Chapter 79

One slash, one million!

When Shang Wuliang, this good-for-nothing, offered that price, the scene erupted into chaos, and the vibe turned into something that would blow one's mind.

In an instant, it shifted from violent aesthetics to absurd aesthetics.

Six security guards rushed forward like a swarm, but their goal wasn't to take down Lin Dongfan—if Lin Dongfan fell, who would slash them?

Everyone was rushing to get slashed, their minds filled with the heaven-defying dream of getting rich from a single strike.

A crafty guy took advantage of the chaos to cut the power.

Then with a plop, he fell at Lin Dongfan's feet.

In the darkness, he clung to Lin Dongfan's leg and whispered, "Brother, help me out—slash me a few more times in non-vital spots, and I'll treat you to a sauna later…"

The pressure suddenly fell on Lin Dongfan.

To slash or not to slash?

If he didn't slash, he'd seem heartless; it's said that blocking someone's fortune is tantamount to killing their parents.

But if he did slash…

If things blew up, it wouldn't be easy to wrap up; as a corporate drone, he ought to consider the consequences, right?

"Oh wow, I got slashed!"

Suddenly, a guard's anguished cry echoed in the dark private room.

Lin Dongfan's face went blank with shock—the knife was in his hand, he stood there without moving, yet this kind of slick move could still happen?

"Damn, I got slashed too!"

In the dark private room, another guard's voice sounded again.

Shameless.

Really fucking shameless.

Even Master Ma's "lying straight on the platform" can't reach this level of shamelessness—Master Ma truly just lies down, with no pretense at all.

If this continues.

Just standing still, he could take down six guards.

Just as Lin Dongfan pondered whether to take the blame, the private room door was kicked open, followed by Yang Qing's roar: "Everyone get down, don't move!"

Immediately, someone pulled up the power switch.

The room lit up.

The absurd scene was laid bare—those six guards were in various poses.

Someone lay on the ground clutching Lin Dongfan's leg.

Someone reclined by the tea table, sawing at his arm with a broken bottle.

Someone else stabbed his own leg with his pocketknife.

Who knows if they forgot to pay their stupidity tax—could wounds from stabbing themselves be the same as those from a watermelon knife? Even a blind man knows the idiom "full of loopholes".

Someone else covered his already injured arm, leaning against the wall, waiting for the million to land in his pocket.

But no matter which kind of person.

At the moment the lights came on, everyone froze like wooden statues, seemingly unaware that their get-rich-quick dream could shatter so fast.

Yang Qing held his gun with both hands, striking a wary pose at the doorway.

The one who pulled the power switch was Zhang Yong.

Little Boss Shang still stood on the sofa, his head swollen like a pig's, his eyes wide round, his whole body exuding anger.

Faced with Yang Qing's gun-wielding warning, Manager Feng remained as calm as ever.

Manager Feng pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose with his middle finger.

Calmly, Manager Feng explained to Yang Qing: "Officer, you've come at just the right time—I was about to call the police. This person assaulted our VIP guest and now has slashed our guards."

When he said "this person," he pointed at Lin Dongfan, who held the watermelon knife.

Yang Qing flew into a rage: "Did I tell you to speak? Put your hands on your heads and squat down!"

"Officer, what do you mean?" Manager Feng protested: "My people were beaten! You're pointing a gun at me? Watch out, I'll sue…"

"Didn't you hear me say squat down?!"

Before Manager Feng could finish, Zhang Yong kicked his knee.

Manager Feng's knee buckled, nearly making him kneel.

Helpless, he could only suppress his anger, clutch his head, and meekly squat on the ground like the guards.

But Shang Wuliang still stood on the sofa, glaring angrily.

Yang Qing then aimed his gun at Shang Wuliang: "Do you think standing on the sofa puts you out of my reach? Put your hands on your heads and hop down in a frog pose, then squat down honestly!"

Shang Wuliang didn't dare even fart, obediently jumped down, clasped his head, and squatted.

Then Yang Qing noticed Tang Jing still hadn't put her hands on her head and squatted, and gestured with his gun: "What are you doing? You're young to be in this line—just squat properly."

Lin Dongfan broke out in a black line: "She's my wife's best friend, not a hostess…"

"Sorry, my mistake—you don't need to squat."

Yang Qing holstered his gun, then sized up the still-shaken Tang Jing: "Beautiful lady, you look a bit like my future girlfriend—hasn't anyone taken advantage of you?"

"Thanks, it was Little Boss Shang who first hit me with a bottle."

Tang Jing was probably stunned, just reacting randomly after reading, and didn't dare meet Yang Qing's eyes.

Yang Qing also felt awkward pressing further.

He pulled Lin Dongfan aside and whispered: "What's going on? I noticed you hadn't returned to the private room for a while, so I came to check—just as I reached the door, I heard someone shout that they'd been slashed."

"Let's talk outside."

Lin Dongfan called Yang Qing outside and briefly explained the situation.

After hearing that, Yang Qing felt a bit excited.

But he only asked Lin Dongfan one question: "Boss of Imperial No. 1, can you hold it down?"

"Just wait to make your merit."

Lin Dongfan smiled and gave an OK sign.

Yang Qing stopped wasting words, directly took out his phone to call: "I'm at Imperial No. 1, it's a bit dirty. Right away, bring more people over to give Imperial No. 1 a wash."

Less than ten minutes later, six police cars with blaring alarms arrived at the entrance of Imperial No. 1.

The police officers acted swiftly and cleanly.

As soon as they got out of the cars, they controlled all exits of Imperial No. 1 and raided every private room! This sudden crackdown caught everyone off guard.

Soon after.

Both sides of the hallway were filled with decadent rich people and made-up hostesses, some of whom hadn't even put on their clothes properly, heads down, afraid to be seen.

Manager Feng, who was crouched in the Huayin Pavilion private room, only realized when Zhang Yong escorted him out that Imperial No. 1, under his leadership, had been completely overturned by the police.

Seeing the classic sight of two rows of people squatting in the hallway, Manager Feng's heart turned cold as water.

Manager Feng angrily asked Yang Qing: "Do you know who the boss of Imperial No. 1 is? A mere squad captain dares to move against our Imperial No. 1—you're asking for death!"

"Someone with such a foul mouth isn't worthy of talking to this squad captain—take him away!"

Yang Qing had just finished speaking.

Zhang Yong then shoved Manager Feng: "Come on, you're about to get free imperial rations, yet you don't even know to brush your teeth? No hygiene at all."

"Don't push me! I can walk myself!"

Despite having his hands cuffed, Manager Feng still had a spirited bearing.

Manager Feng did not believe this was the end of the Imperial era.

In his view, in Nanzhou City, no one could touch Imperial No. 1! How could this bunch of clueless people arrest him today, and tomorrow they'd have to figure out how to release him!

But he didn't know:

From the moment Lin Dongfan chose to kill without mercy, whoever crashes into the gun barrel will go in!

At that moment, Lin Dongfan was still in the Huayin Pavilion private room, sitting on the sofa smoking.

Across from him sat Xiao Shangzong, his head swollen like a pig's.

Lin Dongfan lamented: "Look at you, one careless move and you've implicated so many people. Those delicate young ladies have sick parents in bed and younger brothers needing school. They struggle to make a living under pressure, earning a bit of youth money isn't easy. Why drag them down?"

"What the hell kind of person are you?!"

Xiao Shangzong glared like an angry beast, his eyes fierce, yet he didn't dare jump up and strike.

Lin Dongfan said with a smile:

"You're also a weirdo, your head's swollen like that, and you still haven't figured out who I am."