Boom!
Ryan Wen’s body flew backward, crashing into the front door and knocking it clean off its hinges.
Irene Xu’s face paled in shock, her expression dazed. She’d thought she was doomed today, and seeing Ryan Wen sent flying, her mind was still reeling.
You… who are you?!
Ryan Wen struggled to get up from the ground, his whole body feeling like it was about to explode, his head pounding with pain.
When Evan Lin punched him in the face, he infused a bit of spiritual qi into his fist.
Right now, Ryan Wen was being tormented by that spiritual qi, wishing he were dead.
Ryan Wen gritted his teeth through the pain, staring in terror at the strange young man standing before him.
Scram.
Evan Lin glanced at him and spat out a single word.
Ryan Wen’s face twisted, then he glanced at the still-stunned Irene Xu beside him. “Irene Xu! You actually dared bring someone here! Looks like you came here just to mess up my place today!”
You think you’re tough, huh? You actually hit me! If you’ve got guts, stand right there and don’t move!
Ryan Wen’s nose was still gushing blood as he cursed. After several failed attempts to stand, he had no choice but to crawl on all fours, enduring the pain as he scrambled into the inner hall.
Selina Shi walked over to Irene Xu, glanced at her, and asked, “Are you okay?”
I’m fine…
Irene Xu shook her head. Her gaze had been fixed on Evan Lin, who was wearing sunglasses. Snapping out of it, she hesitantly asked, “Evan Lin?”
Evan Lin turned his head and took off his sunglasses. “Didn’t I tell you? If you ever run into trouble, just call me.”
Evan Lin frowned slightly, a bit surprised to see Irene Xu here.
“It’s really you!” Irene Xu’s heart leapt, and remembering all the humiliation she’d just suffered, her bottled-up feelings finally spilled over—her eyes reddened in an instant.
Irene Xu wiped her eyes, feeling a bit embarrassed. Only then did she take a closer look at Selina Shi beside her.
That look made Irene Xu’s heart flutter—she was a little dazzled. Seeing Evan Lin and the girl together, she figured they must have planned to meet, and the thought left her feeling oddly sour inside.
If it weren’t for me, who else would bother with your problems?
Evan Lin shook his head.
Hearing this, Irene Xu suddenly panicked. She reached out and grabbed Evan Lin and Selina Shi’s arms, trying to drag them out.
Let’s go, now! Otherwise, President Fu will be here soon! He’s really powerful in Capitalview!
At the table, everyone around Irene Xu was busy flattering Mason Fu. Now that Ryan Wen had been sent flying by Evan Lin, he was definitely going to fetch Mason Fu.
Irene Xu was worried Evan Lin would get dragged into trouble.
Leave? You hit someone and still think you can walk out?
Just as Irene Xu finished speaking, a group of people came striding out from the inner hall.
Leading the group was none other than the burly, pot-bellied Mason Fu.
Mason Fu’s eyes were fierce, his face still marked by Irene Xu’s handprints. Nearby, Ryan Wen was dragged out by two men.
It was that kid who started it! Ryan Wen’s teeth chattered as he stared at Evan Lin. The pain in his body kept intensifying, not the kind that ends quickly, but a deep, lingering agony that made him miserable all over.
Where’d you come from, kid? How dare you meddle in my business! Mason Fu glared coldly at Evan Lin.
President Fu’s business isn’t for small fry like you. If you know what’s good for you, leave the flight attendant here and get lost! someone shouted.
You’re just a kid. I suggest you leave before President Fu really loses his temper, or your family will get dragged into this, another man said coldly.
Meanwhile, a few women present couldn’t help but feel their hearts flutter when they saw Evan Lin.
Just then, Mason Fu’s gaze shifted to Selina Shi beside Irene Xu. Greed flashed in his eyes. He coughed, then said seriously: “Kid, if you leave now and hand over both women, I’ll let your little assault slide.”
Otherwise, face the consequences! Don’t blame me for not warning you—I’m tight with Byron Liu, and you just broke his rules by fighting here! I could call him right now and have you carried out of here!
Mason Fu’s aura was overwhelming.
How many times did she slap you? Evan Lin asked Mason Fu, ignoring everything else he’d said.
One slap! But if she stays, I’ll be generous and let it go!" Mason Fu said gruffly, chin raised.
Just one slap?" Evan Lin shook his head.
What do you mean?" Mason Fu’s expression changed.
The others glared angrily.
I mean, one slap’s not enough." Evan Lin sneered and looked at Irene Xu. "Go slap him—give him the eighteen-slap combo."
Huh?" Irene Xu froze, staring blankly at Evan Lin.
She saw Evan Lin wasn’t joking, but still felt nervous inside.
Do it, it’s fine." Selina Shi nodded, giving Irene Xu a boost.
You really never smile at the King of Hell, do you?! Damn!" Mason Fu’s face twisted wildly. He turned and barked at a man behind him: "Zhang! Call Byron Liu right now!"
Yes, President Fu!" The man called Zhang hurriedly pulled out his phone and dialed.
A bunch of whores and a cocky punk, and you dare act wild in front of Mason Fu? You really don’t know what death means. Let’s see who walks out of Jingwei Peak today!" Mason Fu raged.
There were basically no security guards at Jingwei Peak—no one dared cause trouble here.
The business circle hangers-on around Mason Fu were all smooth talkers, but lousy fighters—none of them were actually good at brawling.
Are you going to hit him or not?" Evan Lin glanced at Irene Xu again.
Facing Evan Lin’s gaze, Irene Xu suddenly felt a surge of courage. She nodded hard, looked at Mason Fu, then whispered to Evan: "How do I do it?"
Just walk up and slap his face—I promise he won’t move." Evan Lin smiled.
It was like Irene Xu had taken a calming pill. She slowly stepped forward, walked up to Mason Fu, and, seeing his fat face, felt a wave of disgust inside.
You dare!" Mason Fu saw Irene Xu approach and tried to raise his hand to slap her first.
He wanted Irene Xu for himself—as long as one slap didn’t kill her, that was fine.
But suddenly, Mason Fu felt like he was tied up with ropes—he couldn’t move at all.
In full view of everyone, Irene Xu raised her hand and landed a crisp slap right across Mason Fu’s face.
Smack!
The sound was sharp and loud.