Chapter 739: Chapter 739: 380 Yearning

Chapter 739: 380 Yearning

Four burly men in black rushed over, surrounding Zheng Qing in the middle.

Zheng Qing flexed his fingers and smirked with a cheeky air.

“Perfect time for me to stretch my muscles. Do you want to take me one by one, or all together?”

His arrogant grin was enough to send anyone’s blood pressure skyrocketing.

Ran Gong sneered, “Another one who’s not afraid of death.”

Although trouble frequently happened here, none of those who caused it ended well without exception.

That’s because the boss behind this bar is not an ordinary person.

Wan Xiang, his show interrupted, impatiently instructed Ran Gong, “Get it over with quickly. Don’t let it affect my enjoyment.”

Ran Gong nodded and gestured for a man in black to come forward.

Ran Gong jerked his chin towards Zheng Qing, indicating, “Get it done quickly.”

The man in black gave a signal, and the four exchanged glances. One of them stepped forward and charged at Zheng Qing.

Dealing with a thin, weak-looking man like Zheng Qing didn’t require bringing out the big guns—just one person was enough.

The others set up drinks, seeds, and stools, clearly anticipating a good show.

Soon after, a graceful figure walked out of the crowd with captivating steps.

The woman was in her early thirties, wearing a red halter-neck long dress and a transparent shawl, with her enchanting curves half concealed, exuding the ultimate allure.

Her wavy hair was pulled casually behind her ears, and her willowy eyebrows and almond eyes were accompanied by flaming red lips. She was like a living, breathing fox spirit that had leaped out of a storybook.

As soon as the woman appeared, the gaze of all the men in the room was practically glued to her, unable to look away.

As soon as Zheng Qing saw her, his pupils contracted, but he quickly regained his composure and chuckled, “You must be the owner of this bar?”

“Indeed, young master. I am Aunt Hong, and I make my living running this bar. I don’t know where I have offended you, but I apologize in advance,” the woman spoke in a soft and sweet voice.

“Aunt Hong, it was obviously him who caused the trouble in the first place. Don’t be fooled by him—just give him a beating and throw him out,” said Zhang Zhao, the man who had originally clashed with Zheng Qing. He was a regular here.

“Shut up,” Aunt Hong said sternly.

Zhang Zhao closed his mouth with a hurt look on his face.

When facing Zheng Qing, her smile was filled with charm again, “I’m sorry for causing you any displeasure. It’s my fault for not maintaining order. Here’s what I’ll do: I’ll cover your bill tonight as my way of apologizing.”

Zheng Qing grinned, “Alright, since Aunt Hong is so forthcoming, I’ll accept the offer.”

His words were infuriatingly arrogant, but since even Aunt Hong didn’t take it to heart, no one else dared to say anything. They thought perhaps this man really had some incredible background even Aunt Hong was afraid to offend.

Aunt Hong laughed, “It seems the young master is also a very straightforward person. I’ll toast to our new friendship.”

Aunt Hong picked up a bottle of wine from the table, raised it, and drank it all in one go.

Everyone knew Aunt Hong to be a straightforward person, but even so, her downing an entire bottle of wine came as a surprise to them all.