89: Deterrence

Witnessing Shen Yifei and Su Muqing's intimate gestures, Liu Xiaoxiao felt a slight twinge of jealousy. She let out a soft huff. "I knew there was something going on between you two."

Su Muqing's pretty face flushed crimson. She nudged Liu Xiaoxiao. "Xiaoxiao, what nonsense are you spouting?"

"What do you mean, nonse... Mmph!"

Before Liu Xiaoxiao could finish her sentence, Shen Yifei scooped up a piece of steak with a fork and delivered it to her mouth. He put a finger to his lips, "Shhh," motioning for Liu Xiaoxiao to quiet down.

Soon, most of the patrons in the grand hall had cleared out, with only a few bolder individuals remaining to watch the unfolding drama.

"Are you resisting arrest?"

Bai Qingyu's furious roar echoed, her delicate shoulders trembling slightly from rage.

"Captain Bai, I, Wan Tianpeng, will give you face. Take your people and leave, or else, I'll show you how my men operate!" Wan Tianpeng chuckled.

From her seat in the corner, Su Muqing's beautiful eyes flickered. She whispered, "No wonder he can run such a massive entertainment complex. This boss probably isn't an honest man."

Liu Xiaoxiao softly asked, "Are you saying..."

"Shhh!" Su Muqing motioned for Liu Xiaoxiao to keep quiet.

Shen Yifei observed Wan Tianpeng with interest. The man's gait was steady, his demeanor sharp on the surface, yet his aura was contained; he likely possessed decent combat skills.

"You dare threaten a police officer?" Bai Qingyu raged.

"What are police, anyway?! Captain Bai, my patience has its limits. Let me tell you, I've had my share of women of all kinds, but a female officer? Never. Captain Bai, care to try?" Wan Tianpeng dropped his polite facade, a lewd smirk appearing on his face.

"Brother Tianpeng, this officer's breasts are practically bursting out of her uniform! You've got to let us brothers have a taste too!" the blonde man said, his eyes gleaming with lust as he stared at Bai Qingyu, echoing Wan Tianpeng's sentiment.

"Hahahaha!" A chorus of laughter erupted from the bodyguards and henchmen. They found the description highly amusing.

Seeing the unbridled audacity of these underworld thugs, a flicker of panic spread among the police officers.

Bai Qingyu trembled with fury. She immediately drew her pistol from her hip and aimed it at the blonde man's forehead, snapping, "Say one more word, and I'll blow your brains out!"

A Jin's eyes darkened for a moment, then he shrugged, adopting an indifferent posture. "Go ahead and shoot me. For every bullet you fire, each of us brothers will have a turn with you. Go on, try it!"

As his words fell, two henchmen swiftly closed the large doors of the entertainment complex.

Inside the hall, excluding Shen Yifei's table, the other few remaining diners shrieked in alarm.

Bai Qingyu was on the verge of exploding with fury, but she couldn't bring herself to pull the trigger. There were well over a hundred men here; if a fight broke out, her side would undoubtedly suffer heavy casualties.

Reason ultimately prevailed over rage. Bai Qingyu lowered her pistol.

Just then, A Jin's eyes flashed with a sharp glint. He launched a kick, aiming it viciously at Bai Qingyu.

His leg moved with blinding speed!

*Whap!* With a single kick, A Jin sent the gun flying from Bai Qingyu's hand.

A trace of mockery appeared on A Jin's face. A pair of large hands reached out towards Bai Qingyu. Her expression changed, and she quickly dodged to the side.

"Oh ho, pretty lady, decent skills, aren't they? How about we have a little sparring session?" A Jin grinned.

Wan Tianpeng calmly picked up a cigarette, and a henchman stepped forward to light it for him.

A Jin was one of the former Four Great Generals of the Hualong Gang (a powerful criminal organization) and was now under Wan Tianpeng's command. His strength was on par with Cao Bao (a name), whom Shen Yifei had previously encountered; he too was a Three-Star Master (a designation for individuals with exceptional combat prowess).

