Chapter 252 - 211: I’ve Seen Plenty of Tough Guys

Chapter 252: Chapter 211: I’ve Seen Plenty of Tough Guys

COUGH COUGH!

COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH!

The bald man’s sudden words startled Sun Fan so badly that he choked on the crab meat he’d just put in his mouth.

"Whoops~"

"Just teasing you~"

"You can’t take a joke, can you~"

"Quick, have some water~"

Seeing Sun Fan’s extreme reaction, the bald man leisurely twisted open a bottle of mineral water and offered it to his lips.

Sun Fan gulped down a few mouthfuls of water, and the violent coughing fit finally began to subside.

"Sir..."

"Please, stop messing with me."

Sun Fan was on the verge of tears. He realized that from the moment he’d left the Beichun Junlan Hotel, he had been toyed with, completely at their mercy. They were playing with him like he was a dog.

’Their games were too deep. It was impossible to guard against them!’

"Alright, alright."

"I’ll stop teasing you."

"Hurry up and eat."

"You can leave once you’re finished."

Seeing Sun Fan’s expression, the bald man was actually a little worried he might break him. If he delayed the matter entrusted to them by that important figure, Chu Zhengnan would probably chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs.

"Really?"

The ordeal was already giving Sun Fan a complex.

"Absolutely!"

"I swear on my integrity!"

The bald man said seriously.

’Integrity?’

’Are you sure you even have that?’

Sun Fan was screaming insults in his mind, but under the watchful eyes of the bald man and his crew, he had no choice but to pick up a king crab leg and start eating again.

He was timid at first, but slowly, he relaxed.

This is so good!

It’s absolutely delicious!

King crab, emperor crab, black-gold abalone, Australian spiny lobster, coral trout, scampi...

Most of this exotic, live seafood was stuff he had only ever heard of.

As Sun Fan lowered his head and feasted, he failed to notice the men behind him watching him with rather strange expressions.

’Damn it!’

’Trying to compensate me with a gourmet feast?’

’Trying to get me to drop the matter, huh?’

’Dream on!’

’You just wait. Once I’m full, I’m calling the cops to take you all down!’

Sun Fan ate until his mouth was slick with grease, but his eyes held a vicious glint.

Time slowly passed. He had devoured more than half of the lavish spread of seafood before him like a whirlwind. Gazing at what was left, a flicker of regret crossed his eyes. He truly couldn’t eat another bite.

"BURP!"

Sun Fan let out a burp. He wiped his mouth with a napkin and looked expectantly at Chu Zhengnan, seated directly across from him.

At some point, the kilogram-heavy tomahawk steak that had been in front of Chu Zhengnan had been completely devoured. He now sat upright in the head seat, watching Sun Fan in silence.

"Brother Nan..."

"I’m finished eating..."

Sun Fan asked tentatively, "Can I go now?"

"How much was his meal?"

Chu Zhengnan ignored Sun Fan, turning to the bald man and asking nonchalantly.

"Brother Nan, everything he just ate comes out to about eighteen thousand."

The bald man immediately replied with deference.

"Not even twenty thousand?"

Chu Zhengnan shook his head in disappointment. "Have Mr. Sun continue eating. We’re all upstanding, law-abiding businessmen here. We can’t let Mr. Sun get ripped off. We agreed on fifty thousand, and fifty thousand it is. It can be more, but it can’t be less."

"Understood!"

The bald man replied boisterously, then turned back to Sun Fan with a smile. "Mr. Sun, I’m afraid you’ll have to keep at it. You’re just thirty-two thousand away from eating back the value of your camera. After that, we’ll be square."

As the bald man finished speaking, a chill shot through Sun Fan’s entire body.

Only now did he finally realize what Chu Zhengnan and his men truly intended.

’Reparations?’

’Compensation?’

’Making peace?’

’What a fucking joke!’

"Sirs..."

Sun Fan begged Chu Zhengnan and the bald man, "I’m already stuffed. I really can’t eat another bite."

"Mr. Sun, the stomach is a magical organ."

"You might think you’re full, but you’re actually far from its limit."

The bald man leaned down and patted Sun Fan’s shoulder gently. "Besides, if you really, really can’t eat anymore, we have emetics here too."

’Devils!’

’These people are all devils!’

"Sirs..."

Sun Fan pleaded, his face a mask of misery, "I don’t want the money anymore. Please, just let me go."

"How could we possibly do that?"

"We’re upstanding, law-abiding businessmen!"

"A transaction is a transaction; that’s basic professional conduct. How could we just break the rules?"

As the bald man spoke, the large hand on Sun Fan’s shoulder slowly squeezed harder. "So please, Mr. Sun, just try a little harder."

Sun Fan felt the large hand on his shoulder clamp down like an iron vise, the pain causing beads of cold sweat to form on his forehead.

"I’ll eat! I’ll eat!"

Sun Fan cried out, surrendering. "I’ll eat, I’ll eat, I’ll eat!"

"There we go!"

"That’s more like it!"

The smile on the bald man’s round face widened. He then turned to his men. "Quick, tell the kitchen to hurry up! See what Mr. Sun likes and bring it out. We must ensure Mr. Sun has a satisfying meal tonight!"

