However, when Luofeng reached the bathroom door, he noticed a problem.
"Oh, it’s you?" Luofeng rembered the incident at the airport.
"Yes, it’s !" Wu Yufan showed absolutely no fear of Luofeng now. "You’re a con artist, aren’t you?"
Luofeng was utterly bewildered. What was going on? What could I have possibly conned him out of? We barely know each other. What could I have scamd from him? If it were a girl accusing of being a con artist, I’d assu it was so kind of pickup line. But a grown man? Are you f*cking nuts?
"Heh, dude, I saw you hitting on my girlfriend at the airport, and now you’ve followed her here?" Luofeng chuckled, staring at the man.
At this, Wu Yufan’s face flushed red. This intensified when he saw Duanmu Yunji erge from the bathroom, and he excitedly walked towards her.
This action prompted Luofeng to react. He rushed over imdiately and served Wu Yufan with a left hook. It landed perfectly on the bridge of the man’s nose, and blood imdiately gushed out.
"You... you con artist, you hit !" Wu Yufan stared fiercely at Luofeng.
"Are you psycho?" Luofeng cursed, then looked towards Duanmu Yunji. "Are you alright?"
"I’m fine. This lunatic just popped out of nowhere and scared . And yes, he’s the sa guy who hit on at the airport," Duanmu Yunji said.
"Heh, I rember. Let’s head back. Don’t let a psycho like that ruin our mood," Luofeng nodded.
"Yep, yep!"
Poor Wu Yufan. That punch was undeniably a critical hit. It left him so dizzy he could barely stand.
Only after Luofeng had escorted Duanmu Yunji back to Booth 1 did Wu Yufan manage to shake his woozy head. He touched his nose and realized it was covered in blood. His expression turned even uglier.
Clenching his teeth, Wu Yufan tidied himself up a bit at the sink before returning to Chen Bolin’s side.
Naturally, Chen Bolin noticed sothing was off with him. "Hey, Brother Wu, are you okay?"
"That son of a bitch actually hit ," Wu Yufan said, taking the tissue Chen Bolin offered and continuing to wipe his nose.
"What? Really? Should we call the police then?" Chen Boli asked, feigning surprise.
"Better not!" Wu Yufan hurriedly stopped him when he saw Chen Bolin practically reaching for his phone.
Chen Bolin looked at him, puzzled. "Now would be the best ti to call the police. We could get a dical report and make him pay tens of thousands in compensation. Wouldn’t that be satisfying?"
"Of course, I’m furious!" Wu Yufan said angrily. He had just been rcilessly beaten down in front of Duanmu Yunji. It was an absolute humiliation. If he called the police? That would be even more mortifying. He planned to get his revenge his own way. He wanted to humiliate Luofeng in front of Duanmu Yunji.
"I’ll head back first, and then I’ll settle the score with this guy!"
Wu Yufan wasn’t planning on waiting a few days to take revenge. Instead, he had already called a few friends. They would be able to settle the score with Luofeng shortly.
Chen Bolin watched Wu Yufan’s retreating figure with a subtle smile. Everything was under his control. Li Bo Kai and Lin Xiaoyun refuse to show respect? Hmm! He’d wait and see how Li Bo Kai and Lin Xiaoyun would choose when a conflict broke out. And they dare call Chen Ergou? Chen Bolin’s expression suddenly turned grim.
anwhile, when Luofeng returned to Booth 1, Li Bo Kai said with disbelief, "Brother Feng, that was incredibly fast! Are you trying to ss with our bet or sothing?"
Luofeng was completely dumbfounded. "How did I ss with anyone?"
Luofeng had just returned with Duanmu Yunji and was imdiately t with this. He was utterly confused too.
Only then did Li Bo Kai explain, "The mont Sister-in-law went to the bathroom, you said you were going too. This bar’s bathroom is famously large, they even specially designed it with... Anyway, the beauties and I made a bet on when you’d be back, Brother Feng!"
