289. 【0289】Midnight Mission

it by a spell. Their bodies froze in place. Even Qin Biao dared to be scolded by this person – who exactly was heOn the other end of the phone, suddenly hearing Ye Fan's voice, Qin Biao was also taken...Chapter 1

Chapter 289: Late Night Mission

The fat man arrived at the Fengqing Bar by taxi and from afar, he saw that the atmosphere at the entrance of the bar was a bit off. There seemed to be many men in black suits wandering around, as if guarding something.

He furrowed his brow, opened the car window and tossed out the chicken leg bone. Then, as the taxi approached the bar, he told the driver to stop, saying, "That's it, here." He then pulled out a hundred dollars from his pocket and handed it to the driver, generously saying, "No need to make change, but you have to eat this chicken leg."

The fat man, with a mischievous grin, pulled out a drumstick from his pocket and handed it to the taxi driver with an innocent look. The driver was both amused and speechless, but seeing the money involved, he cautiously took the drumstick and tentatively took a bite.

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous," the fat man smiled honestly, then walked out the door.

After the fat man got off, the driver immediately threw away the drumstick and then spat out what he had just eaten. Then, with a resentful look on his face, he said: "What kind of people are these."

Fearing the fat man would catch up, he slammed on the gas pedal and the taxi shot forward.

After getting off the car, Fatty took out a drumstick from his pocket and then took out a cigar, lighting it up and taking a leisurely puff. He then strolled leisurely into the bar.

Before he even reached the entrance of the bar, two men in black suits, sunglasses, and wireless headsets intercepted him. Their faces were grim as they stated, "The bar isn't open today."

"Oh." The fat man looked disappointed. He took a bite of chicken leg and chewed it hard. As if remembering he was being rude, he pushed the chicken leg forward and said, "Want some chicken leg"

Obviously, the muscles at the corner of the big man's eyes were twitching wildly, but his voice became even more gloomy and cold as he said, "Please leave immediately, or you will be responsible for the consequences."

The fat man seemed to realize something from his tone, his brow furrowed slightly, he muttered something, but then continued, "Can I go take a look Miss Liu is still my friend after all."

Hearing that the fat man seemed to know the bar owner, Liu Qin, the burly figure in black paused for a moment. The two men exchanged glances, then one of them gave the fat man a sideways look and said coldly, "Then you wait a moment."

After that, he picked up the walkie-talkie and said in a low voice, "Miss, a fat man says he's your friend."

"Fatty" A cold, crisp woman's voice crackled over the walkie-talkie.

"Yes." The man in black answered curtly.

"Let him leave." Liu Qin seemed to be dealing with something and said impatiently. But as soon as the words left her mouth, Liu Qin seemed to remember something and added, "Does he have a chicken leg in his hand"

The man in black looked at the fat man with a complex expression and replied, "Yes."

In the bar, when Liu Qin heard this answer, her body trembled slightly. That dead fat man was here again. Although he had only been to Fengqing Bar twice, he had left a deep impression on her. He was fat and honest, with more money than brains, especially fond of eating chicken legs and treating others to them. For some reason, whenever she thought of this fat man, she wanted to laugh, and her whole body felt instantly lighter.

After a moment's hesitation, she suddenly changed her mind and said, "Let him in."

Two men in black looked the fat man up and down, then simultaneously parted ways and made an inviting gesture.

The fat man took a nonchalant puff of his cigar and smiled with a goofy grin. "See I told you we knew each other." A few steps later, he seemed to remember something and turned back, pulling out two chicken legs from somewhere and offering them to them. “Come on, come on, have some chicken legs.”

Two men in black had complex expressions changing on their faces, and their facial muscles twitched.

They simply couldn't understand, how could someone as noble as Miss Liu be friends with this scoundrel of a fat man

"Come on, come on, it's fine." The fat man grinned sheepishly: "Miss Liu, you have all eaten my chicken legs before."

They looked at each other, then still trembled slightly as they took the drumstick, like they were taking a poisoned dart. Usually, they would kill and set fire to things without batting an eye, but today this simple-minded fat man had made them feel uncomfortable.

The fat man then walked proudly towards the bar.

In the bar, Liu Qin, Yan Yan, Xiang Xiang, Qin Biao, and all the people Ye Fan had met at the suburban courtyard that day were present. At this time, they were all dressed in their finest attire, sitting in different corners, but all facing Liu Qin, as if discussing some major affair.

Just then, the door to the bar was pushed open and a fat man chewing on a chicken leg walked in.

“Ah…” Feeling the oppressive and heavy atmosphere in the bar, seeing one by one grim-faced gang members, Fatty couldn't help but let out a cry, and the chicken leg in his hand clattered to the ground. His mouth was wide open, his face full of fear, staring at everyone present, his complexion also slightly pale.

However, his scream broke the silence in the bar. Several people saw the fat man trembling all over at the door, his face pale and sweat dripping from his forehead. This fat man was too timid, wasn't he

Liu Qin let out a chuckle. Although she had only met the fat man twice, she felt like she knew him very well. Don't look at how scared he was now, like a little white mouse, but this guy, when he got mischievous, was impossible to handle. Just like last time, they had warned him not to bring up women, but when it came time to pay the bill, he still instinctively asked Liu Qin if the bar offered "big and beautiful" women services

The qi-infused zither strike was lethal, but the fat man ran faster than a rabbit. His two loyal bodyguards chased him for a long time but couldn't catch up. Was he really that fast, or was he hiding his true strength

But it was precisely the fat man who instantly improved the atmosphere in the bar. Many people looked at the stunned fat man, and their faces relaxed.

"Fatty, come over here." Liu Qin also showed a smile and beckoned to him with her hand.

The fat man wiped the sweat from his brow, his legs trembling as he approached step by step. Even when he got closer, Liu Qin could hear his teeth chattering.

"Aren't you afraid" Liu Qin said with a mocking smile.

The fat man quickly nodded, wiping sweat while pulling a chair over and sitting down, trembling slightly. "Beauty sister," he stammered, "what are you doing"

"What do you think" Liu Qin smiled serenely. The arrival of the fat man had relieved her a lot. Anyway, the action wouldn't start until late at night, so it was better to tease the dead fat man now.

"Are you guys playing a game" The fat man glanced at everyone with suspicion, sat up slightly, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said, "That was really scary though."

Liu Qin's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a faint smile.

Seeing this charming smile, Fatty was instantly stunned, his mouth slightly open, only to see a streak of saliva flowing from inside...

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" Fatty exclaimed in his heart... He hadn't noticed that a man was waiting for him with a fierce look in his eyes.

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