"Sir, yes, sir!"

The men shouted in unison. The deafening roar nearly sent Sun Fan diving under the table.

Soon, Sun Fan began to eat again.

What had been a pleasure was now pure torture.

He had already stuffed himself to the limit trying to get the most out of the deal.

Now, every new bite was an immense challenge for his stomach.

"GACK!"

Sun Fan retched as he ate, until he finally couldn’t force another bite down.

The bald man saw this and shot a look at two of his men.

They understood immediately. With emetics in hand, they grabbed Sun Fan by the collar and dragged him toward the bathroom.

"HUUURK—!"

"HUUURK——!"

A moment later, the sounds of violent retching echoed from the bathroom.

When Sun Fan was dragged out of the bathroom by his collar again, his face was visibly pale.

This kind of induced vomiting was completely different from throwing up after drinking. This was forced, catalyzed by the emetic; he’d nearly thrown up his own bile.

"Mr. Sun, you’re at twenty-three thousand now."

The bald man pushed two whole king crabs in front of Sun Fan again. "Keep at it. You’re almost halfway there."

Sun Fan had no choice but to endure his nausea and continue stuffing food into his mouth.

The priceless, exotic seafood now tasted like chewing wax.

Eat voraciously, vomit violently.

Eat again, vomit again.

The cycle repeated, and his face grew paler with each round.

"I really..."

"I really can’t eat anymore."

"If you aren’t afraid of having a death on your hands, then just kill me."

Dragged back once more, Sun Fan’s head was covered in cold sweat. He stared at Chu Zhengnan, who had remained seated at the head of the table, his gaze filled with a hatred so intense he looked like he wanted to eat him alive.

Faced with Sun Fan’s venomous glare, Chu Zhengnan’s expression remained impassive, as still as water. Not a flicker of emotion showed in his eyes.

He exhaled a thick cloud of white smoke, then stood up from his chair, cigar in hand.

CLACK, CLACK, CLACK...

The click of expensive leather shoes on the hardwood floor was piercingly clear in the silence, each footstep landing like a hammer blow on Sun Fan’s heart.

Chu Zhengnan loomed over him, his large frame completely engulfing Sun Fan in shadow.

The next second, he took the cigar from his right hand and pressed the burning tip directly onto the back of Sun Fan’s left hand.

"AHH!"

The searing pain made Sun Fan shriek.

Pain made him instinctively try to pull his hand away, but the moment Chu Zhengnan moved, the two men behind Sun Fan sprang into action. They slammed him down onto the table, pinning his left hand firmly in place.

Chu Zhengnan’s gaze was cold, showing no reaction to Sun Fan’s agonized cries.

A man of flesh and blood was being used as a Cigar Humidor.

Only when the cigar was completely extinguished did Chu Zhengnan slowly lift his hand.

Simultaneously, the two men holding Sun Fan down instantly released him and stepped back to their original positions.

"I’ve seen plenty of tough guys."

"I’m letting you eat, letting you drink. I’m already being more than generous."

Chu Zhengnan’s cold voice sounded. "Don’t push it."

"Are you going to eat on your own?"

"Or are we going to help you eat?"

The bald man hauled Sun Fan, who was as limp as a dead dog, back into a sitting position and asked coldly.

"I’ll eat..."

"I’ll eat by myself..."

"Waaaah, I’ll eat by myself..."

Sun Fan sobbed as he began to eat again, his blurry, tear-filled eyes reflecting a fear that pierced his very soul.

’Revenge?’

That thought had been completely extinguished from his mind.

He now just wanted to go home and never be a paparazzi again.

The snowy nights of the north...

They were just too dark, and far too cold.

After two more rounds of purging, Sun Fan had finally eaten fifty thousand yuan worth of food.

By the end, he no longer needed the emetics. The slightest retch was enough to make him vomit his guts out.

"Brother Nan, he’s hit the mark."

The bald man reported deferentially to Chu Zhengnan.

"Have him sign the liability waiver, then get him out of here."

Chu Zhengnan instructed coolly.

"Yes, sir."

The bald man replied, then immediately produced a liability waiver that had been prepared in advance, guiding Sun Fan to sign it and add his thumbprint.

At this point, Sun Fan was like a marionette, doing whatever the bald man told him to do.

Once the waiver was signed, the bald man waved a hand. Two of his men immediately came forward, hauled Sun Fan to his feet, and led him out of the standalone villa, stuffing him into a Maybach S680.

About half an hour later, the vehicle slowly came to a stop.

"Get out."

"Keep your eyes open from now on."

"Consider today a minor punishment and a major lesson. The matter is now closed."

Having said this, the bald man patted Sun Fan’s dazed face, grinning. "Of course, you could also choose to keep this going. My name is Lu Wei. I’m available anytime."

"I wouldn’t, I wouldn’t dare."

Sun Fan didn’t dare meet the bald man’s gaze. He just kept shaking his head, then frantically opened the car door and scrambled out.

The next second, he looked up at the blue-and-white building before him, and a profound terror washed over him, plunging him into an icy abyss.

The blue-and-white building was the very place he had been heading for right after leaving the Beichun Junlan Hotel...