Zhang Fan took a deep breath and slowly released his hand from Lin Youran's mouth. Looking at her, she looked pitiful. Perhaps sensing something, she tried to struggle, seemingly afraid that Zhang Fan would do something else to her.
After his rebirth, Zhang Fan felt that he had undergone tremendous changes in certain aspects, including his strength, abilities, and ideas. Since Lin Youran had chosen to stand with him, he would definitely collect the interest he was due. He had already collected the interest handsomely just now. Because it was a teahouse and the noise was a bit loud, he covered her lips.
Zhang Fan slowly got up, sat down, and continued drinking his tea.
Lin Youran quickly got up to tidy her messy clothes and wet hair, making her look exceptionally alluring.
"Go back and get ready. I need to record a new song in a few days. It was written especially for you."
Zhang Fan spoke calmly, saying that since they had chosen to cooperate with him, he would definitely have to offer them benefits.
She wasn't as petty as Liu Wanqing; that bitch only wanted to use Lin Youran but didn't give her any benefits.
"good."
Lin Youran quickly grabbed her bag and left, terrified that Zhang Fan would really come back again. She was scared, truly scared.
When I was being bullied, I felt like this man had become a different person, he was crazy, and I couldn't handle it.
Zhang Fan continued drinking his tea, having prepared a trap to see how Tiger would fall into it.
On the other side.
On the seaside, under the inky darkness of night, a bar called "Dark Night City" is hidden beneath the flashing neon lights. This is Tiger's territory, where he holds absolute power.
The bar's interior is luxurious and alluring. Under the dim lighting, various bottles of liquor are arranged in rows on the bar counter, reflecting colorful light and shadow, which intertwines with the smell of smoke and alcohol in the air to create a unique atmosphere.
The deafening music, accompanied by the clamor of the crowd, seemed to swallow up all worries.
Tiger was sitting on a large leather sofa, surrounded by a group of equally repulsive friends.
Their laughter was rough and unrestrained, occasionally mixed with contemptuous comments about passersby.
Tiger wore an open floral shirt, revealing his muscular chest adorned with dragon and tiger tattoos, and a smug grin on his face, as if the whole world was under his control.
His wicked hand, like a greedy beast, was brazenly embracing a beautiful bar hostess whose eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.
The girl tried to break free, but she was powerless against Tiger's strength. She could only let his groping hand roam over her waist. Each touch made her body tremble slightly, and a tear of humiliation flashed in her eyes.
The surrounding guests either ignored it or whispered among themselves, but no one dared to step forward to stop this despicable scene.
Just then, Tiger's phone rang abruptly, sounding particularly jarring in the noisy environment.
He answered the phone, and the news coming through the receiver made him smile even more menacingly. Zhang Fanren, who dared to steal 1 billion yuan from him and threatened to expose his crimes, was now hiding in the Guotai Hotel, thinking he had found a safe haven.
"Hmph, kid, do you think you can escape my grasp like this?" Tiger muttered viciously, then waved his hand. The brothers around him immediately responded, like a pack of awakened wolves, shouting and yelling, filled with excitement and anticipation for the upcoming "hunt".
They all stood up, carelessly discarding their bottles and glasses, the clinking sounds heralding the start of this violent revenge.
Tiger stood up, his burly figure gleaming with an undeniable arrogance and conceit.
Tiger strode out of the bar, followed by a group of equally menacing henchmen, like a dark torrent surging towards the Guotai Hotel, determined to make Zhang Fan pay a heavy price for his "betrayal".
As the night deepened, their figures gradually disappeared into the distance, leaving only a string of arrogant laughter that echoed through the sleepless night, sending chills down one's spine.
A dozen black sedans sped through the empty streets like wild horses, their tires screeching as they screeched against the pavement, kicking up clouds of dust, heading straight for the Cathay Hotel.
This momentum was like an unstoppable torrent in the darkness.
Tiger stepped out of the lead car with a steady gait, a cold smile playing on his lips, and undisguised arrogance and disdain flashing in his eyes.
With a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his mouth, his face appeared even more ferocious amidst the swirling smoke.
He tilted his head slightly, as if the whole world trembled beneath his feet, and even the stars in the night sky paled in comparison.
Tiger waved his hand lightly, and one of his underlings immediately understood. He held a gasoline bottle in both hands and followed closely behind Tiger, as if it were a trophy he was offering to Tiger.
Tiger's eyes were filled with anticipation for the upcoming "game," as if they could pierce through the night and reach the hearts of every one of his underlings: "Today, I will let everyone know the consequences of betraying me!"
At Tiger's command, a group of henchmen, like wild beasts released from their cages, took out gasoline bottles from their cars and, without hesitation, threw them into the doors and windows of the Guotai Hotel.
The gasoline bottles traced arcs through the air before bursting into flames upon landing. The flames spread rapidly, engulfing everything and engulfing the entire hotel in a sea of fire.
Flames shot into the sky, illuminating half the night sky and also Tiger's face, twisted with arrogance.
"Hahahaha, Zhang Fan, this is your destiny!" Tiger laughed, his laughter filled with madness and triumph, as if he could already see Zhang Fan struggling desperately in the sea of fire.
His underlings chimed in, their laughter and cheers blending together to create a terrifying death song.
A group of people stood at the entrance, holding machetes, forming an impenetrable barrier to prevent anyone from escaping the inferno.
The eyes of these people were filled with indifference and cruelty, as if at this moment they were no longer human, but bloodthirsty beasts, enjoying the disaster they had created.
However, Tiger didn't know that Zhang Fan wasn't there. Instead, a group of people from the anti-gang office were living there, and everything he did was being watched.
The room of the anti-gang office was set on fire, and everyone ran outside, but a group of gangsters stood outside with machetes, preventing anyone from leaving, threatening to kill anyone who went out!
Is the sky so dark in the seaside area?
They even dared to touch the anti-gang office from above? Did someone leak the information?
A crew-cut man in an executive jacket menacingly pulled out his phone.
"Li Fu, I am Huo Deguang, the director of the anti-gang office in Beijing. I order you to mobilize all the armed forces in Binhai to the Guotai Hotel and arrest everyone outside. If even one person escapes, then you can prepare to go home and dig sweet potatoes!"
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