The Unlucky Halo
After leaving in his car, Yang Chen’s mind was considerably emptier. After everything that had happened, all he wanted was so quiet ti alone.
Yang Chen wasn’t sure if he was uncomfortable because Lin Ruoxi once again successfully manipulated everyone, or just angry at her choices.
When recalling his trip to Beijing, Yang Chen rembered that he was particularly unhappy at Ning Guangyao who was not willing to admit his father-daughter relationship. Family? How many people would be willing to put family above money and power? He did not know how to feel. He didn’t know if he was upset because he was tired of trying or the fact that this woman valued the lives of her relatives she hadn’t t over his.
Unable to process everything, he resorted to drinking.
Yang Chen didn’t plan to call up a friend because he did not feel like burdening soone else with his problems. He drove like a madman for a bit before stopping at a bar at the side of a street.
He’d been here a few days ago, but this ti he wanted to drink for real.
When he arrived at the counter, Yang Chen chose not to make small talk. Ti was precious after all. He asked the bartender, “Do you have hard liquor?”
The bartender was experienced. He could see a custor who was planning to drink away his problems from a mile away. “Sir, you have co to the right place. We are the only bar here that serves any form of hard liquor. Would you like a serving or two of authentic 52-percent Maotai liquor?”
“A serving?” Yang Chen pursed his lips.
The bartender laughed. “If you think that’s too much, I could always provide fewer.”
“One serving is too little. Give 2 bottles. Also, how big are your bottles? I need at least 3 liters worth,” Yang Chen explained calmly.
The bartender, who was wiping a glass, almost dropped the cup as his smile froze. “Sir, do you have any friends coming?”
Yang Chen snapped. “It’s not like I’m not paying, just give what I want!”
The bartender thought he’d t a raging alcoholic. He gave Yang Chen three bottles of Maotai liquor. It wasn’t his stock anyway.
Many people turned to look at the commotion at the bar. They were all staring at one man in particular. The man who had ordered three bottles of Maotai was either a madman or had the tolerance of an ocean.
Maotai liquor was manufactured under strict conditions. It was so potent that its opening was made small to ensure people consud it in small quantities. Very frustrated, Yang Chen broke a hole in the porcelain mouth with just a poke of his finger!
The audience’s jaw dropped. How much force did he exert with just a finger to do that?
The bartender gulped, secretly relieved because he had chosen not to argue with the man. With that strength, there was no telling what that man could do to him.
Soon, the custors around Yang Chen kept their distance, leaving Yang Chen to his drinks alone. He was chugging it in huge gulps, making it look harmless.
Between chugs, Yang Chen would stare with empty eyes around the bar. The other people weren’t sure what this man was doing. Was he trying to commit suicide through alcohol poisoning?
Many speculated that this seemingly average man would collapse after a few gulps, but they were shocked to see Yang Chen still sitting expressionless with two bottles of Maotai already in his belly.
Right when many of them thought he was going to continue, Yang Chen seed to have regained his senses. He glanced towards the entrance of the bar.
Four big, tall n walked in. They were all dressed in white shirts and black slacks. They were all a little over six feet in height. With the muscle curves on their arms, the single ladies at the bar were starstruck.
The first man had a crew cut. He was looking around as if looking for soone.
At this point, a lady with thick makeup and a couple drinks down her throat approached him. She said with a slurred voice while grabbing his arm, “Hey cutie, my head isn’t so well. Care to take ho?”
The lady casually brushed her huge breasts on his arm and gently rubbed him while his arm was in her cleavage.
A few n in the bar privately called her a slut but were jealous nonetheless.
Unfortunately, her actions only seed to have triggered a strong repulsion from the man. With one disgusted shake, she fell!
“Ouch!” The lady shouted in pain. On the floor, she seed to have woken up from her stupor. She shouted, “Do you want to die? Are you impotent or do you have STDs?! It’s fine if you’re not interested, but did you really have to fucking push ? I’m going right to the hospital, and you’re paying!”
After the last word had left her mouth, the lady jumped on the man, grabbing his arm like a madwoman.
At this mont, the man with the crew cut didn’t react but the other muscular man behind slapped her across her face so hard that blood sprayed from her mouth. She fell limp against the wall and fainted soon after!
The bar erupted. The ladies scread while the n cursed. Many people were not used to aggressively flirtatious won, but even they thought the n were too violent. Four big n against a lady?!
