Just as Chen Nan followed the tall, heavily made-up lady to the outside of Room 308, the singing inside had already stopped.
He clearly heard a burst of hearty laughter coming from within.
"Brother Meng, you really know how to make money," someone said. "A five- or six-year-old grapevine worth five thousand yuan, we’ve really got a lot to learn from you!"
"That’s right," another voice chimed in. "Brother Meng’s speed of making money is faster than the mint printing currency."
Wang Meng laughed loudly, "As long as you’re a bit clever, making money isn’t difficult!"
"Brother Meng, what exactly is going on here?" a middle-aged man asked with a puzzled face. "How could that grapevine die just at this critical moment?"
Wang Meng laughed and said, "It’s simple. The contract I signed with Nie Xiaoyu was for one year, and it’s almost up now. Three days ago, I sneaked into her house and poured half a bottle of pesticide under that grapevine!"
Everyone looked relieved.
Wang Meng continued, "Just now, there was someone else who wanted to rent my house. I’ve already figured it out. Tomorrow, I’m going to the market to buy a new grapevine and plant it. After the grapevine dies, I will ask the new tenant for five thousand yuan!" He laughed unabashedly.
But at that moment.
A dull, heavy bang suddenly rang out.
The door to the private room was forcefully broken open.
The abrupt sound frightened the dozen or so middle-aged men inside, and they turned to look at the door in unison.
Seeing Chen Nan walking in expressionlessly, a bald, burly man grabbed a wine bottle by instinct: "Damn it, can’t you knock? Believe it or not, I’ll wreck you?"
Wang Meng was about to speak when he saw Nie Xiaoyu standing behind Chen Nan. An intriguing smile appeared on his face, "If I’m not mistaken, you were the one who made that phone call just now, weren’t you?"
"You weren’t looking for me to rent a house."
"But to help Nie Xiaoyu seek justice."
As he spoke, the other middle-aged men showed amused smiles on their faces.
The bald man who had spoken earlier sneered, "Young man, you’re quite bold, daring to trouble Brother Meng. You wouldn’t seriously think that you alone could stand against all of us, would you?"
As he finished speaking,
all the men except for Wang Meng stood up with a sneering laugh, some holding wine bottles, others holding ashtrays.
Their eyes looked fierce as if they saw Chen Nan and Nie Xiaoyu as lambs to the slaughter.
Upon seeing this scene,
Nie Xiaoyu’s pretty face turned pale, and she instinctively hid behind Chen Nan, her eyes filled with panic.
Chen Nan’s gaze remained calm, he never looked at those men, but stared indifferently at Wang Meng sitting on the sofa, his voice emitting cold notes, "Debts have their debtors, unrelated people better scram, otherwise, you’re responsible for the consequences!"
"Young man, you’re too arrogant," growled a middle-aged man with a dragon tattoo on his body as he angrily charged at Chen Nan with swift steps, lifting the wine bottle in his hand and smashing it towards Chen Nan’s head.
His speed was extremely fast, emitting powerful menace.
This made Nie Xiaoyu’s heart seem to stop, as a bad premonition arose within her.
But just then,
Chen Nan moved.
He kicked out, hitting the man squarely in the chest.
Crack!
A sound of bones breaking abruptly filled the air, as the burly middle-aged man spat out blood and was sent flying backward, hitting the wall before falling to the ground.
He lay there without getting up, continuously spitting out blood.
The sudden turn of events shocked everyone.
Nobody expected
Chen Nan’s strength to be so formidable, managing to kick a man weighing over two hundred pounds through the air.
His power was a bit terrifying!
Amazement was evident in Nie Xiaoyu’s beautiful eyes as well.
At this moment, she suddenly realized.
Chen Nan seemed to have become increasingly unfamiliar.
However,
she felt an intense sense of security from Chen Nan.
It was as if she’d be fearless even if the sky were to fall!
"I didn’t expect you to be a trained fighter!" Wang Meng regained his composure amidst his astonishment, and a sinister smile spread across his face, "I admit that you’re quite powerful."
"But, it’s hard for one to fight against many hands!"
"I don’t believe you can defeat all of my underlings."
"Attack together and waste him for me!"
Following Wang Meng’s order, the group of burly men instantly snapped back to reality, their momentum like a torrent, roaring as they charged at Chen Nan.
It was as if they had received the command to attack from the wolf king, their eyes fierce and unstoppable.
Seeing this scene,
Nie Xiaoyu’s face drained of color, trembling with fear.
Although Chen Nan had shown great strength, Wang Meng was right, it’s hard for one to fight against many hands!
Just as a middle-aged man appeared in front of Chen Nan, she screamed in fright, then closed her eyes.
But just then,
Nie Xiaoyu heard a series of painful cries close to her ear.
When everything settled down,
she slowly opened her eyes.
She saw,
Chen Nan still standing in front of her, but those middle-aged men who had attacked him were lying on the ground powerlessly, some unconscious, others clutching their abdomens and moaning in pain.
Nie Xiaoyu subconsciously swallowed, her beautiful eyes filled with horror.
Chen Nan’s strength was beyond her imagination.
She regretted that she had closed her eyes earlier.
Otherwise, she could have witnessed Chen Nan’s exceptional bravery!
Wang Meng also watched Chen Nan in shock, feeling chilled to the bone, and his body broke out in a thick layer of goosebumps.
His underlings were all very strong.
Each of them capable of taking on three opponents.
Yet in front of Chen Nan, they had no chance to fight back.
He knew,
he had encountered a tough nut to crack.
Fear rose in his heart, and he hurriedly stood up, forcibly smiling, and said, "Young brother, let’s talk nicely, let’s have a good talk."
Chen Nan’s expression was cold, "I have nothing to discuss with you, you should know why I’m here!"
Wang Meng subconsciously swallowed, and quickly said, "I apologize to Miss Nie and will return the five thousand yuan to her, and then I will apologize to her!" As he spoke, he anxiously took out his wallet, pulled out a thick stack of bills, which looked to be over ten thousand yuan.
Afterward, Wang Meng nervously walked up to Chen Nan, handed over the money with both hands, his brows filled with fear and unease.
Chen Nan said nonchalantly, "A gentleman loves wealth and obtains it in the right way. By rights, I should only take the five thousand yuan that belongs to Xiaoyu, but since you broke her phone, the rest of this money can serve as compensation. That’s not too much!"
Wang Meng sweated profusely, feeling an invisible pressure from Chen Nan, as if there were thorns on his back.
Without a second thought, he quickly bowed to Nie Xiaoyu, his face full of apology, "Miss Nie, I apologize for my previous actions and hope you can be magnanimous and not bear grudges against a lesser person like me, please don’t take offense at my actions!"
Just as Nie Xiaoyu was about to speak, Chen Nan’s voice rang out, "Which hand did you use to hit Xiaoyu?"