Chapter 12: Cut Off Your Ten Fingers

Nightclubs are places to seek excitement, and beautiful women and alcohol are the most suitable things.

Wang Ling is very attractive. Even if she doesn't wear makeup and wears the uniform of the nightclub, she can't hide her youthful innocence. For some men, it is a fatal temptation.

In front of her, a middle-aged man smoking a cigar looked unhappy with red wine stains on his clothes. However, when he looked up at Wang Ling, his greasy face was stunning and his eyes almost burst into flames.

A young man with tattoos on his head sitting next to him immediately understood what was going on and laughed: "Mr. Qian, your taste is really good. Since you like her so much, take her away. The manager here knows me; just give them some money."

Mr. Qian looked like a pig brother as he reached out to touch Wang Ling while teasing her: "Little girl, it's great that you're working at such a young age! Spend some time with me tonight and I'll give you a big red envelope."

Wang Ling felt disgusted in her heart but avoided him without leaving any traces while smiling: "I'm sorry Mr.Qian but I have work to do now so I need to leave first."

She was clever enough not to fall for these dirty-minded people since she came from an affluent family who had taught her about their ways.

She often encountered this kind of situation where customers would be rejected by her but they wouldn't make too much trouble afterwards because after all the owner of this nightclub has quite an influence.

"Busy? You have many waitresses here so there's no need for you to go anywhere else," said Zhao Yueping tapping the table with his glass menacingly." Little girl listen carefully- today you will accompany Mr.Qian well or else..."

This Mr.Qian was invited from another province to invest here so he must be treated well.

Mr.Qian looked at Wang Ling with a lecherous smile and said playfully: "Don't scare the little girl, Mr. Zhao. I'm a good person... Little girl, come over here. You have such a great figure; you should know how to dance. Let's start with us brothers."

"We're in luck today! It's better if it's a striptease!" laughed several big men present.

"Brothers will be happy and there will be money for you after dancing well."

"Aren't you going to give us this little bit of face?"

Wang Ling smiled apologetically but her eyes showed some coldness because if it weren't for her family's sudden change she wouldn't have fallen into this situation.

However, she was still just a young girl who couldn't help feeling nervous about what was happening especially since these people were obviously former gangsters who had now gone straight but their nature hadn't changed at all.

"Come over and keep Mr. Qian company," Zhao Yue's voice raised a few notches, with a hint of intimidation, and several henchmen next to him stood up in cooperation.

Wang Ling was at a loss, her palms sweating as she looked around for help, but found that the nightclub manager had stayed far away and the other bartenders were not even looking in their direction.

"Please behave yourselves, or I'll call security." Wang Ling trembled slightly. If it were an ordinary girl, she would have been scared to tears by now. At least she could remain calm.

"Oh, how fresh! You're working here at such a young age; you must be no good," said one of them mockingly.

"Don't refuse our toast or you'll drink the penalty later."

Mr. Qian licked his lips and stood up trying to grab Wang Ling's arm.

However, at this moment, someone blocked her way with an icy voice full of anger: "What do you want to do?"

Mr. Qian was stunned when he saw Chu Yi blocking his way. But after just one glance he realized that Chu Yi was just some poor guy.

"Young man, being a hero requires skills..." Mr. Qian began speaking but before he could finish his sentence Chu Yi splashed red wine from his glass onto Mr.Qian's face.

"You're asking for death!" Mr.Qian shouted angrily on the spot then turned to Zhao Yue saying: "Zhao boss,I came all this way with sincerity to do business with you,but now we've encountered this kind of thing.If you don't give me an explanation,this deal is off."

"Mr.Qian,you can rest assured that on my turf,no one will mistreat you.My words still carry weight." replied Zhao Yue confidently

"This brother doesn't give me any face." Zhao Yue shook the wine glass in his hand and said to Chu Yi. He hadn't encountered such a stubborn young man in a long time.

