9 Escape

The lean Jamaican bouncer was still leaning against the wall. He held a marijuana cigarette in his hand and placed it under his nose, constantly smoking it. After hearing Lena's shouts, he sauntered over weakly and asked, "What now?"

When the Jamaican bouncer sauntered into the door of room eight, Zhou Qingfeng pushed the cold gun's muzzle against his head from behind the door and roared in a low voice, "Keep your mouth shut and raise your hands slowly. Otherwise, I'll blast the sh*t out of your head."

The Jamaican bouncer's head was pushed to one side by the gun's muzzle. He said in a deep voice, "What are you trying to do? This is Lord Kogen's territory. You... you even broke into the Potaski brothers' room. You must be out of your mind."

The Jamaican bouncer saw the big hole in the room's wooden wall. He wanted to scream in Zhou Qingfeng's face, but he dared not move a hair. He was pushed by Zhou Qingfeng's gun and forced to sit on a chair.

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng had the Jamaican bouncer under control, Lena quickly searched for all kinds of unusual props in the cabinet within the room. She looked for things like handcuffs, ropes, and mouth gags before binding the Jamaican bouncer firmly to the chair.

"Enjoy this, s*cker!" Lena tied the Jamaican bouncer up and spat on his face bitterly. She even kicked the other party's crotch with her high heels.

Zhou Qingfeng switched on the pistol's safety and thrust it back onto the belt around his waist. Then, after grabbing the bag filled with cash, he opened the door and peered outside. He shouted to Lena, "Let's go, we need to leave immediately."

Lena was still not satisfied after kicking him a few times. She scolded whilst following behind Zhou Qingfeng, "That bastard often played pranks on us, stole our things, took advantage of us, and even peed in our coffee. I hate everyone here."

Exiting the corridor on the second-floor basement, Zhou Qingfeng returned to the bar on the first floor. He was still thinking of bringing Angie back with him.

However, after sweeping his eyes across the place, Angie who he had seen sitting at the bar counter earlier was nowhere to be seen. Even the white guy who had tried to flirt with her earlier was gone too.

"Where's Angie?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, grabbing the girl whom he had seen sitting next to Angie initially. The chubby girl's face was filled with freckles and had to be Angie's classmate.

"Who are you? Let go of me, or I'll find someone to teach you a lesson." The chubby freckled chick was already wasted from having too much to drink. She swung her wrist in an effort to break free from Zhou Qingfeng's grip.

Lena had gotten her fair share of the money. Hence, her need for Zhou Qingfeng had diminished greatly. She kept urging him to leave immediately, "We need to go now. We need to get out of here immediately."

"Wait out there for me. If you don't see me come out after five minutes, you can go ahead and leave on your own."

Zhou Qingfeng said, ordering Lena. He had to find Angie. If something happened to Angie, the entire plot would end up being a mess. Not to mention, how could he count on her to get him that robot dog.

Lena turned around and left without any hesitation. On the other hand, Zhou Qingfeng continued to threaten the chubby freckled chick, saying, "Listen, you better tell me where Angie is or I'll end your life."

Zhou Qingfeng faintly revealed the pistol fastened on his waist. At once, the chubby freckled chick was startled. She said while trembling, "Angie left with Cooper."

"They left the bar?"

"No. Cooper gave Angie a glass of wine that made her extremely light-headed. Then, he and a few other guys dragged her to the second-floor basement. They said that they were going to get a room to have some fun."

'F*ck! That bastard must have a death wish.'

Zhou Qingfeng turned around immediately and sprinted toward the second-floor basement, where he had just come from. The second-floor casino was still clamorous as usual. Waitresses wearing various kinds of revealing outfits could be seen carrying glasses of wine as they moved back and forth amidst the crowd continuously.

After making his way downstairs, Zhou Qingfeng bolted toward the row of rooms where the prostitutes offered their services. Some doors were open, exposing the lovemaking that was taking place, while some doors were securely locked, where a series of screams could be heard coming from both men and women.

