bald, chubby man quickly turned and ran to Zhang Chang, raised his hand and slapped himself across the face without a word.

"Mr. Zhang, it’s all my fault for poor management, letting this little beast ruin your mood."

Zhang Chang looked up at Jiang as he slapped himself, a cold smile on his lips, "Just one slap and it’s over? Your nephew was acting so mighty just now, almost throwing me out."

Zhang Chang then patted his face.

"Disrespecting me and embarrassing my brothers in public, Jiang, you’ve really done it. This place is too big for us; let’s leave it at that."

With that, Zhang Chang grabbed his phone, "Guys, let’s go find another place."

Seeing Zhang Chang’s attitude, Jiang immediately felt a chill in his heart. Being a part of this circle, he well knew how these young masters valued face. If these people just walked out today, not only would his club likely shut down, but he himself might not survive this.

"Mr. Zhang, please don’t leave, give me a chance, I’ll handle it right now."

After saying this, Jiang turned around, his expression darkening, "Beat him mercilessly, beat him like you want him dead." Jiang ruthlessly ordered his security guards to beat up his own nephew.

"Second Uncle, I am your own nephew, how could you...!"

Jiang approached and started to throw punches and kicks at Jiang Zihao himself, genuinely using full force.

Liu Yan and others watched this scene, dumbfounded and shivering inside, a bad premonition rising.

"What’s happening here?"

At that moment, a group of people walked out of the club, immediately noticing Jiang beating someone, they were surprised.

"*Hiss*"

Director Wang suddenly drew in a breath of cold air, glancing at a young master among the group. His subordinate quietly asked, "What’s wrong, Director?"

"That’s Li Feng from Chang Kong Industry. I’ve had the pleasure to meet him once; he’s one of the top three tycoons of Hong Kong."

"Also, that one, Tang Rong from Tang Dynasty who is a big figure in our Sea City’s business circles. Tang Dynasty Investments, which he founded, named him one of the top ten outstanding youths in Sea City just two years ago."

Director Wang recognized only two people in the group, but was already profoundly shocked. The group of about ten people clearly had substantial means to hang out together, just like Liu Yan had said: Birds of a feather flock together.

It was unlikely for such people from different circles to gather together randomly.

Soon, this group joined Zhang Chang and Li Feng. Many of their gazes instantly fell on Li Feng.

"Hey, the famous Mr. Li from Century, I’ve long admired your name. I am Tang Rong from Tang Dynasty."

Director Wang watched as Tang Rong eagerly reached out to shake hands, and suddenly felt dizzy; there were many unspoken rules in this circle.

For example, with handshakes, if you’re not worthy, the other would completely ignore you. But extending a hand first signified high regard and acceptance of one’s status.

He had just disdained Li Feng, wondering if that would make Li remember him now. Director Wang suddenly started feeling uneasy.