We will! We will rock you!
We will! We will rock you!
...
Amidst the jubilation, a few discordant notes emerged… The men at the next table were clearly regulars at this kind of nightclub. Their attire was unconventional and stylish, suggesting they were quite wealthy. Two of them had been eyeing Qiaoqiao for some time, glancing at us intentionally or unintentionally. When they saw Qiaoqiao excitedly jump onto the table, the two men opposite her couldn't help but stand up as well, and one of them deliberately whistled loudly at Qiaoqiao.
As for the other one...
My face darkened.
Because I clearly heard it: along with the music, everyone in the venue was chanting "We will! We will Rock You!"
But that guy, while winking and making faces at my Qiaoqiao, was clearly yelling "Fuck You!"
I'd already had a few drinks, and my head was spinning. Seeing this scene, I immediately flew into a rage and jumped to my feet. Wood and Aze, who were next to me, saw it too and stood up with me.
The men at the table opposite us, who were clearly quite numerous and didn't seem afraid of trouble, suddenly stood up—five or six of them—and glared at us angrily.
I sneered and glanced at Aze and Mu Tou: "How long has it been since we fought in a bar?"
Aze and Mu Tou smiled slightly, and then the three of us grabbed a bottle each and were about to rush over. Suddenly, Qiao Qiao grabbed my arm. I turned around and saw Qiao Qiao glaring at me: "How can I be left out of your fight?"
The four of them laughed and immediately walked over. Seeing that there were only three men and one woman, the other party seemed emboldened. As they approached, several of the younger men immediately came forward, some shouting, "What are you doing?"
I kept my head down, my face hidden in shadow, and didn't look at them. I said coldly, "Who said that nonsense? I didn't hear clearly. If you have the guts, say it again."
"Haha!" one of the guys laughed, his posture somewhat arrogant: "I told you, so what? This chick's pretty hot... Brother, if you're willing to transfer... chick, you come back with me tonight, I'll give you 20,000, how about it?"
I sighed: "I just want to hear you say that sentence again."
This guy seemed to sense the change in my tone, but he wouldn't back down in this situation, holding his head high. He shouted, "I said Fuck You! So what...?"
Snap!
Before he could finish speaking, I smashed a bottle of Royal Salute over his head, turning it into a jumbled mess of liquor. The guy was initially on guard, but my attack was incredibly fast. How could an ordinary person dodge it? Plus, I was drunk, so the blow landed squarely on his head. He only had time to groan before collapsing to the ground.
"Holy shit!"
"Oh shit!"
After a few shouts and curses, several men from the other side pounced on us and started fighting with us.
Back when we four wolves were hanging out together, we used to fight all the time in bars, so naturally we let loose and went all out when we relived those old times.
Of course, I was the main attacker. I kicked one of the guys so hard he fell onto the sofa. Then I went up and punched him hard in the face. Blood gushed from his nose, but that only made me more excited.
Aze was agile, as slippery as a fish, while Mu Tou was a "technical" striker. With a medical background, he possessed an intimate knowledge of the human body, always striking the right spot. He never seemed to exert much force, yet he could injure his opponent instantly…
As for Qiao Qiao… the other party didn't take her seriously from the start, and didn't even bother to deal with her. So, Miss Qiao used her usual strengths…
Hide on the perimeter and wait for an opportunity to ambush them!
Often, someone on the other side is grappling with Aze or Mu Tou. Suddenly, a bottle falls from behind and smashes into the back of their head, or they get a sudden, hard kick to the back of their knee with a high heel!
In just two exchanges, half of the other team's five or six members were already down. The scene began to become chaotic. Although the music was loud and no one had noticed our fight in the corner, it wasn't long before a waiter saw it, and people sitting nearby exclaimed in surprise.
Suddenly, a voice shouted, "Damn it! You didn't even call me when you were fighting! Martial Uncle, you've gone too far!"
A figure darted out from the crowd with incredible speed, then pounced like a cheetah! He grabbed one man by the collar in an instant, and without even lifting his hand, threw him aside, sending him crashing onto a nearby table with a loud thud. The man fell to the ground and never got up again.
The person who arrived was Lei Xiaohu, who had just run to the restroom and almost missed the fight.
This kid had drunk quite a bit tonight, and now that he'd rushed in, he was even more excited. Seeing the last guy trying to back away, he grabbed him and said, "Trying to run away! Don't be in such a hurry!"
