Urban All-Round Master-Chapter 1621 - 1655: Encountering a Silly Girl at the Bar
Very soon...
The door of the private room was pushed open.
A man with an extraordinary presence walked in from outside. Seeing Hai Zhilan slumped on the sofa like a drunken dog, the man’s cold lips curled up into a smirk.
He walked over and sat on the sofa, gently lit a cigarette, and smoked face-to-face with Hai Zhilan...
Feeling someone’s presence, the intoxicated Hai Zhilan slowly opened his eyes, seeing a vague silhouette through the slits of his eyelids.
"Hmph, trash is just trash, only able to soak in places like this." The man snorted disdainfully, insulting right in front of Hai Zhilan.
"Who are you?!" Hai Zhilan struggled to open his eyes wide, shook his head, and then got a clear look at the man’s appearance.
"Don’t ask who I am, but I can help you." Lin Zifeng smirked, squinting his eyes, taking a deep drag of smoke and exhaling slowly, letting the white smoke rings envelop his entire face, appearing extremely mysterious...
"Help me? How can you help? What can you do for me?"
"Help you pursue Beiming Huang. Isn’t that an enticing offer?" Lin Zifeng suddenly grinned, an odd smile that sobered Hai Zhilan halfway.
"You’re going to help me pursue Beiming Huang?!"
"Yes. If you agree, I can help you win over Beiming Huang, and make her completely devoted to you."
"Bang!"
Hai Zhilan slammed his hand on the glass table, roaring in anger: "You’re lying! You think you can help me win Huanghuang’s heart just like that?"
"As long as you’re willing, there’s nothing impossible." Lin Zifeng sat on the sofa, looking up into his eyes, yet his eyes were filled with immense confidence, giving the defeated Hai Zhilan a powerful belief, indescribably but truly trusting him.
Could this guy really help me win Huanghuang’s heart? No! How did he know I was pursuing Huanghuang? How does he know about the strained relationship between us now?
"Who exactly are you? How do you know about me and her?"
"The eldest son of the Hai Family pursuing Miss Beiming, such a big thing, do you think others wouldn’t know?" Lin Zifeng shook his head with a bitter smile, then stood up, grinning at him: "Hai Zhilan, not only do I know about you and Miss Beiming, but I also know she just broke up with you today. And now, you’ve spent the entire day trying to win back Miss Beiming’s heart but to no avail, and ultimately stormed off here to drink away your sorrows, right? As for that Oiran..." Lin Zifeng displayed a few evil smiles: "She should be the girl you recently hooked up with outside."
"You... how do you know so much!"
Hai Zhilan seemed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, staring wide-eyed and finding it all the more bizarre.
"Huanghuang only broke up with me today, and only the two of us knew, there was absolutely no one else present. I know Huanghuang’s character, she’s not the type to talk indiscreetly. Could it be someone followed me today?" Hai Zhilan repeatedly pondered.
Still unable to fathom how this person in front of him knew about his breakup with Beiming Huang today.
"Are you wondering how I know these things?"
Lin Zifeng poured himself a drink, a cocktail, not particularly delicious but with a good mouthfeel...
"Did you follow me?"
Hai Zhilan was internally shocked. If this guy did follow him, then who could he be? Why would he want to help me pursue Beiming Huang? Could he want something from me?
Hmph, how could that be? A family loser like me, even a bar girl can ridicule me, where would I have anything worth others trying to get from me?
Hai Zhilan mocked himself a bit.
Shrinking much of the arrogance he usually carried.
"I just want to know the answer now. Either I help you pursue Beiming Huang, or you go win her back yourself. It’s all up to you in the end."
Lin Zifeng was too lazy to waste words with him, but he could be sure that if Hai Zhilan truly loved Beiming Huang, then he would surely pay any price for her.
"Alright! I agree with you. But don’t try to get anything from me."
"Heh, do you think you still have anything on you worth my greed?" Lin Zifeng chuckled humorlessly, then patted his thigh, preparing to leave.
"Hey! Didn’t you say you’d help me? Why are you still leaving? Can you tell me your name? How can I contact you later?"
"No need. There will be opportunities. Just wait for Beiming Huang to fall into your arms." With that said, Lin Zifeng continued to stride towards the exit of the private room.
"..."
Hai Zhilan was stunned, then shook his head, feeling it was all just like a dream.
"That, that man, who exactly is he?"
......
However, just as Lin Zifeng was leaving the private room, the woman who had a dispute with Hai Zhilan earlier had already gathered quite a few lackeys in the bar discussing something. Soon, those lackeys all waited downstairs in the bar, sending a group towards the private rooms.
