Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 143: Chapter 129: Terrifying Tang Qing (Please Subscribe!)_2

Tang Qing’s Baiwei Restaurant was just a short walk away, so Yan Fei decided to go there on foot. Even though the bar was not yet open for business, the doors were still open.

Yan Fei walked straight in.

The Love and Fate Bar was not small and was undoubtedly the most upscale among the dozen or so bars around, be it in terms of the interior decor or the ’quality’ of its staff. It was beyond reproach. Having someone to back it up, the business had never been sealed off despite several industry rectifications over its two years of operation. Its background was mind-blowing. That’s why Yan Fei got the idea of letting them trouble Tang Qing, who he knew was also well-off. If a clash would occur, rich or not, he’d see how they’d dare to resist.

Upon entering, Yan Fei glanced around and saw a few groups of ’carefree’ young people, intently involved in their separate activities – some were playing cards, others were chatting, and some were drinking. It was quite lively. He had never seen this group at night before.

However, thinking about the identities of this group of people, Yan Fei immediately felt smaller.

Just as Yan Fei walked in, everyone inside turned their gaze towards him, eyeing him warily. Yan Fei was startled and felt even more down. If not for the great humiliation he felt today, he would have turned around and dashed off immediately.

At this moment, a young man nearby came over with a smile and asked, "Brother, are you lost?"

Upon hearing someone trying to break the ice, Yan Fei hurriedly said cheerfully, "Not at all, brother. I came here specifically to seek your assistance with a small matter."

Upon hearing that there was business to be had, the hooligan’s eyes lit up, and he enthusiastically put his arm around Yan Fei’s shoulder, saying "Haha, so you are here to support us brothers. Let me take you to meet our boss."

With that, he led Yan Fei deeper into the bar.

Seeing that Yan Fei was not a ’dangerous character’, the others went back to their previous activities, and the bar was lively once again.

Yan Fei was led to a large booth in the depths of the bar.

At that moment, four people were sitting there, vaping and playing Dou Dizhu (a card game). The boss occupied the main seat as the three others played and one watched. As their game was still ongoing, the subordinate didn’t dare disturb the boss, and he joined Yan Fei to watch the game.

"Triple with a single."

"Pass."

"A two."

"Little Joker."

"You dare to overtake my two with a joker?"

"Boss, didn’t you say there are no relatives in the casino?"

"No relatives but there’s still a boss."

"Yes, yes. The boss is right. I’ll take it back."

"You said same last time, you nearly got me. I stick to principles, once it’s out, it’s out. Look at my four threes. Doubles!"

"Boss is invincible."

"You lose again."

"Hand it over. This time stick it on your nose."

"..."

Yes, Yan Fei discovered that these fierce and terrifying men were playing a game of sticking notes. Suddenly, he felt quite bewildered.

The boss raised his head to look at Yan Fei, asked whilst shuffling the cards: "What do you want, kid?"

"Boss, I want you to send people to make trouble at a restaurant. The owner there is outrageously bullying people." Yan Fei immediately lowered his posture.

"Which restaurant?" The boss lit another cigarette and casually asked.

He didn’t find such ’business’ uncommon.

"A place nearby called Baiwei Restaurant." Yan Fei said excitedly.

He even began to picture the frustrated face of Tang Qing, his restaurant losing business, Zhang Jing certainly leaving, and if Tang Qing dared to put up a fight, this group of people would definitely teach him a lesson. Gosh, it would really be killing two birds with one stone. His plan was just perfect.

"Cough, cough...You... cough... where did you say it was?"

The boss was choked by his cigarette.

Yan Fei didn’t suspect anything; it was quite normal for a smoker to choke. So he repeated, "The nearby Baiwei Restaurant."

The boss immediately snuffed out his cigarette, looked up curiously and asked, "Why do you want to trouble their boss? Do you have a grudge against him? And what does your family do?"

At this point, the boss’s surrounding followers all gave Yan Fei strange looks, but Yan Fei, who was bathed in excitement, didn’t notice. Remembering the humiliation he had previously suffered, Yan Fei said angrily, "My family owns a shoe factory. Boss, I’ll give you ten thousand this time. The owner of the restaurant, Tang Qing, is too arrogant and abusive. He even attacked me just now. I want to ruin his business."

