The security guards, every single one of them, fled as fast as their legs could carry them.
In a short while, only a grotesquely deformed male figure remained on the ground.
Some of the braver security guards stepped forward to examine the man's condition. His face was swollen and puffed up like a giant panda.
Looking at his eyes, two dark fist imprints were clearly visible, and no one knew who had delivered them.
What was even more amusing was that beneath Ji Fenglin's dark eye sockets, there was a blood-red mark, which looked remarkably like a nosebleed.
Upon closer inspection, it wasn't.
It turned out that someone had used too much force, directly knocking out two of Li Qingfeng's front teeth.
"Young Master Ji?"
Seeing Ji Fenglin in this state, a security guard from the Golden Bathhouse cautiously asked.
Hearing this, Ji Fenglin, filled with a surge of emotion, exclaimed, "Quick, pull me up!"
The security guard immediately helped Ji Fenglin to his feet.
Fortunately, Ji Fenglin was aware of his current condition and wisely hid behind the others.
"You guys, shield me!"
Upon hearing his command, the members of the Golden Bathhouse formationed a protective wall in front of him.
"Young Master Ji? You were down there. Where did Li Qingfeng go?"
Looking at the pathetic Ji Fenglin beside them, the people from the Golden Bathhouse exchanged glances and finally directed all their questions to him.
"You're all looking at me? How would I know where Li Qingfeng ran off to? If I knew, would I still need you? Ouch!"
Ji Fenglin roared, but his mouth twitched suddenly as he inadvertently touched his wound, causing him to cry out in pain.
Everyone cast their gaze around, but after searching for a long time, they couldn't find any trace of Li Qingfeng.
"Ahem, stop looking. I'm right here!"
Seeing the utter foolishness before him, Li Qingfeng coughed and spoke.
"Li Qingfeng? How are you behind us?"
Hearing his voice, Ji Fenglin quickly turned his head and saw a helpless Li Qingfeng, his face filled with disbelief.
Seeing their reaction, Li Qingfeng strode forward and charged directly at the Golden Bathhouse members shielding Ji Fenglin.
With a swift kick and a powerful blow, he spun around in a 360-degree backflip, launching an attack from every angle, leaving no blind spots.
"Ah..."
The men were thrashed, crying out in pain as they scrambled backward.
"Hey, don't run away!"
Watching the men in front of him flee, Ji Fenglin was dumbfounded and could only shrink further back.
However, even in this state, Ji Fenglin's mouth remained stubbornly defiant.
"Li Qingfeng, I'm warning you, if you dare to touch me, my father, Ji Guangyuan, and the uncles at the Golden Bathhouse will never let you go!"
"Oh? You won't let me go!"
Hearing this, Li Qingfeng found it immensely amusing and sauntered over to Ji Fenglin.
He pointed at the Golden Bathhouse security guards behind Ji Fenglin and the more than twenty men already lying on the ground.
Li Qingfeng said, "With these few dozen shrimp under your command, frankly, they're not even enough for me, Li Qingfeng, to fight with one hand!"
At this moment, Li Qingfeng had also learned how to be utterly boastful.
He contemptuously addressed Ji Fenglin, belittling the men he had summoned to the point of worthlessness. Ji Fenglin's face turned a mixture of green and purple.
"Are you still going to boast about beating the Red Hair Army from Sunlight Avenue? Please, fifty-plus of you, and only eleven of them, and you still couldn't win. You should just close up shop!"
Hearing Li Qingfeng's sarcastic praise, the small red-haired man proudly lifted his head, showcasing his supposed martial prowess.
The Golden Bathhouse security guards, who had been about to retort, completely abandoned the idea after seeing Li Qingfeng and the Red Hair Army.
They hadn't been able to defeat them when they were at full strength, let alone now when less than half remained.
"You..."
Ji Fenglin was so incensed that he was rendered speechless.
Hearing this, he could only tremble with anger, raising his finger to point at Li Qingfeng.
"It's alright, it's alright, don't be angry, I haven't finished speaking yet! Have some psychological resilience, okay? If you act like this, how can I continue? Don't be so dramatic!"
Seeing Ji Fenglin on the verge of exploding with anger, Li Qingfeng felt it was time to unleash his final blow.
"I have some good news for you!"
He walked up to Ji Fenglin's side and whispered in his ear, "The good news is..."
Then, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted.
"The good news is that I was the one who pulled you down just now, and I'm the one who gave you those black eyes! I even made you take a beating in my place. Isn't that fantastic! By the way, you owe me thirty thousand yuan in total. Card or mobile payment?"
"Ah..."
Startled by Li Qingfeng's sudden outburst, Ji Fenglin let out a series of pained cries.
Then, hearing his words, he felt as though he had been thoroughly mocked, and his dignity completely shattered.
"Li Qingfeng, I... I remember... remember you!"
"Pfft!"
With all his remaining strength, Ji Fenglin uttered his final threat.
As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed onto the ground.
Before Li Qingfeng could react, he was splattered with the blood vomited by Ji Fenglin, who had been angered to the point of collapse. He looked as though he had suffered a severe hemorrhage.
Because his newly bought shirt was pure white, his current appearance was quite horrifying.
He kicked Ji Fenglin in front of him, then squatted down to check his breathing. Fortunately, the man was still alive, and Li Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. Standing up, he realized that if he had managed to anger this man to death, he would have inadvertently offended Ji Guangyuan!
"Heh heh! In ancient times, Zhou Yu fought Huang Gai, and Zhuge Liang angered Zhou Yu to death! Today, Ji Fenglin was angered to death, which is also a fitting anecdote!"
"What do you say?"
Li Qingfeng's eyes fixed intently on the Golden Bathhouse security guards. Seeing his gaze, they shifted evasively, unwilling to answer.
However, their expressions were filled with terror.
After all, it was Ji Fenglin who had been angered to death! Ji Guangyuan's only son. Some of them were already contemplating how to escape!
Suddenly, one of the scoundrels knelt on the ground and wailed loudly.
"Young Master Ji! How could you be dead? So young, gone too soon. How will I explain this to your mother? Young Master Ji!"
...
Hearing his wails, the Golden Bathhouse security guards followed suit, bursting into loud sobs.
The mournful cries of dozens of men were utterly chilling, causing the young woman with twin ponytails monitoring the security cameras at the first-floor counter to feel a shiver run down her spine.
People passing by the Sunlight Internet Cafe assumed a death had occurred and kept their distance.
Most amusingly, in their panicked haste, they ran into a team of police officers.
"What's happening up ahead?"
The leading officer, Qin Bingran, asked.
"R-report, Officer, there's been a murder at the Sunlight Internet Cafe. It's incredibly tragic. Don't believe me, just listen!"
Hearing this, Qin Bingran and the others strained their ears to listen.
Faintly, the sounds drifted through the air.
"Young Master Ji! You died so tragically..."