"If you know what's good for you, just stand there and let Mr.Qian slap you a few times, then get lost. That way we can forget about this whole thing. Otherwise, don't blame us for getting rough with you."

"What kind of person are you?" Chu Yi glanced at him disdainfully. How dare he flirt with his own student? Wasn't that crossing the line?

Han Yu once said: "A teacher should impart knowledge and skills to their students, not help them fight.

"Hahaha, what am I?!" Zhao Yue laughed in anger. "My big brother is Hong Laoda, just that alone is enough to make me walk sideways in Jiujiang City. What am I?"

"Fan Hong? Hong Laoda!" Wang Ling, who was pulled behind by Chu Yi, turned pale instantly.

Hong Laoda was someone she couldn't afford to offend even with her previous family background, let alone now.

"Chu Teacher, you should leave quickly...I will handle things here."

"Handle it? How are you going to handle it?" Chu Yi glared at Wang Ling. "You stay on the side and wait for me to ask you later. You better give me a reasonable explanation or else I'll tell your parents."

Wang Ling felt wronged and her eyes were misty but for some reason behind Chu Yi's back she had a real sense of security.

Jiang Fan and others naturally saw what happened here.

Jiang Fan looked anxious: "Brother Li, can you help us out? My friend has just entered society and doesn't understand the rules yet. Please do it for my brother's sake."

Li Zicheng smiled gently: "It's useless. Your friend has offended someone he shouldn't have offended. At the level of Hong Laoda, even my father would find it difficult to talk to him let alone myself."

"This isn't school anymore; if your friend keeps acting recklessly like this he will eventually run into trouble."

"Tsk tsk... serves him right! Let's sit here and watch the show." Wu Jingjing gloated with hatred towards Chu Yi but refrained from adding insult to injury.

"Do they really think they're somebody special? Just a clown jumping around," everyone at this table mocked sarcastically but when mentioning Hong Laoda there was an air of respectfulness.

What kind of person was he - the overlord of Jiujiang City, a big shot in the area. Although everyone at this table had assets worth over ten million yuan, compared to Fan Hong they were like clouds and mud.

"If only we could establish a relationship with such a person, that would be great," sighed one rich second-generation.

Jiang Fan's heart sank when he heard these words but Chu Yi was brought here by him and he couldn't let anything happen to him.

Jiang Fan stood up with a stiff scalp, looked at Boss Qian and said in a somewhat pleasing tone: "Boss Qian, Boss Zhao, my brother doesn't know any better. You are adults and should not make things difficult for him. Let me pay for this meal..."

"Chu Yi, apologize quickly," Jiang Fan anxiously thought to himself.

Boss Qian was already in a bad mood and became angry when another person spoke out: "Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you talk to me!"

He slapped Jiang Fan's face without hesitation. Although Jiang Fan was nervous, he didn't plan on dodging it either.

If taking this slap could avoid trouble for his friend, then it would be worth it.

However, Chu Yi grabbed the wrist of Boss Qian before he could land the slap.

"It seems like you enjoy using your hands," Chu Yi said coldly.

"What do you want?" Boss Qian felt uneasy.

Snap!

Chu Yi broke one of his pinky fingers directly which hung limply by his side.

"Ahh..." Boss Qian screamed like a pig being slaughtered; his voice even louder than the noisy music around them.

Chu Yi wrinkled his nose: "Humans have human energy; demons have demonic energy; immortals have immortal energy. All I can sense from you is foul air. If you don't shut up now, I'll break your other nine fingers."

"You dare..."

"Ahh!!! It hurts!"

Without blinking an eye, Chu Yi broke one of his ring fingers too.

The nightclub's music stopped abruptly as all customers turned their attention towards them in shock. Jiang Fan was dumbfounded as he never expected that his friend would be so fierce. But when he saw Zhao Yue's increasingly icy gaze directed at him, he couldn't help but shiver uncontrollably as if he had fallen into an ice cave.