A tall, imposing man with a fierce appearance entered the room.
Upon entering, he saw the three men lying on the ground.
As the effects of "Wo Ai Yi Gen Chai's" medicine took hold, they had begun to gnaw at each other on the floor of the suite.
"Young Master Pi, Young Master Guang, Young Master Ji!"
Looking at Pi Yongchang, Guang Hongye lying on the ground, and Ji Fenglin, whose condition was beyond recognition, the man was rendered speechless.
He looked at Li Qingfeng and the girl in his arms, and then directly addressed the group of thugs beside him: "Make this guy who dared to touch the young masters disappear. I'll take responsibility for any trouble. Once you're done, I'll cover all your bonuses!"
The thugs, who had been indifferent to him earlier, immediately changed their tune.
What worked best in this place? Money, of course.
With money, you could make these guys do anything. Forget about disposing of one person; they probably wouldn't hesitate to cut down their own boss.
Seeing the surge of people charging at him, a hint of seriousness flickered in Li Qingfeng's eyes.
His primary concern was Zheng Yingxue, who was in his arms. A single mistake could inadvertently injure her.
Thus, Li Qingfeng continuously dodged the cleavers wielded by the thugs, which, in turn, confined him to a purely defensive stance.
Sensing the shrinking space around him, he slowly retrieved a bag of white powder that had fallen to the ground.
The first time Li Qingfeng touched this bag of white powder, he felt a chilling coldness, and it seemed remarkably hard.
"In an instant, he understood what it was; clearly, it was a legendary contraband!"
He directly hurled the bag of white contraband at the dozen or so thugs in front of him.
Immediately, the powdery substance obstructed their vision, forcing them to close their eyes.
Seeing this, Li Qingfeng tossed Zheng Yingxue over his back with one hand and secured her with his clothes.
He then gripped the Dragon Scale Blade in his other hand and charged into the crowd.
For a moment, he was like a tiger descending from its mountain, plunging into a flock of sheep.
Screams erupted continuously, and the glint of cleavers illuminated the surrounding thugs.
However, they were soon touched by Li Qingfeng's blade light.
After a while, Li Qingfeng concluded the fight after enduring a blow from the last thug.
"Hiss!"
Touching the deep, bone-gouging wound on his shoulder blade, Li Qingfeng bared his teeth as he looked at the remaining man at the forefront.
This man was the fierce-looking one. All his dozen or so thugs had been taken down by Li Qingfeng, without exception.
Watching them writhe on the ground and cry out in agony, the man's expression turned solemn.
Li Qingfeng was slowly bleeding, his t-shirt quickly becoming stained red.
Seeing the man approach as if he were unharmed, the man knew he had truly picked a fight with a formidable opponent this time.
This Li Qingfeng was no ordinary person!
And what's more, those were over a dozen men, each armed, and he had cut them all down!
Looking at Li Qingfeng before him, fear flickered in his eyes.
He asked, "Who exactly are you? Why did you touch the three young masters? What grudge do you have with our Crown KTV?"
Li Qingfeng heard his three consecutive questions, but he merely registered them and paid them no heed.
Realizing he had made a fool of himself, the man's face contorted with anger.
He was, after all, a respected manager of Crown KTV, and to be ignored by some insignificant fellow!
Then, the most amusing thing happened.
The man directly lunged at Li Qingfeng.
As he saw the rapidly approaching dagger, Li Qingfeng countered with a horizontal slash.
"Clang!"
The man's dagger was directly knocked away by Li Qingfeng. He stumbled back several paces.
Seeing his predicament, Li Qingfeng pressed his advantage, and the Dragon Scale Blade descended.
Perhaps sensing the sharpness of the blade, the man instinctively dodged to the side. With Li Qingfeng's swift hand speed, he missed this strike, demonstrating the incredible reflexes people possess in life-or-death situations.
Seeing the state of the Crown KTV man, Li Qingfeng decided not to waste any more time and delivered a kick.
As the saying goes, "Strength creates miracles!"
Indeed, the miracle of brute force was flawless.
Suddenly, a small blue object appeared near Li Qingfeng. It was a small bomb thrown by one of the thugs who hadn't lost consciousness.
Seeing that there were still over thirty seconds left, he didn't hesitate to throw it back at the thug who had thrown it.
Turning around, he scooped up Zheng Yingxue, who was about to slip, and bolted towards the exit.
Seeing their panicked expressions, Li Qingfeng casually sent them a companion.
This companion was none other than the Crown KTV boss who had just fought him for two rounds.
He had lost all his earlier arrogance and could only reach out to grab Li Qingfeng's leg, desperately trying to keep him there for a mutual demise!
"Let go!"
Li Qingfeng kicked him three times. Relying on his sturdy build and resilience, the man spat out some blood but suffered no major injury.
As a result, Li Qingfeng, who could have escaped, was forced to stay.
The beeping of the small bomb was clear, and all the thugs around, including the boss, heard it distinctly.
Soon, a loud musical melody filled their ears.
"Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! Ding..."
Listening to the music, which sounded like something from third grade, Li Qingfeng's expression was priceless.
It wasn't just him; a hint of relief appeared in the eyes of the other thugs.
However, one person's expression was as dark as coal in a furnace, making him almost unrecognizable as a human. He was the boss of Crown KTV.
"Who threw the bomb?"
Looking around at his subordinates, he instinctively asked.
In response to his question, almost everyone raised their fingers.
Whether it was planned or not, all eyes turned towards a thug who was drawing circles on the ground.