Chapter 360

Everyone shifted from their initial shock to watching the show.

Even the tattooed bosses beside Lin Wumin couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Then,

one of the tattooed bosses stepped up and forcibly covered Lin Wumin's mouth, which finally suppressed his screaming!

Originally,

the two groups were in a state of extreme tension,

ready to draw weapons at the slightest disagreement.

But now,

Lin Wumin's sudden, illness-like screaming and panic had directly shattered the tense atmosphere.

The two groups, previously at daggers drawn, were suddenly at a loss for what to do.

Seeing this, the tattooed toughs all sighed and shook their heads helplessly.

However,

a few of the people who had been called over to help really couldn't stand it anymore.

They stepped forward two paces,

and these people roared at Qin Feng: "So you're the one bullying my brother? You don't want to live..."

Before these people could finish their sentence,

Lin Wumin suddenly broke free from the tattooed tough's control, then immediately screamed twice,

and then, in a panic, blocked the people who had come to help, saying with extreme fear: "No, don't, don't..."

"What the hell is going on?!"

The helpers looked at Lin Wumin with puzzled expressions.

Lin Wumin secretly glanced at Qin Feng, but happened to meet Qin Feng's gaze.

Lin Wumin shuddered in fear, then hurriedly whispered: "Don't, don't provoke him, let's go, let's go."

"Go?!"

The helpers couldn't take it anymore.

They had clearly been told they were coming to hold the line, and now they were supposed to just slink away like this?

They had at least spent some time in society; they couldn't afford to lose face like this!

So,

the helpers turned their heads to look at the tattooed tough who had brought them, knitting their brows as they asked: "Brother San, what's going on?! Who is this guy! Damn it! We've come this far, and we're just going to let it go?! Do we still want our reputation or not?!"

"Brother San, if you think you can afford to lose face, you go. I can't afford to lose this face! Since we're here today, we have to settle this matter clearly! If he keeps running his mouth, I'm going to take him down right now, you believe me?"

After saying this, the helper grabbed Lin Wumin by the collar.

The tattooed tough called Brother San hurriedly intervened: "Don't, don't, Old Liu, Old Liu! He's Young Master Lin, Young Master Lin, he's the boss! Don't you dare touch him!"

"This guy is Young Master Lin?!"

Old Liu, who had brought people to help, glared at Lin Wumin speechlessly, then let go.

He spat on the ground and said with utter disdain: "Damn, if I'd known this guy was such a coward, I wouldn't have come in the first place. Damn it, he gets scared like this the moment he sees someone, and he still has the nerve to come out and play..."

"You don't know, you don't know!"

Mocked by Old Liu, Lin Wumin argued back angrily: "You have no idea how terrifying he is, really, let's go, everyone go, really, let's go!"

"Go?!"

Old Liu shook his head speechlessly, then rolled his eyes and asked: "Brother San, if we leave, will the money be paid? We agreed on five thousand per person!"

"Five thousand?!"

Lin Wumin was stunned, looking at the tattooed toughs: "Didn't I say ten thousand per person? Why is it only five thousand?!"

"Ten thousand?!"

Old Liu was instantly stunned.

After a while,

he laughed speechlessly: "Fine, fine, Brother San, we've known each other for so long, and you're even skimming off this money? Fine, you're really something, damn it!"

After saying this,

Old Liu shouted directly to his brothers: "Let's go, brothers, these sons of bitches are really not human, they're even skimming this money. Damn it, they really treat their brothers like idiots!"

After saying this,

Old Liu led his men away.

But after walking a few steps,

Old Liu turned his head back to look at the tattooed tough, saying coldly: "Brother San, ten thousand per person. Don't even think about skimming this money. If I don't see the money later, don't blame me for not being a good brother. You weigh it yourself! Let's go, brothers!"

After Old Liu finished speaking, he led his men away directly.

The other groups didn't put up with it either,

grabbing several of the tattooed toughs and heading outside the nightclub, intending to get this matter settled clearly.

Before long,

only Taozi, with his broken hand, and the very embarrassed Brother San remained beside Lin Wumin.

Then,

just as Lin Wumin was about to tuck his tail and slink away,

Qin Feng suddenly spoke: "Young Master Lin, are you just leaving like this?"

"Ah?!"

Hearing Qin Feng call his name,

Lin Wumin let out another scream in fear, and then couldn't help but shudder.

Immediately after,

Lin Wumin felt a hot stream rolling down between his legs, and his entire face turned painful and pale.

Yes, Lin Wumin had wet himself once again.

Qin Feng had only said a single sentence, yet Lin Wumin had been scared into wetting himself again!

The pungent urine flowed along his pant leg onto the floor.

The Marketing Director felt something was wrong, looked down to check carefully, and then shook his head speechlessly.

Damn!

I thought this Young Master Lin was so tough,

damn it, he actually got scared into wetting himself by Young Master Qin. Damn! With this pathetic look, what's the point of coming out to play!

Just as the Marketing Director was helplessly considering how to handle this,

several nightclub security guards sensed something was wrong, looked down at the floor, and immediately shouted: "He wet himself?! Holy shit, who the hell got scared into wetting themselves?! Damn, don't you feel ashamed?!"

…….

"It wasn't me!"

"I didn't!"

"Damn, it's not our people! It seems to be him!"

"Damn, it really is him! It's this prick Young Master Lin, the smell is coming from him!"

"So disgusting, damn, he really wet himself, his pants are all wet!"

"Oh shit, and this guy deserves to be called Young Master Lin?! Someone who can be scared into wetting himself deserves to be called Young Master Lin?!"

Seeing that Qin Feng had scared Lin Wumin into wetting himself with just one sentence,

the nightclub security guards began to mock him unscrupulously.

Lin Wumin knew he had lost all face to the point of no return.

So he hurriedly covered his face, clamped his legs, and left quickly.

Taozi, with his broken hand, and the tattooed tough Brother San saw this and hurriedly chased after him.

They left quickly amidst the booing and cold mockery of the crowd...

And the Marketing Director immediately ordered the cleaning staff to come and clear it up, and apologized to Qin Feng even more respectfully.

Qin Feng smiled slightly, stood up directly, and said: "Alright, it's time for us to go back. Thank you and your brothers for your hard work."