Qin Fang's True Qi was formidable, and even as he sprayed a mouthful of wine, it shot out like a fountain, strikingly powerful. It just so happened that Wang Zhong was seated directly opposite Qin Fang, and nearly all of the wine sprayed onto Wang Zhong's face.

As it happened, Young Master Yang was about to open his mouth to lash out just as Qin Fang sprayed out the wine, catching him with his mouth slightly open... and quite a bit of the wine ended up on his face and in his mouth!

This truly escalated the hilarity, and even Qin Fang himself had not anticipated it.

Slap~~

This time, Young Master Yang's face turned completely green. Having Qin Fang's wine sprayed into his mouth was akin to drinking Qin Fang's saliva, an utterly nauseating thought for a privileged young master like him who couldn't tolerate such an insult.

"Motherfucker, grab some weapons, beat the shit out of him for me!"

Faced with such an incident, all his previous caution was thrown to the wind as he turned hostile. He hadn't come alone; he was backed by several lackeys.

In a place as complex as a bar, even one under his territory, there was no guarantee against crossing some reckless youth who didn't care about consequences. He needed protection, and of course, there was an element of showing off, at least now that he had turned hostile, he immediately had people to help him get into a fight.

"Young Master Yang, think carefully! If you really go through with this today, I'm afraid you won't be able to end it well..."

Qin Fang didn't regard Young Master Yang's lackeys with the slightest concern, simply drawing Tang Feifei and Su Yuan to his side, looking at Young Master Yang with a mocking smile.

Such words were often spouted by these privileged young masters when they were showing off, never expecting that this time the tables would turn on him.

The hesitation was clear in Young Master Yang's lackeys; from Qin Fang's demeanor, it was obvious he wasn't a simple character. Young Master Yang may have had a deputy bureau chief as a father, which was quite impressive in a smaller city, but in the Capital City, that meant nothing at all. There were too many people Young Master Yang couldn't afford to offend, and being perceptive people, his followers naturally knew what stakes were involved.

"Stop the fucking nonsense, I'll take responsibility if anything happens..."

But by now, Young Master Yang was so infuriated that he disregarded everything and immediately ordered his lackeys.

Hesitating briefly, the lackeys eventually realized they had no choice. They were Young Master Yang's men and had to obey his commands; otherwise, not only would they not be able to hang around, but they might also end up in a miserable state at his hands.

"Ah, why bother! Brother Chen, please take care of this..."

Qin Fang shook his head, shielding the two beauties by his side, and casually handed over the situation to Chen Gang to handle.

Chen Gang couldn't be bothered with any more words. With a broad wave of his hand, he transformed into a tiger bursting out of its cage, roaring as he charged toward Young Master Yang's lackeys.

Bang~~

Slap!!

Ah~~~

In that moment, the scene was truly tragic. These lackeys were just enforcers gathered by Young Master Yang. They might have been capable of brawling in the past, but now, drained by wine and pleasure, they could barely stand without their legs going weak, let alone face someone as skilled as Chen Gang.

With no suspense whatsoever, in barely more than ten seconds, Chen Gang had subdued all seven or eight of Young Master Yang's lackeys under Young Master Yang's dumbfounded gaze.

And throughout it all, Qin Fang sat with the two beauties in his arms, not once shifting his position, as if the whole incident had nothing to do with him.

The lackeys boasted about beating Qin Fang, yet they hadn't touched a hair on him before they all fell down.

"Why the hell did you spit out the wine? Weren't you just asking for trouble?"

While Chen Gang was lecturing the lackeys, Tang Feifei asked Qin Fang in a soft voice. The situation wouldn't have escalated to this point if it weren't for Qin Fang spitting out that mouthful of wine.

"Don't even mention it, the wine he brought was counterfeit..."

Qin Fang immediately said with a pained expression. It wasn't intentional; he had detected something amiss as soon as the Hennessy entered his system. After verifying it was fake, he couldn't help himself and spat it out on the spot!

"I'll wreck you..."

Young Master Yang was dumbstruck; he had seen his fair share of the world, but the sudden turn of events left him in shock. His goons were restrained by Qin Fang's bodyguard, and Qin Fang was chatting and laughing with two beautiful women, seemingly without a worry. Fuming with rage, Young Master Yang hastily picked up the opened bottle of Hennessy from the table, ready to smash it over Qin Fang's head.

However, as he just got a grip on it, before he could even swing it down, he saw Qin Fang slightly lift his head to look at him. A fierce glare shot out from Qin Fang's eyes, sending a chilling sensation through his being.

Young Master Yang's movement halted abruptly, as if he dared not swing, fearing that as soon as he did, Qin Fang would transform into a tiger and completely devour him.

"Young Master Yang, where's Mr. Wang, your close aide... In such a critical moment, how come he's gone missing?"

Seeing that Young Master Yang ultimately didn't dare make a move, Qin Fang said with a beaming smile.

"Er..."

Young Master Yang was taken aback, then noticed that Wang Zhong, who had been sitting beside him, had disappeared at some point. Clearly, he had chosen to abandon his master and had made his escape.

"Motherfucker, I won't let you off!"

Young Master Yang was furious at once. He thought about how he'd offended this seemingly powerful man to keep Wang Zhong, yet that bastard Wang Zhong had abandoned him when things went south. He couldn't help but seethe with anger.

"Ouch, easy... easy! My arm... my arm's going to break!"

Just then, wailing came from not far off. By the dim light, one could see Wang Zhong being dragged back with his arm twisted behind him.

"Ouch, easy... easy! My arm... my arm's going to break!"

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