After Zhao Yanan left, Chu Yuxuan took a moment to rest, then dressed and headed to the underground garage.
Li Bin and his men had almost finished cleaning up the battlefield. When they saw Chu Yuxuan coming down, they all looked frightened, avoiding his gaze.
"Mr. Chu, we're almost done here! Thank God, no one came by during this time," Li Bin said, his face pale as he eagerly approached.
Chu Yuxuan handed him a cigarette and said, "Thanks. Don't rush off yet; stay here and keep watch. I'm going out to take care of something. I'll handle those three cars later tonight. Also, keep today's events absolutely confidential, understand?"
"Got it! Don't worry, Mr. Chu... Do you need any help later? Maybe my brothers and I could—" Li Bin began to offer, but Chu Yuxuan cut him off, "Li Bin, don't get too close to me. It's for your own good. At dawn, I'll wire you some money to divide among your men as a hardship allowance. No refusals."
Li Bin looked disappointed but nodded, "Alright..."
Chu Yuxuan patted his shoulder and said, "If you ever face any trouble, call me anytime. I'll help you."
Hearing this, Li Bin felt somewhat comforted and smiled, "Alright! I will."
Chu Yuxuan didn't say anything more. After making a quick call to Lao Wu, he drove off.
It was 2:30 in the morning.
The MJ bar had been taken over by Heizi, and the place was filled with smoke and chaos, crowded with gangsters, all his elite fighters. The birthday girl of the night, a young woman with heavy makeup, was clearly high, dancing wildly on stage to a seductive pole dance, drawing cheers from the crowd.
Aida Jing, slightly tipsy, sat with Heizi, watching the performance with interest. He couldn't help but think of the icy beauty Zhao Yanan. His assets were mostly transferred overseas, and once he succeeded with Zhao Yanan, he planned to flee to the U.S. Even if the Chu family traced it back to him and Heizi, they wouldn't be able to do anything.
Heizi, completely high and delirious, was talking nonsense, shaking his head uncontrollably. After a few subtle reminders from Aida Jing, he remembered the men he had sent to kidnap Zhao Yanan and Chu Yuxuan. He glanced at the time and cursed as he tried to call them.
However, despite several attempts, none of them picked up.
Aida Jing began to feel uneasy and said, "Could something have gone wrong?"
Heizi, still in a daze, dismissed the concern, saying confidently, "It's nothing." He tried to call again, but this time, his phone mysteriously lost signal.
Aida Jing checked his phone and found it also had no signal. Although he didn't know what was going on, a growing unease crept into his heart. Trying to remain calm, he said, "I'm not feeling well tonight. I'm going to rest. You guys continue."
Just as he finished speaking, a delicate-looking girl suddenly walked into the bar. She stood at the entrance, scanning the room as if she was looking for someone or... counting heads.
One of the thugs at the bar, annoyed, shouted, "Hey, can't you see the sign? We're closed tonight. Get lost."
Another thug, burly and broad-shouldered, got up with a lecherous grin and walked over to her. Standing in front of her, he said, "Hey, little sister, want a drink? I'll treat you... Hey, what's with all the calluses on your hands? Tsk tsk, that makes me sad. Hahaha..."
As he spoke, he glanced back at his buddies at the bar, raising his eyebrows triumphantly.
But when he turned back around, his lecherous grin froze instantly—a gun was pointed squarely at his throat!
Xiao Qing, her face youthful and calm, looked at him with a gaze that suddenly turned deadly, and without hesitation, she pulled the trigger!
The unexpected gunshot startled everyone present.
They turned to see a tall thug collapse to the ground, revealing the small figure of the girl who had shot him. The next moment, she began firing indiscriminately, both hands holding guns, sweeping through the room!
At the same time, a man with a poker face, wearing a crucifix necklace, and a large, muscular man burst in.
The poker-faced man wielded a curved knife with deadly precision, every strike aimed at the neck, giving no one a chance to survive.
The large man, immensely strong, looked like a raging Hulk under the bar's green lights. He grabbed a thug and, with a single punch, crushed the man's face, killing him instantly.
Xiao Qing, though appearing frail, handled her guns with steady precision, every shot on target. Her movements were seamless as she reloaded and continued firing, a display of intense training.
