Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Chapter 253: You Deserve?


"Damn, is this little girl trying to scam me?"

Yang Fei thought to himself.

His evasive glance immediately upset Liang Jiayi.

She poured Yang Fei a large glass of beer.

"Don't worry, I, Liang Jiayi, am not going to cling to you. It's just that before, it was always Brother Fei who arranged my birthday..."

Her voice trailed off, and her eyes began to redden.

Yang Fei could only raise his hands in surrender.

"Alright, alright, don't be sad. Brother Fei will celebrate your birthday with you."

"That's more like it!"

Liang Jiayi's tears turned to laughter, and she downed another glass of beer with Yang Fei.

Her rosy lips were tinged with the smell of alcohol.

"Yang Fei, let's go dance."

As she spoke, Liang Jiayi pulled Yang Fei into the dance floor.

Her hair and short skirt twirled around her, like a joyous butterfly.

Yang Fei and her, Liang Jiayi, were both bona fide dance masters.

Their moves were incredibly spectacular and explosive.

Especially today's Liang Jiayi, she was different.

By Yang Fei's side, she became incredibly unrestrained and bold, her moves extremely wild.

This girl had turned Yang Fei into nothing but a prop for pole dancing.

And Yang Fei's moves also allowed her to dance even more freely and comfortably.

The lighting technician immediately noticed this pair of crazily dancing man and woman.

He spotlighted Yang Fei and Liang Jiayi.

Letting their graceful and captivating dance moves be seen by more people.

Around Yang Fei and Liang Jiayi, jealous couples began to move closer.

They challenged them to a dance-off.

Clearly, these people were also bona fide nightclub veterans.

Whether it was samba, cha-cha, or street dance, they danced professionally and with great energy.

But Yang Fei and Liang Jiayi were not just professional dancers, they were at a master level.

Every one of their movements was graceful.

Every slide step landed perfectly on the beat.

Their smooth and explosive moves took everyone's breath away.

Before long, the couples who had challenged them admitted defeat one after another.

Liang Jiayi danced with utmost joy.

Her cheeks were rosy, and her hair strands had fallen, damp with sweat.

After one song ended, Liang Jiayi complained of thirst.

The two went to the bar to take a break.

For some reason, this time Yang Fei had a strange feeling in his heart.

Deep inside, Turtle Extreme quietly sent out a warning, as if something dangerous was about to happen.

Yang Fei's eyes scanned the room and caught sight of a few people peeking over, their gaze continuously spying in this direction.

He snorted and blocked Liang Jiayi.

Just as Liang Jiayi was about to down her long glass in one gulp, Yang Fei stopped her.

She looked at him, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Yang Fei discreetly sniffed the beer and even licked it with his tongue.

Tasting the strange flavor on his tongue, he said solemnly, "Don't drink it."

"Someone has slipped a hallucinogenic drug into this beer."

"What, a hallucinogenic drug?"

Liang Jiayi had never encountered such a situation and was immediately at a loss.

Yang Fei nodded and carelessly spilled the beer on the ground.

His eyes were fixed on the shady figures lurking in the northeast corner.

"In places like this, there are many bad people, and it's not surprising you caught the attention of someone, seeing as you're so beautiful."

"Hehe, Yang Fei, do you think I'm pretty too?"

Liang Jiayi felt sweet inside and didn't pay attention to the rest of Yang Fei's words.

Looking at Liang Jiayi's sweet eyes, seemingly brimming with water, Yang Fei was somewhat taken aback.

He really hadn't expected that a casual compliment would make Liang Jiayi so intoxicated and happy.

He earnestly said, "Of course, you are the most elegant and beautiful kind-hearted girl I have ever seen."

"Girls like you are really hard to come by these days."

"Stop it, I hate flatterers the most."

Liang Jiayi's cheeks suffused with a rosy hue.

Although she said she hated it, her eyes were watery as she gazed at Yang Fei, her face full of sweet smiles.

While they were talking, a guy with a punk hairstyle sauntered over, grinning from ear to ear.

He sat down uninvited, poured himself a drink, and then poured one for Liang Jiayi.

The punk raised his glass and winked at her with a sly grin.

"Beautiful, you look unfamiliar. Why don't we make friends?"

"Ah, make friends?"

Liang Jiayi gaped, her big watery eyes showing she was somewhat caught off guard.

She rarely visited nightclubs, and was a little bewildered by such a situation.

"Hehe, yeah, my name's Abiaao, and I'd like to get to know you."

"I have lots of friends around these few streets, and whatever trouble you run into, just mention my name, and it should all be taken care of."

"How about it, shall we drink up?"

Yang Fei could not help but laugh and cry at the same time, as he had actually run into a street thug.

This was truly remarkable!

"Sorry, I don't make friends with strangers."

"If I run into trouble, my boyfriend will help me out."

Liang Jiayi seemed to understand the thug's intention and refused him with an amused smile.

When she mentioned her boyfriend, she glanced at Yang Fei with tender affection.

Abiaao looked at Yang Fei with disdain and snickered.

"A lot of things, that Pretty Boy can't handle."

"Besides, I guarantee he'll soon be in over his head."

"Come on, join us instead, bro will take you to a nice place."

Liang Jiayi nearly burst out laughing when Abiaao mistook Yang Fei for a Pretty Boy.

She bowed her head and coughed repeatedly.

Well, since Yang Fei had broken through his Dark Force, Essence Qi refined his skin.

Many of his aging outer skin layers had been replaced through metabolism.

And the calluses on his palms had gradually fallen off too.

Yang Fei's fair complexion seemed rather youthful at first glance, even a bit naive, resembling a Pretty Boy dependent on others.

Abiaao had seen countless such Pretty Boys, able to make them cry with just a slap, and silence them with a shout.

That was why he dared to come over so brazenly to hit on Liang Jiayi.

"I won't go. My boyfriend is very formidable, I'm not afraid of you."

Liang Jiayi held back her laughter, snuggling up to Yang Fei like a coquettish little girl.

Abiaao snickered coldly.

He looked at Yang Fei with a chilly gaze.

"Pretty Boy, are you leaving on your own, or should I break your legs and throw you out?"

Yang Fei quietly looked at Abiaao.

"Today is my friend's birthday. I don't want to fight. Please leave."

"Haha, that's hilarious. Do you think you're Brother Fei who has drawn First Blood all by yourself?"

"So arrogant, do you think you're worthy?"

Abiaao laughed uproariously.

He gestured with his hand, and a group of seven or eight thugs from a distant table surrounded them.

All of them looked menacing.

This piqued Yang Fei's curiosity instead.

"Are you talking about the odd-job man from Lanting Hotel who has drawn First Blood? What did he do?"

"Pfft, you're the hotel odd-job man! How could someone of Brother Fei's stature ever do odd jobs?"

"Him and Queen Lin are big shots. Their thoughts are nothing a Pretty Boy like you could fathom."

The moment they discussed Yang Fei, Abiaao and the other thugs all showed more interest.

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