But what they did next shut everybody up.
Four shiny Desert Eagles were revealed from their backs!
Many people gasped. They knew what they were looking at.
The man with the crew cut spun the heavy gun around his finger once, as if playing with his toy. He then said with a deep booming voice, “Everyone, please don’t fret. We are not thieves. We are from the National Defence Ministry.”
As he spoke, the man took out a black booklet from his front pocket, holding it up for everyone to see. The people who were standing close enough could see that it was an identity docunt of sorts with the national seal.
“We are here on an urgent assignnt to capture a criminal. Although the situation at hand is quite pressing, we do not wish to intrude with the daily lives of the civilians. But we do hope everyone will put our country’s matters first, and cooperate,” the man with the crew cut continued.
The rest of the custors looked at each other, both shocked and frightened. This wasn’t sothing people experienced on a normal day. The National Defence Ministry? What cri did the person commit? Treason?!
The bar’s manager, a short and fat man carefully walked up. Lowering his head, he said, “Sir, how can we help?” He wasn’t sure if the man was telling the truth, but better his life than whover they ca for.
The man said, “Turn all the lights on and seal all exits. Let the guests out slowly. Once we find our person, we’ll leave.”
The manager did not dare hesitate. He imdiately announced for everyone to leave slowly.
Yang Chen yawned at the bar. It seed that his last bottle would have to take a rain check. Did he have an unlucky halo or sothing? He just had to pick the sa bar as the National Defence Ministry.
Yang Che wasn’t interested in the commotion, but a crowd was pushing to leave and he didn’t feel like queuing. He sat leisurely in his seat, waiting to leave after the crowd thinned.
When the bar was almost empty, the man standing behind the rest seed to have noticed sothing. He whispered sothing in the man’s ear.
The four n looked towards a dark corner, exchanged looks as if to confirm sothing, then approached.
Yang Chen understood that they’d found their person, but he wasn’t interested in staying. The ambiance wasn’t a pleasurable one anyway. So he sluggishly picked up his bottle and slowly made his way to the exit.
He turned his head to get a look at the criminal. He wanted only a glance, but he was so surprised he stopped!
The bar was dark and crowded before that he couldn’t recognize faces in this dark corner.
But with bright lights and an empty room, he saw a lady supporting her chin with one hand and drinking alone in a corner.
The lady was wearing a white-patterned trench. He could see her white, slender wrist. She had on a pale pink chiffon skirt, with half of her ssy hair covering up her face. She pouted her sexy lips, drunkenly muttering. She was so beautiful, people had to take a second look.
Next to the lady were two ladies dressed in black with their hair tied in a braid. They looked like her bodyguards.
They were on guard, with a hint of anxiety in their eyes.
Even an ethereal creature like this did not shake the four n who emotionlessly walked to the corner. The man with crew cut then said, “Ms An, you can’t escape fate. It has been a long night for both of us. You know why we’re here. Co with us back to the bureau.”
Yang Chen could hear every word from afar. He was right. That lady was An Xin?!
The corner of An Xin’s lips curved mischievously, with a soft snort. Her face was as red as a tomato with all the alcohol. “If you want to catch , just tell . Did you really need this many people for little old ? Hmph, the governnt is so extra. It’s like they want to flaunt their wealth in people’s faces.”
The crew-cut man frowned, obviously upset.
“Miss, you’re drunk,” one of the female bodyguards said worriedly.
“I’m not drunk.” An Xin’s eyes had pain in them, but she smiled lazily. “The other person committed the cri, but you’re here to get . Just because we’re related by blood? He committed a cri so I am implicated as well? Just get him, raid his house, whatever. I won’t co with you no matter what.”
The crew-cut man explained with a heavy tone, “Ms An, it looks like you don’t know what the situation is with your father. He has already left the country with the help of so enemies, so we need to bring you back to help with the investigation.
Her drunken, bleary eyes flashed with panic for a second but left as soon as it ca. She turned to address him directly, “You... Explain it to one more ti.”
“At eight in the evening today, Mr An Zaihuan forced his way past the customs at the border using illegal ans. We are still unable to track him down as of now. According to the length of ti that has passed, he might be out in international waters now. We need you to help us with the investigation to track down his location. As for the businesses and assets owned by the An clan, we have frozen them,” the crew-cut man said chanically.
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