Under One Person: Cultivating Immortality with Baby!

Chapter 117 Huang Fang Causes Trouble

"Whether it is or not, a simple question will tell you!"

Ignoring the banter among the women beside him, Zhao Yifan focused a spark of fire at his fingertips.

The next moment, the flames dissipated into the air.

At the same time, in a luxury mansion somewhere in Shanghai, Huang Fang, who was drinking and eating heartily, suddenly changed his expression.

"Snapped!"

Smashing the bottle of fine wine in his hand to pieces, Huang Fang turned to the group of Quanxing disciples beside him and said, "Brothers, we have another job!"

……

"What did you just do?"

Duanmu Ying, who was occasionally glancing at Zhao Yifan, naturally noticed Zhao Yifan's little actions earlier and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I just felt that listening to music alone was a bit boring, so I arranged some small entertainment for these people."

Zhao Yifan looked down at the people below, indulging in extravagance and debauchery.

"A short program?"

Duanmu Ying looked at him strangely.

She hadn't forgotten the true identity of the sunny young man beside her—the leader of the Quanxing Sect.

Given his background, the little show he mentioned will probably be quite entertaining.

"Bam—"

Just then, the door to the dance hall was kicked open.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a group of guys with arrogance written all over their faces walk in.

"Who are you people? This is a high-class place, not a place for people like you to afford!"

Two security guards in black suits came forward. Large entertainment venues like this usually have local Shanghai influence protecting them; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to run such a large business.

"Cripple them! I don't like their attitude!"

However, before the two security guards could even get close, Huang Fang spoke with a cold expression.

Immediately afterwards, two figures darted out from behind Huang Fang and, in a single exchange, sent the two security guards flying.

"Alien!"

The moment the two made their move, Duanmu Ying realized they were no ordinary people.

Then, Duanmu Ying looked at Zhao Yifan beside her and asked, "Are you from the Quanxing sect?"

It's no wonder that Duanmu Ying would make such a guess. After all, superhumans wouldn't easily attack ordinary people. After all, the superhuman world of the Great Xia Dynasty still has its own order.

Except for those lunatics from the Quanxing!

However, what Duanmu Ying couldn't understand was what the Quanxing people wanted to do.

And is what we see before us the program that Zhao Yifan just mentioned?

When Duanmu Ying asked him a question, Zhao Yifan did not explain, but just smiled and remained silent.

Meanwhile, Mao Tongtong and the other girls were feeding him slices of food, which made Duanmu Ying grit his teeth in frustration.

……

"Bring out the best wine and the best food!"

Huang Fang and his men immediately took up the best seats. As for the original guests, they didn't dare to say a word of objection. After all, these guys were madmen who would kill at the slightest provocation!

Although people were dying every day in the Huangpu River in Shanghai during that era, and there was a war going on outside.

However, these people who consider themselves part of high society still value their lives very much.

"Hurry up and make arrangements for these gentlemen!"

A guy who looked like a manager was carefully beckoning to Huang Fang and his group.

Having some insight, he naturally recognized these people; they were the kind of people the boss had warned him not to mess with!

Soon, the food and drinks arrived, and Huang Fang and his group became the most out-of-place presence in the entire dance hall.

However, having learned their lesson from the previous bloody experience, no one dared to come up and cause them any trouble.

"Pah, what kind of crap is that?"

Suddenly, Huang Fang smashed a bottle at the feet of Li Xiang, who was singing on the stage.

The splattered liquor stained Li Xiang's snow-white cheongsam red, making her tremble with fear.

"Gentlemen, is there anything you are dissatisfied with?"

The manager jogged over and asked cautiously.

With a swift grab of his right hand, Huang Fang sent the manager sprawling to the ground. Then, grabbing the manager by the collar, Huang Fang said, "That woman upstairs, what kind of rubbish is she singing? It's utterly boring. Go, let her sing us a song called 'Pretty Widow' to give us a laugh!"

"Great idea, Brother Huang! Let her sing 'Pretty Widow,' that song is really exciting!"

"Yes, hurry up, hurry up!"

"..."

Upon hearing Huang Fang and the others' words, the manager's face turned dark.

Please, this is a high-end place. Miss Li Xiang is someone their boss's boss is heavily supporting. Making her sing "Pretty Widow" is going to ruin her reputation.

"Why aren't you making arrangements yet?"

Seeing that the manager hadn't moved for a while, Huang Fang tightened his grip.

The next moment, the manager felt a tremendous force on his neck, making it hard for him to breathe.

"No, I'll... I'll arrange it. Please, please let me go!"

Faced with the threat of death, the manager couldn't care less about anything else and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Huang Fang released the manager.

Immediately afterwards, the manager scrambled onto the stage and told Li Xiang about the guests' requests.

Upon hearing this, Li Xiang's face turned red with anger. Although she had never heard of the song "Pretty Widow," she knew from the title that the lyrics were absolutely obscene.

"No, I can't sing!"

Li Xiang refused.

"Hehe, it's better if you can't sing. Hey girl, get down here, and we brothers will personally teach you how to sing."

Huang said loudly.

"Yeah, we brothers aren't good at anything else, but we're the best at singing!"

The arrogant voices rose and fell, making Li Xiang so angry that she almost cried.

"Too arrogant!"

Finally, one of the guests couldn't stand it any longer and stepped forward, saying, "You lot, I didn't want to have anything to do with lowly people like you, but since you've made things difficult for Miss Li Xiang, I have no choice but to..."

However, before the guest could finish speaking, a figure rushed in front of him and slapped him away with a powerful palm strike.

"Wow!"

The person who was sent flying coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He tried to struggle to stand up, but the excruciating pain in his abdomen prevented him from moving.

"Hehe, I advise you not to move. Your stomach is full of nails right now. If you get too excited, your intestines will rupture!"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned pale with fright, and those who had wanted to play the hero and save the damsel in distress quickly shrank back in fear.

After all, the nail that sticks out has already been shot down, and they don't want to be stuffed full of nails.

On stage, Li Xiang also looked miserable, truly a sight to behold.

However, being born in this era is a tragedy for women; what can she do?

Ultimately, reality is not a fairy tale; there is no prince to rescue her, Cinderella.

"Huang Fang, this is how I taught you. Have you forgotten the rules of Quanxing?"

Just as Li Xiang was about to succumb to fate, a voice came from the balcony of the VIP room on the second floor.

Upon hearing this voice, Huang Fang and the others pretended to be terrified and turned to look at the figure on the balcony.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, they all knelt down.

"Meet the leader!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room turned their heads. They hadn't expected that the handsome young man on the balcony was the leader of these vicious people.