The sudden gunfire sent everyone in the bar scrambling, some ducking for cover, others praying to be spared. The place descended into chaos, filled with noise and panic. Aida Jing, terrified, wet his pants and cowered under a table, trembling. Heizi finally snapped out of his stupor, shouting for his men to grab their weapons. But aside from a few who had guns, the rest were too scared to show themselves. In less than two minutes, the bar fell eerily quiet.
Chu Yuxuan, who had been smoking outside, pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing the mess, he casually approached Xiao Qing and smiled, "You've saved me a lot of trouble."
Xiao Qing blushed, lowered her head, and handed the gun back to him.
Chu Yuxuan said, "Keep it. The Ruger 57 suits you. It's not only practical but also stylish."
Xiao Qing's face turned even redder. She bit her lip shyly, looking utterly charming.
Meanwhile, the other two brothers were finishing off the remaining thugs. Lao San dragged out a scantily clad girl from under a table—it was Heizi's girlfriend. She was pale with fear, tears in her eyes as she pleaded, "Please, let me go. I'm just a dancer, please..."
Lao San usually avoided hurting women, but on the way here, Chu Yuxuan had given strict orders—everyone except Aida Jing was to be eliminated.
As he hesitated, a shadow suddenly darted from behind, and a curved knife plunged into the girl's neck! Lao Si calmly blinked and glanced at Lao San, saying, "What are you standing there for? Get to work."
Lao San: "..."
Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha!
Moments later, Lao Si dragged Aida Jing out from his hiding spot and tossed him at Chu Yuxuan's feet.
Almost simultaneously, Lao San found Heizi hiding under the stage. Just as he was about to act, Heizi suddenly burst into laughter, shouting manically, "Chu Yuxuan! I know who your dad is looking for—the guy with the tattoo on his arm, hahaha... Can we trade my life for that information, Chu brother? Hahaha..."
Chu Yuxuan hadn't intended to negotiate with this gang leader, but hearing this, he was both surprised and delighted. He kicked the pleading Aida Jing aside and excitedly said, "Lao San, bring him over!"
Heizi, dragged over like a wild dog by Lao San, was now completely deranged, laughing uncontrollably from the drug's aftereffects.
Grabbing Heizi's hair, Chu Yuxuan demanded, "How do you know Chu Zhiqing is looking for that person?"
"Hehe... Brother, I may be a thug, but I'm still someone of importance, hehe... Your dad's looking for someone I know! Isn't that a coincidence? Yesterday, a friend asked me about him. I knew that friend was working for your dad, so I asked a bit more. He said it's your dad who's looking, but I didn't say anything because I didn't want to offend the guy your dad's looking for. Aren't I awesome? Haha..."
Chu Yuxuan, holding back his frustration, continued to ask, "Tell me, who is it?"
"You... you beg me! No, no, I beg you. I'll trade this information for my life, okay? No, no, add in my brother Aida, okay, Chu brother?"
Lao Si lightly rubbed his crucifix, muttering, "Aishiba..."
Chu Yuxuan gestured for him to hold back and then smiled at Heizi, "Alright, it's a deal. You tell me, and I won't harm you."
"You have to... swear! Swear on your life! Hahaha..." Heizi demanded, still mad with delirium.
Chu Yuxuan, like coaxing a child, agreed, "I swear. I won't touch you two. If I break my promise, may I get hit by a car as soon as I leave. Is that enough?"
People who get high are far more brainless than those who get drunk—completely idiotic. As soon as Heizi heard Chu Yuxuan swear an oath, he immediately caved in: "Alright! You're a great man! No, a good man! A great, good man! Hahaha... The guy your dad sent, he's got some Russian letters tattooed on his arm, something like 'Das... Wei... Daliya!' Hahaha... There's an 'L' at the end, right? His name is Su Dong, nicknamed Dongzi. He's a drug dealer, and all my magic powder comes from him! Hahaha... It's really pure stuff, do you want some, Brother Chu?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Yuxuan's eyes lit up immediately.
He hadn't expected such a big surprise tonight. It seemed that these two really couldn't be killed just yet.