Wan Tianpeng exhaled a puff of smoke, watching the scene with interest. He decided to let A Jin amuse himself.

Bai Qingyu snorted and threw a punch at A Jin's face.

A Jin looked completely relaxed. He tilted his head, dodging Bai Qingyu's punch, and flashed a subtle, knowing grin, his right hand reaching for Bai Qingyu's chest.

Bai Qingyu's pretty face turned pale; she was too late to dodge.

A flicker of desire sparked in A Jin's eyes. He thought, if he managed to grab her, the sensation would be absolutely thrilling!

Just then.

"Whoosh!" A sharp, whistling sound suddenly cut through the air.

A Western-style dining fork had deeply embedded itself in A Jin's right hand.

"Argh!"

A Jin shrieked, a torrent of blood gushing from his palm.

Staring at the fork impaled in his hand, A Jin endured the intense pain and roared, "Who did that?!"

Wan Tianpeng's eyes narrowed. He scanned the room, his gaze settling on Shen Yifei, Su Muqing, and Liu Xiaoxiao in the corner.

Shen Yifei continued eating, cutting a piece of steak as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. He smiled at Su Muqing and said, "Open wide."

With so many eyes on them, Su Muqing's pretty face flushed with embarrassment, but she silently opened her mouth, and Shen Yifei placed the steak inside.

In this chaotic situation, though Su Muqing was flustered, having Shen Yifei by her side surprisingly kept fear at bay.

Captain Bai was a good person, being humiliated so badly, and Su Muqing felt that Shen Yifei's timing for intervention was absolutely perfect. Crucially, the move Shen Yifei just pulled off... it was undeniably dashing!

Not just Su Muqing, but Liu Xiaoxiao also thought it was dashing. She never knew Shen Yifei possessed such skill.

"It's him!" Bai Qingyu finally spotted Shen Yifei in the corner. Her pretty face looked a little unnatural. Could Shen Yifei have been the one who acted?

A Jin wasn't as rigid-minded as Cao Bao. He looked at Shen Yifei, his expression a mix of dark and uncertain.

To throw a fork from such a distance, not only hitting his right hand but doing so with a speed that made it impossible to even perceive!

This man was a true master!

Wan Tianpeng also cast a meaningful glance at Shen Yifei.

"Was that you?" A Jin pointed his left hand at Shen Yifei, his face grim.

Shen Yifei seemed not to hear him, continuing to eat his steak.

Su Muqing and Liu Xiaoxiao's pretty faces turned pale. Being stared at by everyone made them feel like they were on pins and needles, so they just lowered their heads and ate their steak alongside Shen Yifei.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of responding, A Jin burst into a furious rage. "Damn it! I'm talking to you, are you deaf?!"

Without a change in expression, Shen Yifei flicked out his dining knife.

"Whoosh!"

A sound even sharper than before. A Jin didn't even react as the dining knife flew over his head, cleanly slicing a strand of golden hair from the top of his head, leaving a precise '1' shape on his scalp as the hair drifted through the air.

*Clink!*

The flying knife deeply embedded itself in the wall.

A Jin sucked in a sharp breath. He instinctively touched the top of his head, his throat bobbing twice.

A chill crept up his scalp. A Jin nearly wet himself in terror; he hadn't even perceived Shen Yifei's movements. They were too fast!

The entire hall fell silent.

The group of henchmen and bodyguards all had their jaws hung slack, expressions of disbelief plastered on their faces.

"Keep prattling on and disturbing our meal," Shen Yifei said, his tone utterly nonchalant. "And next time, this knife won't be aimed at your hair. It'll be aimed at your head." With a flick of his wrist, the slender dining knife spun rapidly between his fingers.

"You..." A Jin finally showed a trace of terror, his legs feeling weak.