After saying that, he released the man, but instead took two steps back...
I knew what this guy was up to the moment I saw him...
Sure enough! After taking two steps back, Xiao Hu turned around on the spot and executed a textbook-perfect roundhouse kick!
Bang! The last guy on the other side was thrown into the air as if a rope was pulling him from behind, and he crashed into the dance floor, knocking down two people in the process.
"Awesome! So awesome! It's been ages since I've fought like this!" Xiao Hu laughed heartily. I quickly pulled him aside, but in his excitement, he turned his hat backwards, the brim pulled back over his head, exposing his face. I could already see some of the onlookers pointing and whispering, their faces full of surprise. I was worried that Xiao Hu would be recognized, which would be troublesome.
The bar's manager and supervisor rushed over. Seeing that a fight had broken out, I didn't make things difficult for them. I coldly said, "I'll compensate you double for the damaged items! Then get someone to clean up this mess, clean up the broken bottles, and bring a fresh drink!"
We were clearly wealthy and powerful, and we were quite skilled in the fight. The manager and supervisor here were seasoned professionals; how could they dare to say a word against us? As for calling the police, they wouldn't even consider it.
After a large sum of money was scattered, the scene was cleaned up immediately. Although the fight had attracted attention, fights while drinking were common in bars, and no one found it strange.
After everything was cleaned up, the unfortunate guys were naturally helped out by the staff.
After sitting down, Xiao Hu was still complaining: "You guys didn't even call me when you were fighting! If I hadn't come back quickly... I probably wouldn't have had any fun at all."
I laughed and scolded, "Who told you to go to the bathroom... By the way, you were in the bathroom for a full half hour. I thought you'd fallen in... What are you up to?" I paused, then smiled again, looking puzzled, "Were you seeing some pretty girl outside just now?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Hu became hesitant, which surprised me. I had only said it casually, but I didn't expect it to hit the nail on the head!
"Um... I just came out of the restroom, and at the bar downstairs, I saw a girl drinking. I only glanced at her, but I felt she was different. Everyone else here was singing and dancing, but she just sat in the corner without saying a word, cold and aloof..."
"So you've fallen for her?" I laughed. "Then why don't you go and strike up a conversation? It's only natural for men to like women, and there's nothing shameful about striking up a conversation with a girl in a bar. As long as you're generous and don't do anything indecent, it's fine."
“I would like to… but in this kind of situation… what if someone recognizes me…” Xiao Hu shook his head and sighed, “Also, that girl doesn’t seem like an ordinary person. There are two or three guys standing around her, and they all seem to be protecting her. I saw some people trying to go up and chat with her from afar, but they were all pushed away.”
"Oh?" My eyes lit up, and without paying any attention, I laughed and said, "A rich young lady getting drunk at a bar? That's a classic scene. You should definitely go see it. Come on, I'll go with you."
I was trying to urge Xiaohu on when I suddenly heard footsteps ahead, and about a dozen people came running up! These people seemed to know the waiters here very well, and the waiters nearby immediately and tactfully moved aside.
A dozen burly men surrounded us and stood in front of our private room. Then, a young man slowly walked out from behind them.
This man looked to be about my age. At first glance, he had a sharp and angular face, clearly a rather composed fellow. He was also quite handsome. More importantly, his eyebrows and the contours of his eyes seemed to bear a striking resemblance to mine.
"May I ask, who just struck my man here?"
The man spoke slowly, his tone neither humble nor arrogant.
“It’s us.” I sat up straight and leaned back on the sofa. I knew there was no way to hide what had happened today, so I simply looked directly at the guy.
“I know it’s you.” The young man said seriously, “You should understand what I mean. I want an explanation from them. The men you just beat up are my men. I won’t ask what your grudges are. But… since they’re my men, I will protect them!”
Looking at the person's tone of voice, expression, and that seemingly familiar phrase, "If they're my people, I'll definitely protect them"... a strange feeling, hard to describe, welled up inside me.
“Xiao Wu…” Qiao Qiao suddenly leaned close to my ear and whispered with a smile, “Don’t you think the way this guy talks and the tone of his voice are quite similar to yours… back then?”
Part Three, Chapter Seventy-Eight: Little Tiger's Heroic Rescue
Qiaoqiao's words did indeed stir something within me. I couldn't help but scrutinize the young man, and he turned his gaze to me as well. Clearly, he had also realized that I was the backbone of our group.
