When Chen Yang was surrounded by a group of people, the customers in the bar had already noticed that something was wrong and quietly retreated.
The bartender had already retreated to the corner of the bar and secretly pressed the talk button on the walkie-talkie.
"So it was you who bullied our sister-in-law?" one of the group said.
"Should we take action? I'm not planning to pay anyway." Chen Yang's style was still as direct as ever. He really didn't want to waste any more words. After returning, he only planned to quietly pass through HZ and then fly directly to LS City on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. After that, he would have to take a car to the Mount Everest Base Camp, which would be quite a hassle. He didn't have the energy to get entangled with these people. He just wanted to resolve things as soon as possible and go back to his room to rest.
After undergoing a spiritual transformation at the equator, he increasingly felt that the more people there were, the more turbid the atmosphere became.
This aura seems to be related to people's negative emotions. This group of people clearly came with negative emotions, so their aura was particularly turbid, which made Chen Yang very uncomfortable.
"Oh ho, you're pretty arrogant. I bet you're not afraid of death."
"Stop babbling and just start fighting, okay?" Chen Yang said impatiently.
Of course, the bar had surveillance cameras, but he just didn't want the hassle, so he thought that if these people attacked first, he could claim it was self-defense.
Even though he made the first move, nothing will really happen when he gets to XG, but that would mean he'd have to use Yun Hu's connections again, or he could just run away on his own and not take a plane.
Chen Yang adhered to the principle of minimizing trouble. He kept his trip a secret from most of the people in the realm, so he preferred to handle things himself whenever possible.
The group was furious because they didn't expect Chen Yang to be so arrogant. One of them rushed forward and tried to grab Chen Yang by the collar.
Chen Yang didn't resist at all, letting the man grab his collar. Seeing how cowardly Chen Yang was, the man immediately raised his hand, ready to slap Chen Yang across the face.
That's about it.
Chen Yang thought to himself, then easily blocked the man's hand with a casual straight punch, rendering the man powerless to resist, and he clutched his stomach and convulsed.
"Damn it, they dare to resist! Brothers, let's go!"
"You dare hit Seventh Brother? You're asking for death!"
A group of people immediately became furious. In this situation, to have one person injured was a slap in the face to them, showing that they were not taken seriously at all.
Seeing the group of people rushing towards him, Chen Yang smiled, but he bent over to protect his head in a defensive posture.
This only fueled the group's anger, and they immediately threw punches.
Then, it became very simple. Since it was considered self-defense, Chen Yang had no more reservations. There were seven people surrounding him, but he finished off the fight in thirty seconds.
Without exception, everyone lying on the ground was clutching their stomachs. Chen Yang didn't even bother to change his attack method. Anyway, this group of people couldn't be stopped, and he was careful with his strength, only injuring them and never going too far in self-defense.
Chen Yang sat down again and said to the bartender, "Hey, check please."
The bartender was surprisingly calm this time, smiling as he looked at Chen Yang: "No need, our boss is treating, he wants to see you."
Chen Yang raised an eyebrow. His boss?
"Not interested," Chen Yang said, then, without any hesitation, left without paying the bill.
"Our boss will personally visit your room later. Please forgive us if this is inconvenient," the bartender said.
Chen Yang paused, sighed helplessly, and said, "It's troublesome everywhere. Never mind, take me to see your boss."
"I still need to watch the shop. Please have a seat. Someone will be here shortly. I'll pour you a glass of wine, the owner's treasured vodka."
Chen Yang would certainly not refuse good wine. He sat calmly at the bar, while also wondering what the owner of this ship was really up to.
He suddenly thought of a possibility, and the more he thought about it, the more convinced he became that his guess was correct.
"Sir, your wine."
The bartender handed over a glass of vodka, the liquid shimmering golden in the ice, but Chen Yang had no interest in appreciating it, because he was thinking about how he should handle things if what he thought was true.
He had barely taken a couple of sips of his drink when someone arrived at the door. And surprisingly, it was a beautiful Asian woman wearing a cheongsam.
"You must be Mr. Chen Yang. Our boss would like to invite you." The woman in the cheongsam spoke fluent Chinese, clearly indicating that she was Chinese.
Chen Yang finished the rest of his wine in one gulp, then stood up and followed the woman in the cheongsam out.
This liquor has a high alcohol content and a fairly authentic taste. Even Chen Yang, who isn't a big drinker, thinks it's really good. Even Yun Hu, a drunkard, would only have a similar quality in his collection.
As Chen Yang saw the slender figure of the woman in the cheongsam, he wondered if cheongsam-clad beauties were the standard. He thought, "Why are the secretaries of big shots in movies always dressed in cheongsams? Even in many Hollywood blockbusters, it's the same."
After passing through several corridors, they arrived. It was a cruise ship, not an aircraft carrier, and even if it was big, it wasn't that big.
The woman in the cheongsam opened the door a crack and bowed slightly.
"please."
Chen Yang pushed open the door and entered; the room was exactly as he had imagined.
A genuine leather sofa chair sits in front of a coffee table, and a man leans back in it. The man's neck and hands are covered in glittering gold, and he is embracing a scantily clad, sexy woman whose skirt is so short it's practically a top.
Two bodyguards in sharp suits and wearing sunglasses stood on either side of him.
This standard gangster setup really made Chen Yang want to complain.
Why not just print a logo on the clothes, say "I'm a gangster," or even "Everyone's a villain" if all else fails?
"Young man, I just watched the surveillance footage, and I really admire your skills."
The big boss with standard gangster credentials spoke up. His voice was also very gangster-like, hoarse and with a Hong Kong accent. Chen Yang even wanted to ask him if he had watched too many Hong Kong dramas.
"I'm fine. Is there anything wrong? I want to go back to sleep," Chen Yang said.
"Haha, young man, you have a lot of personality. I really like you." The big shot stood up.
Chen Yang glanced at them casually, and the two bodyguards beside him visibly tensed up, their hands instinctively reaching for their waists. It seemed they were armed and not novices. These two bodyguards had probably also seen the surveillance video.
"Young man, don't be in a hurry. I didn't call you here for any other reason than to ask you for a favor. I'm a businessman, and businessmen definitely need bodyguards. Look at my two useless guys, how can they compare to you?"
"Sorry, I'm not interested," Chen Yang said, taking a step back as the big shot tried to put his arm around him.
"One million!" The big shot spoke up, and it was a typical big shot statement.
"If you work for me for three months, I'll give you a million. As for what comes after that, it's up to you whether you want more money."
"No thanks, goodbye." Chen Yang turned and left. The big shot, who was about to grab a cigar, froze, then snapped his fingers.
The door was closed from the outside, and the two bodyguards simultaneously drew their guns.
"To tell you the truth, I sell drugs. I have no shortage of money or people. What I need is talent. Now that I've told you, either you work for me, or you won't be leaving this room alive today."
Chen Yang's expression turned strange again.
What a coincidence! I happen to be a narcotics squad instructor.
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