Chapter 92 - The Blue Wolf Gang Attacks

Apart from an initial minor discord, everyone started to have a good time together.

After a few songs, it was finally Lu Xiaoman’s turn to sing.

Being one of the top three divas of the Emali Group, when Lu Xiaoman first sang, everyone else quietly listened, and the other microphone was placed on the coffee table.

Lu Xiaoman’s voice was sweet and pure, graceful and moving, quite reminiscent of Yang Yuying.

Yang Yongxi and Sun Dongwen listened and couldn’t help but mentally applaud, “As expected of a goddess, her singing is also so pleasant.”

After Lu Xiaoman finished a song, Yang Yongxi teasingly shouted, “Ye Fan, you and Lu Xiaoman should sing a duet, it would sound great.”

“Yes!” Sun Dongwen also called out, “Sing one!

Sing one!”

Xie Junru and Zhang Liping’s eyes also lit up, echoing the sentiment.

Ye Fan gave a wry smile and said, “I’m afraid I’ll disappoint you.

I scarcely know any pop songs.

Over a month ago, I hadn’t listened to pop music for several years.”

“Ah!” Yang Yongxi, Xie Junru, and others exclaimed in disbelief, all saying simultaneously, “Really?”

“This, this…” Yang Yongxi and Sun Dongwen felt their faces burning.

They often soaked up KTV, not to mention living in a modern metropolitan society, their ears blistering from listening to various types of pop music daily.

Yet, they sang so mediocrely, while Ye Fan, who hadn’t listened to music for years and presumably hadn’t sung either, captured all with a prejudice-conquering voice.

Why is there such a vast difference between people?

Xie Junru and Zhang Liping gazed admiringly, their eyes sparkling with a hint of reverence.

It’s just as well Ye Fan didn’t notice their looks, or he’d be troubled again.

They had been playing for nearly an hour when suddenly, the door of the private room was violently kicked open, and six or seven fierce-looking men in black stormed in.

Ye Fan and the others were shocked and immediately stood up.

Stepping away from the coffee table, Ye Fan fearlessly confronted the group of men in black, blocking their path.

Lu Xiaoman and the others couldn’t help but think it was the trio of thugs from the lobby earlier who had come for revenge.

Cold sweat ran down Yang Yongxi and Sun Dongwen’s backs, their legs trembled, but they still followed suit, standing behind Ye Fan, confronting the invading men.

“You better leave,” Ye Fan said icily, his tiger eyes flashing coldly.

A punk with spiked hair peeked out from behind the men in black, pointed at Ye Fan, and said to the fierce-looking leader, “Brother Ma, that’s him!”

The one called Brother Ma scrutinized Ye Fan for a moment and commanded his men, “Beat him up, then take him away for handling!”

Immediately, two or three belligerent men in black laughed savagely and rushed towards Ye Fan first.

Angered, Ye Fan didn’t retreat but advanced, confronting the three vicious men.

Ah—

Behind him, Xie Junru and the other women couldn’t help but scream, covering their faces and closing their eyes.

Yang Yongxi and Sun Dongwen had not expected the adversaries to strike directly, wanting to rush forward to help Ye Fan, yet finding themselves weak in the knees, their minds going blank, incapable of moving.

Just then, they heard three screams in quick succession, and saw the three fierce men in black being violently thrown by Ye Fan against the wall, unable to get up.

Brother Ma’s face changed, and he yelled, “He’s tough, let’s all get him!”

Shouting, he led the charge towards Ye Fan, followed by the remaining three men in black and the spikey-haired thug, their faces vicious as they attacked.

“This is bad, even with military training, Ye Fan can’t take on so many,” Yang Yongxi and Sun Dongwen thought gloomily, scared nearly out of their wits, and even less able to join the fray.

Sun Dongwen turned his head and yelled at Lu Xiaoman and Xie Junru, “Quick, call the police!”

Bang bang bang…

Ah ah ah…

The sounds of countless fists and feet striking, followed by incessant screams, echoed through the flickering, ever-changing lights.

Yang Yongxi couldn’t see clearly how Ye Fan was striking, only that his opponents kept getting knocked away, falling to the ground and spitting blood.

When Sun Dongwen turned back around, he was shocked to find that the fight was already over, and the only figure standing was the tall one of Ye Fan.

At Ye Fan’s feet lay a group of people groaning in pain.

“This, this…” whether it was Sun Dongwen and Yang Yongxi, or Lu Xiaoman and Xie Junru following behind, everyone was stunned, “He’s too powerful!”

Ye Fan’s gaze coldly swept over the black-clad man and blonde-haired hoodlums groaning on the ground.

He snorted coldly, then walked towards the trio of spiky-haired and blonde hoodlums.

Ah—

Ah—

Ah—

The spiky-haired hoodlums screamed agonizingly as Ye Fan brutally broke one of their legs.

Initially, Ye Fan didn’t know the reason why the spiky-haired hoodlums had brought people to beat him, thinking that they had come just because of a verbal clash in the KTV hall.

Hence, he was furious at how overbearingly brutal they were.

Turning back, Ye Fan calmly said to Lu Xiaoman and the others, “It’s okay now.”

Lu Xiaoman came back to her senses, rushed to Ye Fan’s side, and grasped his arm with her pale, delicate hands, looking up at him with concern, “Ye Fan, are you hurt?”

“Hehe, no.

Sorry for scaring you,” Ye Fan said with a smile, shaking his head.

Yang Yongxi and others also collected themselves, gathered around Ye Fan excitedly, and exclaimed, “Ye Fan, you’re so badass!

Truly worthy of being a soldier, fighting ten at a time!”

Ye Fan smiled lightly, “Hehe, it was manageable.”

Pausing for a moment, Ye Fan glanced back at the hoodlums lying on the ground, then said to everyone, “What a buzzkill.

Let’s go somewhere else to have fun.”

Go somewhere else to have fun?

We aren’t that thick-skinned, thought Yang Yongxi and the others.

“Probably not a good idea; I was worried something might happen, so I already called the police,” Lu Xiaoman said.

“Oh, then let’s just sit here and wait for the police,” Ye Fan nodded.

He disliked dealing with the police, but since Lu Xiaoman had called them, he wouldn’t show his displeasure.

At that moment, Mo Brother struggled to get up, wanting to flee and warn the others.

Ye Fan coldly said, “You’d better lie back down, or I’ll make sure you never get up again.”

Mo Brother shivered, ignoring his pain and hurriedly lay back down, fearfully thinking, “This man is terrifying; I couldn’t even block one of his punches.

Not only that, but he also has a strong aura of killing; he must have killed many people.”

The fight in the private room meant the owner and manager of Earl KTV didn’t dare intervene or call the police; since it was the Blue Wolf Gang involved, they didn’t dare to meddle.

What they hadn’t expected was that it wasn’t Ye Fan and his group lying on the ground, but the members of the Blue Wolf Gang.

Beep—woo—beep—woo—

Soon after, the sound of a police siren was heard outside.

Dressed in a imposing uniform, Yang Lina, with a fierce look, stepped out of the police car.

Her waist holstered a gun as she led a group of armed police into Earl KTV, full of killing intent.

She was in a bad mood tonight because she had asked a man out for dinner but was rudely rejected.

Entering private room 307, Yang Lina’s gaze swept over the man and hoodlums lying on the floor, finally resting on a tall young man standing in the front.

A chill flashed in her piercing eyes as she harshly ordered, “Take them all back!”

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