I sat up straight, and my face was finally exposed to the light. When the young man saw my face, his expression changed slightly. I clearly saw his eyebrows twitch and the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitch slightly.
Then, a strange, inexplicable hatred flashed in his eyes as he stared at me.
Yes, that's right, it's hatred.
But I don't know this person at all.
"Hoo..." He seemed to take a deep breath, then exhale, gritting his teeth: "I thought it was someone else... It's Mr. Chen Yang... The famous Little Fifth Brother! Hehe! What wind blew Little Fifth Brother all the way here today?"
A thought flashed through my mind, but I kept a straight face: "Oh, you know me?"
"Ha! Who doesn't know Brother Wu now? Your picture is in the newspaper almost every day." The young man laughed exaggeratedly, but a shadow of gloom flashed in his eyes.
I didn't say anything, but I didn't believe him at all.
The reason... is very simple! Because he calls me "Little Fifth Brother"!!
Although the media is currently hyping me up, they don't call me "Brother Xiao Wu"; they respectfully refer to me as "Chen Yang." Domestic media outlets are largely unaware of my underworld background and my nickname in the underworld, "Brother Xiao Wu."
The young man in front of me suddenly called out my name, which clearly meant he knew my background.
"Oh. It seems you know me quite well." I smiled. "Where are you from? Qinghong?"
The young man chuckled coldly, but after laughing, he didn't answer me. He just stared into my eyes and said, "Brother Wu, with your current status, you really shouldn't be wandering around at night... Don't you know that there are many, many people in this world who want you dead?"
"Does that include you too?" I scoffed.
A look of determination flashed in the young man's eyes, and he slowly raised his chin. The burly men behind him immediately prepared to step forward.
I laughed, a very relaxed laugh.
The young man saw the smile on my face and a hint of suspicion appeared in his expression. He was about to say something...
I don't know when it happened... It was like a ghost, or as if it fell from the sky!
A figure suddenly appeared behind him, seemingly out of nowhere! Only I could see that this figure moved with incredible speed, emerging from behind the group of burly men. The movement was so bizarre that even his own men didn't notice!
The young man's previously determined expression changed instantly!
Because a cold hand had already reached under his neck from behind, and the thumb was gently pressing on his throat!
"Get your men back, or I'll break your neck."
The words were spoken softly. Although it was in Chinese, the tone was slightly harsh. The voice was right next to the young man's ear. Yet, the young man felt a chill run down his spine! This was absolutely the killing intent that only a top assassin could possess!
That hand on his throat felt like a cold snake, as if it might bite him at any moment!
The burly men behind the young man hadn't even had time to react before their leader was subdued.
The young man gritted his teeth, seemingly wanting to say something harsh, but the fingers pressing on his throat immediately tightened! Those fingers felt like a cold, hard iron clamp!
"Fine...back, back! All of you back!" the young man finally shouted in resignation. Then he stared at me intently, his eyes filled with hatred.
I smiled and waved my hand: "Let him go, Tu."
The cold hand finally moved away, and Tu released him, walking to my side. Only then did the young man finally see Tu's appearance clearly. When he realized he was a Black man, a strange look appeared in his eyes.
He seemed to hesitate for a moment, and his eyes looked restless with a hint of urgency. I suddenly laughed: "Young man, I know what you're up to, but if you want to live, you'd better behave yourself. Those guys behind you are nothing but decorations to me. If I wanted your life, I could just lift a finger, believe me?"
"..." The young man looked at me coldly, but pursed his lips and didn't say anything.
"Alright, now I'm asking you, who are you? What kind of person are you?"
"I..." The young man was about to speak when he suddenly realized that if he answered like that, he would be completely overwhelmed by my imposing manner. He bit his lip and then said in a deep voice, "Chen Yang, remember this, my name is Luo Lie, the Lie of blazing fire! I guarantee that this name will leave a deep impression on you!"
"Hehe..." I chuckled, showing no anger whatsoever, and then asked, "Are you one of Qing Hong's men? One of Shen Shan's old subordinates?"
“…No.” He looked at me proudly.
"Hmm." I nodded and didn't ask him anything more.
“Boss, we can leave now.” Tu whispered in my ear, “I think some of the people around us recognized you. Some have already made phone calls. I’m not worried about the police coming back, but I’m worried about attracting reporters or media. I know you hate those media people the most, boss.”
I nodded, then looked at my friend: "Okay, we can't play here anymore. We either go home, or we'll find somewhere else."