Boss, theres sothing off about this dog! My brother-in-law is a police officer, and their trained police dogs are like thisthey can bite through a persons throat directly, even more ruthless than wolves.
Dont be a coward; both of you go beat it!
The group of thugs exchanged wary glances, hesitant to make a move. They resembled tourists who had unwittingly stumbled into a lion and tiger park, adopting a cautious and submissive deanor.
Just because they didnt dare to act rashly didnt an that I would be lenient and let them off the hook. Youre scared now? Why were you so wild when you smashed up my store?
Without further ado, I grabbed a bottle of liquor and charged towards them.
Listen to , even the most vicious dog is just an animal! The tattooed man was a regular on the streets, getting into fights was a common occurrence for him. He grabbed a stool and lunged at , rallying his companions with a cry, Lets go! Lets beat the hell out of him!
But in a matter of seconds, his bravado crumbled into fear. A blur of yellow streaked past, too swift for my eyes to discern, and the tattooed man was swiftly knocked to the ground.
Sharp teeth were dangerously close to his eyes, and hot saliva dripped onto his nose. A pair of black and numb eyes fixed on his vulnerable neck.
The tattooed man swallowed hard, his Adams apple rolling. He looked at the scruffy wolf dog, slightly bigger than a normal stray dog, and his lips trembled. He couldnt even speak a word.
So fast! I exclaid, squatting beside the tattooed man with a scorpion tattoo.
Smack! The bottle smashed onto the concrete ground next to his ear. I have a few questions to ask you. If you answer well, Ill let you go. If you deliberately hide anything, leaving you with one ear wouldnt be too harsh, would it?
I admit defeat today, but I dont think we have offended you before, brother, said the tattooed man.
Did you smash a store called peak of happiness at 263 Tingtang Road? I asked.
Yes, I led so brothers to do it, he confessed.
Thats a remarkably straightforward answer. So, who is your boss? The haze of my drunkenness dissipated, leaving clear-headed in the cool breeze. The tattooed man faltered, pausing for a mont.
You cant afford to offend them. They are in charge of half of Jiangcheng, he said.
Is it Jiangjin Real Estate? Did Jiang Chen himself ask you to do this? I inquired.
We are not qualified to speak with the young master of the Jiang family. The one who hired us is Shi Youfu, the security captain of Century New Estate, the tattooed man replied honestly while lying on the ground. If you are really angry, go find them. I heard that Shi Youfu is having a birthday party with several girls at the Blues Bar tonight.
The Blues Bar I had no intention of wasting ti with these small-ti crooks, so I quickly recalled the information about the Blues Bar and urged, Lets go, Baiqi, Xiao Feng.
As we hastily left the night market stall, I was oblivious to the tattooed mans resentful glare. Instructing Xiaofeng to return to the shop on her own, Baiqi and I made our way towards the Blues Bar.
The Nightless Street was located in the center of Jiangcheng City, with a long street full of restaurants, KTVs, bars, and other entertainnt venues that operated throughout the night, never turning off their lights.
The Blues Bar I was looking for was located right in the middle of the Nightless Street. It was a bar with industrial tal parts and simple striped wood as the main color sche. The interior decoration was sowhat oppressive, but many young people liked to co here.
Compared to the dull decor, I believed that more custors ca here to consu because of the mysterious bar owner. I ordered a cold beer and sat in a dim corner of the bar, the loud heavy tal music tornting my eardrums and occasionally a bright spotlight shining on .
I furrowed my brows, trying to comprehend why so many people liked to indulge themselves in this kind of place.
As I scanned the room, my eyes searched for Shi Youfu, the captain of the Century New Estates security team. I had t him once at the Jiang familys wedding, and his appearance was familiar to .
Is he not here? Or is he still inside one of the private rooms? I looked around and saw a chaotic scene with youngsters rubbing against each other, fueled by passion.
Hmm? My gaze stopped at the innermost part of the bar, where a little girl around eight or nine years old was lying on the bar counter doing her howork.
She looked like a doll, very obedient, and the outside music and dancing crowd seed to have nothing to do with her. With her head down, she silently wrote her howork.
With such a noisy environnt, can you even concentrate on your work?
The little girl didnt even look up, completely ignoring . Whats your na? Have we t before? After I said this, the staff at the bar couldnt take it anymore and looked at with a wary look, as if they had encountered a pervert.
Your skills at picking up girls are pretty old-fashioned. A drunk guy hugged his girlfriend as he walked past , staring at the little girl several tis. You dare to hit on soone so young. Let give you a piece of advice: dont ruin your life for three minutes of pleasure.
With a bitter smile on my face, I shook my head. I really felt like I had seen the girl sowhere before. Due to the nature of my job, I pay close attention to everything and everyone around , and this feeling was definitely not an illusion.
