Chapter 90: Chapter 90: In the Bar_1

Zhang Xian looked at the charming face of Fu Meiting, and just like a small pebble disturbing a still lake, it created ripples in his heart.

This damned seductively woman really had an alluring charm about her. Just one smile was enough to get people flustered. Worse yet, in this situation, this woman still spoke words full of romance to further fuel the imagination.

"Young Brother, are you thirsty?" Fu Meiting extended her small fragrant tongue, slowly sliding it across her moist, vibrant red upper lip, creating an irresistible temptation.

"Yes... a little." Zhang Xian gulped.

"Then, have some water. After that, let’s go for a walk." Fu Meiting stretched out her arm and poured a cup of hot tea for Zhang Xian.

"Go for a walk? What for?" Zhang Xian asked, holding the cup of tea before downing it all at once.

"Uh..." Fu Meiting was surprised to see that Zhang Xian drank the scalding hot tea without any discomfort, and said simply, "Just for a walk."

"Sister, are you okay? With the hot weather, you want me to accompany you for a walk?" Zhang Xian asked, frowning.

"Yep. Let’s just go for a walk," Fu Meiting nodded, "Another cup then, and off we go."

...

The heavy rain came quickly and left in the same manner, without any lingering traces.

Despite the torrential downpour in the morning, it was now oppressively hot due to the evaporation of water.

Standing on the street felt like being in a steamer.

"What’s with the long face?" Noticing Zhang Xian’s glum expression, Fu Meiting furrowed her brow. She then walked up to him, hooked her arm through his, and asked.

The soft feeling of her touch made Zhang Xian squint his eyes involuntarily as he asked, "I want to know what exactly you’re planning!"

"Nothing really, just wanted you to accompany me." Fu Meiting pouted and asked, "Am I that bad? Does it bother you to walk with me?"

"Fine, since you want to walk, I’ll accompany you. If you’re not afraid, then why should I be?" Zhang Xian replied with a laugh.

"Good, I’m not afraid as long as I’m with you!" Fu Meiting said, her eyes brimming with flirtation.

Zhang Xian turned his head to glance at Fu Meiting and smiled but said nothing. He felt that something was off with her. Hence, he was not interested in her advances before he could figure out the situation.

"What’s wrong with him? Why isn’t he falling for it?" Fu Meiting was somewhat confused.

She was one of the most capable assistants under Xie Wuming. Unlike the other public relations ladies, she hadn’t done this sort of thing before. But living in a flourishing metropolis, she was naturally alluring, and even without purposefully seducing men, she wielded considerable power of attraction. However, Zhang Xian just wouldn’t bite the bait.

...

The day passed in leisure and fun.

After having dinner, Zhang Xian asked, "Elder Sister Meiting, can we go home now?"

Fu Meiting shook her head: "Too early, let’s hit the bar!"

"Alright, let’s go." Zhang Xian had already decided to go wild with Fu Meiting for a day. He was too lazy to complain about it anymore. Wherever she chose to go, he would follow.

Fu Meiting chuckled and dragged Zhang Xian away.

Suddenly, a group of a dozen or so bare-chested youths swaggered towards them. They paraded on the street as if they wanted everyone to know they were thugs.

As soon as the youth leading the pack set eyes on Fu Meiting, he exclaimed, "Look at that pretty girl!"

"That face, that figure."

"Girl, give us a smile, or I’ll give you one instead."

The other youths also lit up their eyes, all looking disgustingly lecherous.

"Get lost." Fu Meiting snapped.

"Hehe, this girl has a hot temper! But I like it. The hotter the temper, the wilder they are in bed."

"Hey girl, why don’t we go to the bar and have a drink? Talk about our life’s ambitions and such?"

"Exactly! How can you not drink on such a beautiful night?"

The thugs took turns talking and seemed to enjoy their own words. The way they looked at Fu Meiting was extremely eager, as if they wanted to strip her bare on the spot.

Fu Meiting did, indeed, have an attractive figure, and she was dressed very sensually.

"Have you had enough fun yet?" Zhang Xian asked.

"What? Are you trying to play the knight in shining armor?" The lead youth sneered, "Listen, bro, you’d best not stick out. Believe it or not, I can beat the shit out of you."

The other youths looked at Zhang Xian disdainfully, acting all high and mighty.

"I really don’t like your attitude." Zhang Xian stepped forward to the leader and landed several slaps on his face.

The youth was laughing smugly when the sudden slaps left him swaying, teeth flying, and he ended up sitting on the ground.

"What the..."

"Fuck! This little bastard dares to hit us. Kill him."

"Are you asking to die?"

Seeing this, the other youths froze for a moment, then charged at Zhang Xian.

"Hmph, overestimating your abilities." Zhang Xian had been accompany Fu Meiting around all day, an irksome task he couldn’t complain about. His irritation had been smoldering. These guys, not knowing what’s good for them, strutted over. They were simply courting death.

Seeing about ten youths charging at him, he advanced instead of retreating. Like a sheep storming into a pack of wolves, he slapped them all down, each slap packed with energy.