"Damn it!" Luofeng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "You bunch of old perverts!"
This Li Bo Kai? Was he implying I’m a quick-draw artist? Well, he wasn’t wrong. Luofeng had indeed taken down that bastard who hit on Duanmu Yunji in a single round!
"Actually, sothing happened in the bathroom just now..." Luofeng said, proceeding to tell everyone about Wu Yufan.
"Damn it, what the hell? That arrogant? He even dared to have designs on my sister-in-law? Let’s go teach him a lesson!"
Luofeng waved his hand. "No need. I think that psycho has had too much to drink. I can’t be bothered with him!"
Duanmu Yunji added, "That person didn’t really do anything, and Brother Feng already punched him, so let’s just consider the matter settled!"
In front of their friends, Duanmu Yunji naturally wanted to preserve Luofeng’s dignity. In private, of course, she just called him by his na. As for calling him ’Baby,’ that would probably take a bit more ti. After all, not everyone was like Su iji, who, after they’d done *that*, would call him ’baby’ and ’husband’ with every other breath. That woman was just too desperate.
"Sister-in-law is too kind-hearted. If it were , I’d kill that bastard!" Lin Xiaoyun declared.
"It seems like we’re jinxed whenever we co to this bar; it’s always like this," Chen Dali said, half-laughing, half-exasperated.
"Brother Dali, please stop, or Xiaoyong will start crying!" Luofeng teased.
"Hahaha!" Chen Dali also burst out laughing. Seeing Zhang Shunyong nearby, he indeed looked miserable.
But while everyone was joking around, Wu Yufan had already returned to Booth Five with several people.
Wu Yufan announced, "Guys, when I went to the bathroom just now, so kid hit , and we’re going over there to settle the score right now!"
"Soone dared to hit Brother Wu?"
"We have to teach him a lesson!"
"In a bit, I’m gonna crack his skull open!"
His group of rowdy friends instantly got all riled up. But those who knew better understood: the louder they boasted now, the more likely they were to cower later.
Soon, Wu Yufan was leading his group towards Booth One. To build up his presence, Wu Yufan even carried a beer bottle.
"Gentlen, is there a problem?" Zhang Shunyong imdiately noticed the commotion and cautiously approached the edge of their booth to inquire.
"Get lost!" Wu Yufan took one look at Zhang Shunyong, dismissed him as their henchman, and snorted coldly.
Under normal circumstances, Zhang Shunyong would certainly have stepped aside. After all, when trouble brewed between custors, the bar staff typically remained neutral. But this ti was different! A custor like Luofeng spent a minimum of two Big Shenlongs per visit. He was a VIP client through and through.
"Gentlen, can’t we discuss this calmly? Let’s just talk it over first."
CRACK!
Before Zhang Shunyong could finish speaking, Wu Yufan smashed the bottle over his head.
He felt no pressure attacking a re bar salesman, just an employee.
"You!" Zhang Shunyong was stunned.
Wu Yufan’s friends, already quite drunk, started acting all high and mighty, cheering him on and praising how Aweso he was.
"You’re Luofeng, right?" Having just assaulted soone, Wu Yufan was now even more arrogant and domineering.
"Brother Dali, what’s going on with your Capital City? I always feel like I’ve ti-traveled twenty years back. We really don’t see many idiots like this in Shanghai anymore," Luofeng said, exasperated. Getting into fights? Assaulting people in a bar? Seriously, you rarely see this kind of thing anymore.
"What’s with this drunken display?" Chen Dali looked at Wu Yufan, a flicker of recognition in his eyes.
Li Bo Kai also found him sowhat familiar.
"Heh, what era are we in? Still trying to scare people by brandishing a beer bottle?" Lin Xiaoyun mocked.
Li Bo Kai looked at the man again. "Aren’t you from the West Mountain area? Nad Wu sothing? Wu Universe?"
"....."
Wu Yufan glared at Li Bo Kai. He can’t even rember my na? What good is he?
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