After hearing Yan Fei’s narration, the hooligans around him looked at Yan Fei’s eyes filled with mockery.

Indeed.

Poor Yan Fei went to Tang Qing’s ’old friend’ Brother Hao for help.

Of course, the moment Brother Hao thought of Yan Fei wanting to teach Tang Qing a lesson, he fumed with rage.

Damn it.

Another one came to set me up. Last time, Xie Wendong didn’t dare to make a move, this time came a person who obviously doesn’t have any backing, naturally, he felt like venting his anger.

"Slap. Slap."

Brother Hao stood up immediately, slapped Yan Fei left and right. Unlike Tang Qing, he had no mercy, and directly dazed Yan Fei with slaps.

"Damn it, guys, gear up, fuck, another nuisance came to me, watch me beat the shit out of you," Brother Hao cursed.

After saying that, he kicked Yan Fei to the ground. The henchmen around him were those who had surrounded Tang Qing last time. They, who had trembled in front of Tang Qing, felt bitter when they thought about it now. How could they let go of a person who was here to mess with them again?

So they rushed forward and began to punch and kick Yan Fei.

"Spare me, stop hitting."

"It hurts like hell."

"Ah, uh uh, big brother, spare me."

The few guys hit Yan Fei for four or five minutes, which somewhat vented their anger. They didn’t beat him to death, just inflicted seriously skin injuries. Yan Fei would have no problem moving around the next week, but it would be definitely ’torturing’.

The other minions didn’t come over to watch the fun. What’s so interesting about beating someone? They just went on with their own business.

After the beating, a minion took out the wallet from Yan Fei’s pocket, took out all the money, and gave it to Brother Hao. It seemed to be more than ten thousand.

Brother Hao counted it, then put it on the gambling table he was at earlier and said, "Kid, treat this ten grand as the labor cost for hitting you this time, okay?"

"I...I have no problem."

Yan Fei didn’t dare to pass gas now, fearing another inexplicable beating. Thinking that he had been beaten twice for no reason today, he really felt like crying.

"Remember, don’t mess with anyone from that restaurant again, or you’ll be dead. Considering this ten thousand plus, this is some extra advice I’m giving you. Got it?" Brother Hao squatted down, slapped Yan Fei’s face, and warned him.

"Y-yes...I wouldn’t dare anymore." Yan Fei quickly agreed. He thought that Tang Qing had paid a ’protection fee’ to the big brother in front of him, so naturally, he didn’t dare to say anything.

"Get out of here." Brother Hao sneered and got up.

Yan Fei felt a great relief when he heard this, promptly stood up and bowed, "Okay, big brother, you have worked hard."

After saying that, Yan Fei hurriedly turned around and left.

He had just taken two steps when he heard another sentence from Brother Hao that almost scared him out of his wits, "Huh, idiot, daring to mess with Young Master Tang, courting death."

So Yan Fei hastened his steps, fleeing from there.

Out of the bar, looking at the usually pleasant word ’Fate’, now he found it as annoying as the plague god, and decided never to come to this bar again.

"Young Master Tang?"

This is not an ordinary title... it definitely belongs to someone with a significant background. He finally understood why he was beaten. He had messed with the wrong person.

Once he realized this, Yan Fei became genuinely scared.

He remembered the police call during the day, and unconsciously believed that the Public Security was also helping Tang Qing.

Too terrifying.

Too horrifying.

Thinking that Tang Qing had both the underworld and the officials in his pocket, Yan Fei instantly felt a chill run down his spine. Offending someone who can walk horizontally from both sides, he did feel he must have been crazy just now looking back.

No, he will definitely not go to that restaurant again, nor mess with Zhang Jing. If he does not, even though Tang Qing hasn’t made a move yet, he himself had made things awful already. If Tang Qing really made a move, he would be absolutely helpless. He didn’t want to be classified as a ’neurotic’ or ’criminal’.

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