This bar prohibits pets from entering, sir. Watch your dog, the waiter also said, walking over with an unpleasant look on his face.
After I finish this drink, Ill leave. My original intention was to observe from the shadows, keep a low profile until I found Shi Youfu, and although I was curious about the girls identity, I was still prepared to leave quietly.
As I stood up, soone grabbed my hand with a cold, smooth grip, like polished jade. I turned in surprise and saw the little girl holding a pen in one hand and gripping two of my fingers tightly with the other.
Confused, I stood frozen in place. A man slurred his words and exclaid, Wow, buddy, youre a master of playing hard-to-get! You took advantage of her youthful curiosity and led her into your trap. Youre a true player in the ga of love, and I applaud you!
I tried to interject, No, you dont understand
But he interrupted , saying, You dont have to say anything. I know what youre thinking. According to our laws, the minimum sentence for a girl under 12 years old is three years! Dont hesitate, buddy. Life is short, and chasing fa and fortune is just an illusion. Follow your heart and enjoy the mont!
I dont give a damn about what you think! I sat down on the chair with the girl holding my hand, but she remained silent and kept her head down, seemingly engrossed in sothing.
The waiter caught sight of this and hurriedly left, presumably to fetch soone.
Hey there, student, have we t before? I attempted to strike up a conversation with the girl, but she continued to hold my hand in silence, leaving feeling awkward, as if I had unintentionally wronged her.
You two have t before? How co I, her mother, had no clue? A voice chid in, and I turned my gaze towards a woman who exuded an indescribable allure, instantly drawing my attention.
She possessed a natural magnetism that captivated n, with her mature and enchanting beauty unlike anything I had ever witnessed before.
She held a ladys cigarette between her fingers, lightly biting her crimson lips, making people feel both excited and thirsty.
My gaze followed her smooth neck downward, and I noticed a mysterious azure blue color that seed to pulse to the rhythm of the music. Upon closer inspection, it was a beautifully crafted fox tail tattoo, extending from her chest all the way down to her thigh.
I had t many beautiful won before, but few could compare to her.
Why are you staring? Im talking to you. She sat next to and signaled to the waiter, who brought out a bottle of Royal Salute and began to mix a drink on the spot.
This kind of alcohol is usually sold by the bottle, but Ill treat you today. The drink had three layers, with flas burning on top, creating a beautiful sight.
I had never tasted this kind of drink before, and the burning flas were like the woman in front of , leaving speechless.
Who are you? I asked.
You are sitting in my bar, holding my daughters hand, and now youre asking who I am? She took out two ice cubes and put them in the drink, creating a rich aroma of extre cold and heat.
I looked away and followed her lead, adding ice cubes to my glass. Onizuka Ayaka?
Her Chinese was so fluent that I wasnt sure if my guess was correct. Try my wine. Its a new recipe that you wont find in any other bar.
In her shop, in front of the mother, holding her daughters hand, how could I possibly feel comfortable drinking alcohol?
Its a misunderstanding. I just felt like your daughter looked familiar, like Ive seen her sowhere before.
Just seeing her makes you hold her hand? Even as her mom, she doesnt let touch her. Onizuka Ayakas words had an underlying aning that I could sense.
Im sorry, I must have mistaken her for soone else. I dont co across children her age in my daily life and work.
Onizuka Ayaka didnt seem angry after hearing my explanation. Instead, she said aningfully, Just because you dont co across them in real life doesnt an you havent encountered them in your dreams.
She picked up her glass and swayed her hips. Sakurako, co to my room for a bit.
Sakurako? When I heard that na I almost dropped my glass. During the live broadcast in the New Shanghai High School, a little girl stood up at that critical mont to help fend off the evil spirit of Yuan chen. That girl filled with resntent was called Sakurako.
But isnt Sakurako a ghost? The girl in front of is definitely a living human being though! I nervously held the girls face in my hands, but my hands shook uncontrollably when I saw her expressionless face.
They look exactly the sa! She and that ghost look exactly the sa!
Closing the textbook, Sakurako took my hand and followed Onizuka Ayaka. The three of us and the dog walked to the employee lounge behind the bar, away from the noisy crowd. Under the envious and jealous gazes of others, Onizuka Ayaka closed the door to the room.
She took off her high heels and elegantly sat on the bed. Even her casual movents would test the willpower of a normal man. Dont be so restrained; relax, she said.
How could I possibly relax in this situation? Right now, all I want to say is, fortunately, I didnt wear sweatpants when I left in the morning.
Do you have a reason for calling here? We dont seem to know each other.
Dont be so formal. Sakurako likes you, so Ill like you too. Once I start liking soone, you can do whatever you want. She stretched her body, revealing her amazing curves. Do you need a hint?
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