Twisted Dreams-Chapter 146 - 118: Mysterious Bigwig Outside Rasputin Bar
Outside Rasputin Bar, the thumping DJ music could be faintly heard.
Most of the cars parked outside were luxury cars.
Few people who actually drink come to the bar in such cars.
Luxury cars are meant for picking up women.
Or they’re brought by rich second-generation kids or local tycoons on dates with their lovers.
It’s all about showing off.
Those who come to bars to show off are usually very wealthy.
A doorman in a white shirt stood at the door, and whenever he saw a luxury car pull up, he would jog over to open the car door, making sure the gesture was grand enough.
The second most common were taxis.
Most people getting out of taxis were groups of beautifully dressed women.
No matter how they toiled during the day, at night they had to showcase themselves as the best versions of beautiful women, venting the screams in their hearts.
Some women getting off taxis paused, curiously observing the few people standing at the entrance of Rasputin Bar.
Those four people were dressed in black suits, one man and three women.
The two beautiful girls were a pair of twins.
The other woman was a black-skinned foreign hottie; it was strange how she carried a guitar on her back.
Leading them was a man who resembled a teacher, a scholar, with a cold aura about him.
These four people exuded an elegant aura, like European medieval aristocrats.
Such an unusual group standing quietly at the bar’s entrance was quite eye-catching.
They seemed to be waiting for someone.
Anyone could see that they were definitely not ordinary people, so the ones they were waiting for certainly were not ordinary either.
Let’s not even mention the others, just that black-skinned hottie alone,
In Xia Country, hiring a foreigner requires credentials.
If the hired person is such an exotic beauty, it further proves the strength of the employer behind these four.
Some of the girls getting out of taxis chose not to enter the bar but gathered together, curiously watching the four and whispering among themselves.
Whose mysterious backing is behind this big scene?
.....
A taxi came from afar, stopping at the entrance of Rasputin Bar.
Wang Tingting, sitting in the back seat with Li Yang, hesitated to speak.
She cautiously glanced at Li Yang.
She knew Li Yang intended to stand up for her, which moved her.
But... she heard from her big brother that Li Yang’s family situation wasn’t good either, just like a recent college graduate.
For a novice in society, going to a bar to start a scene seemed like asking for trouble?
Wang Tingting also knew the bar manager was a ruthless character who could handle both the white and black sides, not someone they could provoke easily.
She feared Li Yang might argue with someone and get beaten up, which would make Wang Tingting feel very guilty.
On the way, she gently tried persuading Li Yang to drop the idea of making a scene at the bar.
But Li Yang remained silent.
She didn’t know why, but Li Yang had an aura of authority that discouraged her from speaking further.
For a moment, Wang Tingting thought Li Yang wasn’t an average person, but she quickly dismissed the idea.
Her brother had told her about Li Yang’s family, and her brother was just a bricklayer. How could he know a big shot and be brothers with one?
Wang Tingting felt very uneasy, already inputting the emergency number into her phone, ready to dial if Li Yang had any trouble.
.....
The taxi arrived at the bar entrance.
Du Yangming, dressed in a black suit, jogged to the taxi door and opened it.
Wang Tingting looked at Du Yangming in surprise, separated by Li Yang.
The doorman of Rasputin?
It shouldn’t be because this suited man’s aura didn’t resemble a doorman; it was more like that of a leader.
Why would he help open the car door?
Could he have mistaken someone?
Du Yangming, meticulously placing his hand on the car door frame, bent down and respectfully said:
"Master."
Wang Tingting was dumbstruck.
Master?
He called Brother Li Yang "Master"?
The term "Master" from a novel is heard in reality?
Li Yang nodded calmly and, aided by Du Yangming, got out of the car.
The two twin-suited girls lined up at the car door, and as soon as Li Yang stepped out, they immediately bowed their heads.
Lilith, also dressed in a black suit, ran to the other side of the car and opened the door.
Speaking in flawless Xia Country language, Lilith respectfully said:
"Miss, please step out."
