Chapter 241: Even Immortals Fear a Puff of Smoke

Chapter 241: Chapter 241: Even Immortals Fear a Puff of Smoke

The girl’s eyes were rimmed with red as she turned and looked pleadingly at Qin Nuannuan.

Qin Nuannuan clearly hadn’t recovered. Her face was deathly pale, but she forced herself to stay upright. Looking at the man in the suit, she put on a placating smile and said,

"Young Master Wen, we really don’t do that kind of business here. Please, do me a favor and let her go..."

But before Qin Nuannuan could finish, the man in the suit cut her off rudely. "Do you a favor? What makes you think you’re in any position to ask me for favors?"

The men around Young Master Wen burst into raucous laughter.

Qin Nuannuan’s brow furrowed for a moment, but she quickly composed herself. She looked at the man in the suit, still forcing a smile. "Young Master Wen, we see each other around. There’s no need to make things so unpleasant. Please, just give me some face and let Zhu’Er go."

The man in the suit gazed at Qin Nuannuan’s stunning beauty and suddenly chuckled. "Heh. Since you’ve put it that way... fine. I’ll give you face. I agree. I’ll let the girl go for today."

Qin Nuannuan sighed inaudibly with relief. She smiled at the man and said, "Since Young Master Wen is being so generous, I can’t be stingy, can I? Enjoy yourselves here today. Everything’s on the house!"

The man in the suit flicked the ash from his cigarette, looked at Qin Nuannuan, and chuckled. "You think I’m short on cash? I’m not.

"Qin Nuannuan, I let that girl go. I gave you face. Now you have to make me happy. How about this: take off all your clothes and come sit on my lap."

"You dare!" The words had barely left the man’s mouth when a security guard behind Qin Nuannuan roared, "How dare you disrespect Sister Qin in the Hundred Flowers Building! Do you really think the Hundred Flowers Building is a pushover?!"

Before the guard could finish, a young man in a tracksuit next to Young Master Wen lunged forward, snatched up a stool, and smashed it directly over the guard’s head.

With a loud CRACK, the guard’s head was split open, and blood immediately started gushing out.

The man in the tracksuit looked down at the guard, who had collapsed to the floor, and cursed, "You dare act tough in front of Young Master Wen? Are you fucking looking to die?"

Seeing how vicious the man in the tracksuit was, the other guards in the back took several frightened steps back.

Qin Nuannuan looked at the man in the suit, her brow finally knitting together. "Young Master Wen, this is getting unpleasant."

The man in the suit looked at her and chuckled. "So what if it’s unpleasant? What are you going to do about it?"

The next moment, he waved his hand at the man in the tracksuit. "Alright, I’m feeling it now. Hurry up and drag her over here. The general manager of the Hundred Flowers Building... Today, I’m going to have a taste of you, haha..."

The man in the tracksuit nodded and walked toward Qin Nuannuan.

Qin Nuannuan’s beautiful face turned completely cold. She glared at the advancing man and said in a frigid tone, "You dare..."

But before she could finish, the man in the tracksuit suddenly reached out, grabbed her by the hair, and began dragging her toward the man in the suit.

"You bastard!" Qin Nuannuan cursed furiously, struggling with all her might, but she couldn’t break free.

The guards in the back couldn’t stand to watch any longer. Gripping their rubber batons, they began to close in on the man in the tracksuit.

The man in the suit took a pistol from his pocket, placed it on the table, and looked at the guards. He spoke calmly:

"Anyone who dares to get in my way today... I’ll put a bullet in each and every one of you."

Staring at the dark muzzle of the gun, the guards’ faces instantly changed. They all froze in place.

By this time, the man in the tracksuit had already dragged Qin Nuannuan before the man in the suit.

The man in the suit looked at Qin Nuannuan with a wicked grin. "Qin Nuannuan, to be honest, you’re much more appealing than that little girl. Come on, let this young master have a taste of the Hundred Flowers Building’s general manager."

With that, he reached out, lifted Qin Nuannuan’s shirt, and slowly unbuckled her belt.

Qin Nuannuan fought desperately, but she couldn’t break free. She looked at the man in the suit and screamed, "No! I’m begging you, let me go!"

But the man just smiled. "It’s actually quite enjoyable. You’ll soon see I’m not lying, haha..."

He then began to slowly pull her pants down.

Qin Nuannuan struggled with all her might but couldn’t escape. As her pants were about to be pulled off, she gave up the fight, closed her eyes, and tears of humiliation streamed from the corners.

Listening to the unrestrained laughter around her, she knew she could not escape her fate of being humiliated today.

But the next moment, she heard a loud BANG, followed by a bloodcurdling scream.

A moment later, a strong arm wrapped around her, pulling her into an embrace. Her pants were pulled back up.

Confused, Qin Nuannuan opened her eyes. A handsome young man stood before her, his arm wrapped around her slender waist.

It was Ye Feng.

Seeing Ye Feng, Qin Nuannuan cried out, "Young Lord!" But in the next instant, her eyes reddened, and her voice choked with a sob.

Ye Feng gently patted her shoulder and comforted her in a soft voice, "Don’t worry, I’m here now."

"You’re here? Who the hell are you?" Before Ye Feng had even finished speaking, the man in the tracksuit scrambled up from the floor, got in Ye Feng’s face, and roared arrogantly, "You dare to sucker punch me? I’m going to fucking kill you today..."

With that, he swung his fist, aiming a brutal strike at Ye Feng’s head.

"Look out!" Qin Nuannuan cried out urgently. But before her words faded, she saw Ye Feng’s right fist shoot up. Though thrown second, it landed first, smashing directly into the tracksuit-clad man’s head.

With a sickening CRUNCH, the man’s head was utterly obliterated by Ye Feng’s punch. Red and white matter splattered everywhere.

The man didn’t even have time to scream. His body collapsed to the ground, motionless.

"Ah...!" The men around Young Master Wen couldn’t help but gasp as they stared at Ye Feng.

’This guy’s methods are vicious.’

Just then, the man in the suit was the first to react. He snatched the pistol from the table, aimed it squarely at Ye Feng, and said in a cold voice, "You dare kill my bodyguard? You’re fucking looking to die."

He was about to pull the trigger.

"No!" Qin Nuannuan screamed, lunging forward to shield Ye Feng with her own body.

Ye Feng looked at Qin Nuannuan, his expression visibly softening.

The man in the suit froze for a second, but then a chilling sneer spread across his face. "You want to die with him? Fine, I’ll grant you your wish."

With that, he moved to pull the trigger.

"Young Lord, you saved my honor. Nuannuan will repay you with her life." Qin Nuannuan turned to look at Ye Feng, a desolate smile on her face.

Ye Feng looked at Qin Nuannuan and smiled faintly. "Don’t worry. As long as I’m here, no one can touch a single hair on your head."

"Haha..." Before Ye Feng could finish, the man in the suit across from them burst out laughing. "You piece of trash, you might have some skills, but no matter how tough you are, are you tougher than a bullet? Impossible. Even a god can’t outrun a bullet!

"Today, not only will you fail to protect her, but you’ll die right here with her!"

With that, he pulled the trigger.