770: Chapter 770: [The Flirty Shoe] 770: Chapter 770: [The Flirty Shoe] But it was all too late, the first few assassins were rely a distraction for the crowd, the real trump card was the bomb in the box, and the assassin operating the control device.
Ye Chenfeng’s mind was sward with a myriad of frustrations, as this person now aid not only for the Gambling King’s life but the lives of everyone here.
In an instant, Ye Chenfeng, breaking out in a cold sweat, made his move, grabbing a leather shoe from his foot and hurling it with the speed of lightning.
“Ah!”
The assassin’s face twisted into a grim smile as he harshly pressed the button, but at that mont, a black leather shoe flew at him like lightning.
“Bang!”
It struck the man’s wrist and the control device instantly flew out of his grasp.
The control device flew straight towards the Gambling King, Xin Qian’s position, and he conveniently caught it, breaking into a cold sweat.
The assassin was imdiately subdued by Xin Qian’s subordinates and was held firmly to the ground.
Then, Ye Chenfeng, with one bare foot, hopped over, drawing attention with his peculiar behavior.
However, no one dared to underestimate him, as it was his shoe that had just saved everyone.
The incident was sudden, and neither the Gambling King nor his subordinates had the ability to respond.
Had it not been for Ye Chenfeng’s intervention, the Gambling King might have t his end today.
Ye Chenfeng slowly made his way to the scene of the incident, put on his shoe, glared at the desperate man on the ground, and cursed, “Idiot!”
The Gambling King’s subordinates looked at Ye Chenfeng with admiration, fully aware that the angle, force, and speed of his shoe throw had been perfectly executed.
This fact was particularly clear to Xin Qian, as the falling control device had headed directly his way, which certainly must have been intentional on Ye Chenfeng’s part.
“Brother Ye!”
However, this had revealed Ye Chenfeng’s presence, and Xin Leiting hurriedly ca to greet him.
Xin Qian was just about to express his gratitude to Ye Chenfeng when he saw his own son approaching and was understandably puzzled.
“Young Leiting,” Ye Chenfeng was ready to leave, but circumstances forced him to stay and et.
Xin Leiting was extrely excited, “Brother Ye, what are you doing at the airport?
When did you arrive in Macau?
And that shoe throw of yours was formidable, without it, we could have been blown to pieces here.”
“I was on my way back to Jiangnan and didn’t expect to run into sothing like this,” Ye Chenfeng expressed his frustration.
“This young man, thank you for your help just now!” At this mont, Xin Qian stepped forward.
He spoke with a firm voice, resonating with an inner strength, a true master of internal arts.
“Dad, let introduce you.
This is Brother Ye Chenfeng, whom my senior brother and I have ntioned to you!” Xin Leiting promptly introduced.
Xin Qian’s eyes lit up as he stared at Ye Chenfeng, “So, you are Mr.
Ye.
I’ve heard much praise from my son about you, and seeing you today, your reputation is well deserved.”
“You flatter , Mr.
Xin.
Just call Ye Chenfeng or Little Ye,” Ye Chenfeng said with a smile.
Xin Qian, like Li Qiuming, wasn’t a simple figure either.
“I hear that you’re heading back to Jiangnan, Little Ye?” Xin Qian asked curiously.
Ye Chenfeng nodded, “Yes, that was the plan.
I didn’t even intend to greet Leiting, but it seems everything is destined.”
Soone like Xin Qian could certainly see through Ye Chenfeng’s hesitations better for Ye Chenfeng to speak directly.
“Let’s put off your return to Jiangnan for now.
Today, you saved , Xin Qian.
This evening, I will personally toast my thanks,” Xin Qian said with determination.
Ye Chenfeng said, “Mr.
Xin, you don’t need to thank .
In truth, I was saving myself.”
“I’ve co to admire you more and more, Little Ye!
I appreciate your honesty, and now I cannot let you leave tonight,” Xin Qian’s eyes shone with excitent.
In the end, Ye Chenfeng left with Xin Qian and the others.
The Gambling King was much more low-key compared to Li Qiuming.
This could be inferred from his residence; although it was also a very large estate, both its architectural style and scale were significantly inferior to that of the Li family’s estate.
Ye Chenfeng first reported his safety to Phoenix and also inford her about the encounter with the captain.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Chenfeng hesitated over whether to give Chu Qingxue a call.
After pondering for a while, he still dialed the number.
“Hello, may I ask who is this?”
Since Ye Chenfeng was using the phone in the room, Chu Qingxue asked in confusion.
“It’s Ye Chenfeng!”
“What?
You’re Ye Chenfeng?” Chu Qingxue’s voice trembled with excitent upon hearing this.
“What are you doing?” Ye Chenfeng asked with a smile.
“I’m just…” Chu Qingxue hesitated for a mont then swiftly changed the subject, “Where are you now?
Are you safe?”
Ye Chenfeng felt a warmth in his heart and replied with a smile, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.
I’m in Macau right now, and I’ll be returning soon.
You all don’t need to worry.”
“Oh, Macau!”
…
Just after Ye Chenfeng finished the call with Chu Qingxue, Xin Leiting arrived.
The Gambling King had prepared a table filled with rare delicacies to treat Ye Chenfeng, with dishes that an ordinary person might never have the chance to taste in their lifeti.
“Brother Ye, we et again!” Guo Feng was extrely excited to see Ye Chenfeng, who responded with a smile.
“Today, firstly to welco and dust off Mr.
Dek and secondly to express our gratitude to Little Ye for saving our lives.
Let’s toast to Mr.
Dek and Little Ye,” proposed the Gambling King Xin Qian, raising his glass.
The liquor was a long-cherished bottle of Maotai, flavorful and satisfying, making Ye Chenfeng exclaim in delight.
Seeing Ye Chenfeng drink, both Guo Feng and Xin Leiting stayed well away, having witnessed his formidable capacity.
“Little Ye, I didn’t expect you to have such a high tolerance for alcohol!” The Gambling King’s own tolerance was not to be underestimated; he could down a bottle without his complexion changing or his heart skipping a beat.
As for Mr.
Dek, his tolerance seed decent as well, but after a bottle of Maotai, his face turned red and his tongue started to get twisted.
Ye Chenfeng laughed and said, “Elder Xin, your tolerance is not bad either!”
“Shall we have a showdown?” Xin Qian suggested with a smile.
“I would not dare to disrespect!”
However, at this point, Guo Feng and Xin Leiting were looking at Xin Qian with a mix of schadenfreude.
“Change bowls!”
Xin Qian ordered loudly.
Each person went through three bottles.
Naturally, Ye Chenfeng was unaffected, but surprisingly, the Gambling King also showed no signs of being drunk; instead, his eyes grew brighter and brighter.
“Little Ye, you have a better tolerance than I do!” Xin Qian blurted out.
“Elder Xin isn’t far behind either!”
Suddenly, Xin Qian’s gaze turned to Guo Feng: “Feng’er, have you found out who made the move tonight?”
Clearly, Xin Qian was referring to the incident with the mysterious assassins this evening.
“It’s been ascertained.
These assassins are from the Red Leaf, a renowned Assassin Organization in Southeast Asia, but as for who their employer is, they don’t know.
They were simply following orders from above,” said Guo Feng.
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