These people were just small-time hooligans who loved to bully the weak by their numbers. When it came to a real fight, each was as slender as a bamboo pole, not at all suited for brawling.

In about a minute, over ten of them were all sprawled on the ground, moaning in pain.

"How can this guy be so powerful?" Fu Meiting stared in surprise at the youths wailing on the ground.

In actuality, she had summoned all these people with the intention of having Zhang Xian beaten up. Then, she would embellish the origins of these guys to make Zhang Xian panic. Hence, Zhang Xian would have no choice but to seek an alliance with Master Xie. However, what she had not anticipated was Zhang Xian’s surprising strength. The state of the beaten youths was too sad to look at.

"Are you still feeling cocky?" Zhang Xian stepped on the lead youth and asked coldly, "Dare to strut about in the middle of the night?"

"Sir...Sir, we were wrong, please let us go!" The leader was scared witless.

"Scram..." Zhang Xian kicked the youth, sending him flying far away.

Seeing this, the other youths immediately jumped up and bolted without looking back.

A seemingly ordinary youth displaying such exceptional strength had left them thunderstruck. More than ten of them hadn’t even managed to touch a hair on his body before getting bashed up.

"Let’s go!" Zhang Xian said to Fu Meiting.

Fu Meiting nodded, quickly composed herself, and went off arm-in-arm with Zhang Xian towards the nearby bar.

The light in the bar was dim, the globe-shaped colourful lights shooting out dazzling and kaleidoscopic beams. Their constant flashing added an air of mystery and vibrancy to the hall.

The deafening music filled every corner of the bar, and all kinds of people milled about, creating quite a lively scene. Regardless of their status and identity in the daytime, everyone would completely let their guard down here, baring their true selves. At this place, they didn’t need to conceal anything nor did they need to worry about their image. They could totally relax.

This was Zhang Xian’s first time in a bar, and the noisy atmosphere was initially a bit overwhelming.

Fortunately, he had a strong capacity to adapt to new environments. After a brief look around, he accepted the ambience without being overly curious.

"What do you want to drink?" Fu Meiting asked with a smile.

"Anything." It was Zhang Xian’s first time here, so he naturally didn’t know what to order.

"There’s no ’anything’ here!"

"Whatever you’re having, I’ll have the same." Zhang Xian laughed.

"Wait here, don’t leave." Fu Meiting smiled and went to the bar counter.

When she returned, she was holding two glasses of a red liquid that looked exceptionally bewitching under the multicoloured lights.

"What drink is this? It’s quite peculiar." Zhang Xian said curiously.

"Blood-colored Romance, a mix of various wines. Try it."

After draining his glass, Zhang Xian smacked his lips and said, "Honestly speaking, this drink isn’t very masculine. It’s more like a beverage."

"Is this your first time at a bar?" Fu Meiting asked with a grin of disbelief.

"You could say that." Zhang Xian nodded.

"This drink isn’t to be gulped down. You’re supposed to savor it slowly. If you down it in one gulp, what flavor can you possibly taste?" Fu Meiting rolled her eyes at Zhang Xian, "Should I get you another one?"

"No need, this drink isn’t really interesting when combined. I’m going to sit down over there." Zhang Xian spotted a sofa and walked over with a smile.

Fu Meiting frowned, followed him to the sofa and sat next to him. "Zhang Xian, don’t you think the bar is a special place?" she asked.

"Indeed, there’s only one type of people here." Zhang Xian nodded in agreement.

"You ... you can tell?" Fu Meiting was somewhat surprised, "Or do you know a lot about bars?"

"No, I used to live in the mountains and only recently came out. I’m very unfamiliar with many things in the city." Zhang Xian shook his head.

"Your observational skills are really powerful." Fu Meiting marveled.

From the entrance to sitting down, it had only been a few minutes. Zhang Xian, who used to live in the mountains, was able to discern that there was only one type of people in the bar. This observation power was indeed shocking.

Even if asked suddenly, some people who lived in the city might not be able to answer it.

"Just average, the world’s third." Zhang Xian said with a laugh.

"You’re really shameless." Fu Meiting took a small sip of Blood-colored Romance, stood up and pulled Zhang Xian saying, "Come, let’s go loosen up."

"Um, I can’t." Zhang Xian shook his head.

"What do you mean you can’t? Just move with the beat, you don’t have to be a great dancer." Fu Meiting laughed, "Look at those people, aren’t they just shaking it anyway?"

Zhang Xian looked around and saw that indeed this was the case. He couldn’t refuse any longer. He couldn’t find a reason to refuse anyway, as Fu Meiting was the type who wouldn’t stop until she achieved her goal.

"Don’t be nervous, just relax." Fu Meiting pulled Zhang Xian into the crowd. Like a water snake, she wrapped around Zhang Xian, smiling and breathing slowly, "In here, you’re the master, the music plays for you, the world spins into madness because of you. Follow the beat, you can sway freely, casting out the gloom, unpleasantness, and disgruntlement in your heart just like throwing away garbage."

"What the..." Zhang Xian was astounded.

Being in close contact with such a bombshell as she was really took the soul.

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