With a bang, Zhou Qingfeng broke into one of the rooms that he had heard a very loud scream from. The man and woman who were going on about their business were startled by him. Unfortunately, Angie was not in the room. "I'm sorry, please continue."

Zhou Qingfeng broke into the other rooms whilst keeping a straight face. It was only until he broke into the third room, did he see four to five youngsters standing around the bed guffawing. The person lying on the bed was none other than a drunken Angie. 

Her clothes had been stripped off, and she only had her bra and panties on as she twisted violently on the bed.

"Hey!" Zhou Qingfeng yelled, fishing out the pistol from his waist and pointing it at the teenagers. He shouted, "Stop what you're doing."

All five white teenagers turned their heads toward him. A few of them looked stupefied while the others were stunned speechless. Someone shouted furiously, "Do you know who I am, yellow monkey?

"Don't f*cking get in my way. I advise you to leave immediately, or I'll ask someone to blow up your *sshole." 

Bang…!

Zhou Qingfeng was so mad that he did not take the time to reconsider his actions. He pulled the trigger of the M1911A1 in his hand, shooting the young man who was yelling at him.

The guy's shoulder took a hit as he screamed and collapsed. When the other teenagers realized that Zhou Qingfeng was being serious about it, they raised their hands quickly and stepped out of the way in horror.

"Angie, Angie!" After shooting one of them and forcing the rest back, Zhou Qingfeng took quick steps forward and pulled Angelina Lawrence up from the bed.

However, the girl was not only drunk. Instead, she might also have been drugged. She looked as though she was unconscious.

"D*mn it!" Zhou Qingfeng could only drag Angie up with force and help her out of the bed. He did not have time to grab the clothes that she had been dressed in at first as they staggered out of the room.

Outside the corridor, a casino bouncer had heard the sound of the gunshot and bolted over to the scene. However, upon seeing the frenzied-looking Zhou Qingfeng rushing out of the room whilst holding a gun, he immediately raised his hands to indicate that he was harmless and stepped aside to let him go through.

Zhou Qingfeng left the corridor quickly and returned to the basement floor via the staircase. At this time, the bar on the first-floor basement was still crowded with a lot of people who were either dead drunk or high from smoking weed. They were busy twisting their bodies incessantly to the beat of the heavy metal music.

Zhou Qingfeng was anxious to leave the godforsaken bar, he dragged Angie with all his might as he tried to squirm his way through the crowd. However, as soon as he arrived at the exit of the bar, he saw the tall and sturdy Potaski brothers staggering down the stairs from the ground above.

At the same time, the casino bouncer who had been on the second-floor basement hastened upstairs as well. He immediately hollered at the Potaski brothers, saying, "Hey, Ivan, grab that kid, he shot Cooper."

Although the clamorous noise from the bar kept the cries of the casino bouncer from traveling very far, his exaggerated gestures and anxious expression still managed to catch the attention of the Potaski brothers.

Especially when they followed the direction the casino bouncer was pointing in and noticed Zhou Qingfeng who was trying to get away, they immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Hey, kid, it's such a coincidence that I was looking for you! You lied to us, there weren't any police officers catching drug dealers on 198th Street." Ivan pushed the crowd out of his way with his thick and strong hands. With an infuriating look on his face, he opened up a path by sweeping the crowd away and began to approach Zhou Qingfeng swiftly. 

In the face of danger, Zhou Qingfeng, who was being driven to the edge, did not hesitate as he swiftly drew his gun and pointed it at the Russian guy a few meters away from him. He pulled the trigger.

The malicious-looking Ivan might have had a ferocious face, yet he still let out an odd scream the moment he saw the gun's muzzle. He dropped to the ground instantly after lowering his head and regretted having cleared up a path in front of him. There was no one to take the bullet for him.

Bang, bang, bang… Zhou Qingfeng continued pulling the trigger. The pistol's recoil numbed his entire wrist. The gunshots drowned the music in the bar, sending hundreds of people in the bar screaming in horror at once. Everyone glanced around them, trying to understand what was going on.

Chaos inevitably ensued.