Lin Zifeng glanced indifferently, not taking any action. He walked to the bar, right on the stool he was sitting at earlier, sat a rather attractive young woman.
The woman, just in her early twenties, dressed outstandingly, with a seductive and enchanting figure. Lin Zifeng, drooling at the mouth, reached out and grabbed the woman’s butt, which was soft yet firm.
"Hey beautiful, I was actually just about to leave. I don’t know why, but it feels like I’ve left something behind here, unsure of how to retrieve it. I want to leave, but I’m afraid I’ll miss a beautiful experience in life. I don’t want to regret it, so I came back."
Lin Zifeng leaned closer to the woman, whispering sweet words.
"What did you leave behind?" the woman asked shyly, her chestnut hair framing a sweet smile as she turned.
"I left you behind. If I didn’t come back, tonight I would have missed out on the most important presence in my life. Of course, maybe you don’t see me as your destined one or your white horse prince, but I’m like the ’Youlemei’ endorsed by Jay Chou, capable of giving you a warm feeling." Lin Zifeng leaned against the bar, reciting the most basic, trivial lines of a man hunting for a woman.
Yet foolish women generally love to hear them.
...
Soon, a dispute arose in the private room where Hai Zhilan was, and eventually, Hai Zhilan was seen rushing out from the direction of the second-floor private room, with several burly men holding their stomachs in pain chasing after him.
Hai Zhilan’s cultivation was very low, only knowing some very basic martial arts. Faced with a gang beating on top of having drunk quite a lot of alcohol, his stamina and rationality were not in good shape.
He could only be chased down from the second-floor direction...
"Kid, I’ve been waiting for you a long time!"
At this point, seven or eight burly men were already waiting for him beside the stairway. Seeing Hai Zhilan running down from the second floor, they surrounded him completely.
"Do you know who I am?" Hai Zhilan’s stamina was severely depleted, making him unable to fight back against these men, so he could only try to scare them with his reputation.
"I don’t give a damn who the hell you are, brothers, break this kid’s legs for me!"
"To hell with you!" Hai Zhilan struck first, lifting a foot to kick one of the burly men down the stairs, then quickly grabbed two bottles of red wine from the cellar next to the stairs and smashed them over the heads of two burly men in front of him.
"Crash—"
The burly men were knocked senseless, with blood gushing from their heads.
Breaking through the siege, Hai Zhilan displayed almost all the street-fighter skills of a small-time hooligan. In the massive bar, anything that could be used as a weapon was picked up.
This bar was spacious; despite a large-scale brawl happening here, people on the other side remained calm, dancing, as fighting was no new sight.
"Screw you all! Daring to mess with Hai, are you tired of living?"
Although Hai Zhilan was a bit of a waste, he fought viciously when brawling, smashing bottles on heads brutally.
"Kid, let’s see how we don’t kill you!"
The burly men cried out in pain, unable to lay a finger on Hai Zhilan.
In an instant, all seven or eight burly men were beaten by Hai Zhilan until they were covered in blood, temporarily avoiding his fierceness.
"Even drunk, I can take you all down. Come on, if you’ve got the guts!"
After resolving the scuffle, Hai Zhilan swaggered out from the front of the bar with a bottle in each hand, flaunting his arrogance.
Lin Zifeng also watched everything, starting to like this Hai Zhilan.
Despite his wasteful side, his innate fierceness was strong.
"Hey handsome, I want to drink that kind of wine. If you can make it get me drunk, tonight I might not be able to leave..."
The woman chatting exuberantly with Lin Zifeng saw him spending lavishly, having already bought her three glasses of Hennessy.
She started eyeing the most expensive wine on the bar.
"Hehe... you want to drink that wine, do you?" Lin Zifeng glanced at the price marked on the bottle.
Just one glass costs nearly five thousand bucks, and this wine has very low alcohol content; wishing to get drunk, Ha! Without at least a dozen glasses, it won’t have any effect.
"Want it, right? If you want it, then take it." Lin Zifeng said softly, not immediately following up with ’after all, I’m not the one paying.’
"Hey, gimme a bottle." The woman exclaimed.
"Eighteen thousand, please." The server handed over the wine politely.
"Alright." The woman smiled, thinking she had snagged a wealthy fool. But when she turned around, Lin Zifeng had disappeared without a trace.
"Miss, eighteen thousand, cash or card?" The server asked.
"I-I don’t have any money. Look at me, I don’t even have pockets, I left my bag behind too."
"Then what the hell are you drinking?! Do you think men everywhere are as *** as you? Just easily tricking them into food and drink?" The server instantly got cranky.
"..." The woman was left speechless...
...
Exiting the bar, Hai Zhilan strode out furiously, clutching a bottle in each hand.