Wang Tingting looked at Lilith dazedly.
Although the black-skinned woman didn’t fit the Xia Country beauty aesthetic, she was beautiful.
Moreover, her aura was quite unique.
Just like... an international lethal female assassin in a novel!
Wang Tingting got out of the car, still in a daze, taking a while to regain her senses.
Li Yang gazed at Lilith indifferently.
This was the woman he had a tussle with for half a year in the South Sea?
Du Yangming introduced her softly:
"Her name is Lilith.
Leon Jin’s adopted daughter, she helped a lot in the laboratory."
After helping Wang Tingting down, Lilith stood in line with the other two girls, obediently.
Lilith cautiously glanced at Li Yang.
Lilith was pondering, Du Lord was a vampire, so what kind of identity did this young man addressed as "Master" by Du Lord have?
She would not foolishly think that the leader of an organization made up of extraordinary creatures and extraordinary humans would be an ordinary human.
Du Yangming tilted his chin towards the two twin-suited girls and introduced:
"They used to be Cleaners, and I found them quite suitable, so I transformed them into vampires."
The sisters were named Liu Yuanyuan and Liu Mengmeng.
To support herself and her sister’s tuition fees, Liu Yuanyuan once worked as a street worker in the old city.
Li Yang slightly nodded, sideways speaking to Wang Tingting:
"I’m usually quite busy.
He will take care of you in the future, contact him if you need anything."
Du Yangming glanced at Wang Tingting.
A very fragrant virgin scent.
He dared not recklessly guess Wang Tingting’s identity, tentatively asking:
"Master, this is Miss...?"
Li Yang responded:
"A friend’s daughter from the past, studying in the South Sea, take good care of her."
Du Yangming understood.
The Master was a Death God with endless life.
Walking among mortals as a human, it was inevitable to have a few human friends.
This young lady must be the daughter of the Master’s friends!
Mortal life is short, yet they managed to move a god with their finite lives. It shows how deep the friendship was.
How dare he neglect a friendship that a god took seriously!
Du Yangming regarded Wang Tingting with an added layer of respect in his eyes, and earnestly said:
"Rest assured, Master, the young lady will not suffer any grievances."
Li Yang said no more, stepping towards the bar.
Wang Tingting followed with a muddled look.
Her brother had such influential friends?
Wasn’t he supposed to be very poor?
If her brother had such powerful friends, why was he leading such a hard life?
Could it be her brother was afraid that material things would taint their friendship and thus didn’t seek Li Yang’s help?
Did he tell her that Brother Li Yang was poor so that she wouldn’t bother him?
Before he passed, was he worried about her, so he told her to find Brother Li Yang if she had trouble?
Wang Tingting kept pondering.
The other women watching them looked at Wang Tingting with envy, even a touch of jealousy.
Despite being average in build and looking youthful, how did she gain such glory?
That young man in the black trench coat and round hat was definitely a mysterious big shot.
His aura was strong, and every move was noble.
Maybe these days, big shots liked this kind of green apple?
Feeling uncomfortable with those women’s gazes, Wang Tingting lowered her head and quickened her steps.
.....
Inside the bar.
The explosive music set the atmosphere ablaze.
Under the passionate DJ’s words, the men and women in the crowd cheered and danced wildly.
On the first floor’s big booths, Wang Tingting’s three roommates were chatting happily with a tattooed man.
Especially the blonde girl, flirting and acting intimately with the tattooed man.
The other two roommates were a bit envious, noticing the tattooed man had money and was willing to spend it on his sister.
And since the tattooed man’s arrival, the bar’s drink manager continually toasted him, giving him a lot of face.
Who wouldn’t want to latch onto such a good brother?
The smudged-makeup girl with curled hair felt a bit displeased, slightly jealous, and said:
"Nannan, you haven’t told us what your brother does."
Thinking to herself, maybe it’s just a facade.
Playing a tycoon at the bar today and tightening screws in a factory tomorrow.
