504: Chapter 504: [Prestigious Family’s Night Banquet] 504: Chapter 504: [Prestigious Family’s Night Banquet] Li Tianyuan gave another kick to his backside, “Move it, let’s see which bastard dares to snatch my VIP room!”
Swaggering and overbearing, Li Tianyuan set off with over twenty bodyguards in a grand procession, while Ye Chenfeng, now just looking for some fun, followed them.
The best VIP room was surprisingly on its own floor, and its interior facilities were several notches above the others.
“You can’t do this!
Miss Miaohan is only here to perform!”
“Heh, the top act from the premier evening event is only here to perform?
Who are you kidding?”
…
The door to the VIP room was slightly ajar, and a clamor could be heard from inside.
Recognizing a familiar voice, Li Tianyuan immediately went forward and kicked the door open.
In the room, there were five men, one of whom was inappropriately touching a woman dressed in ancient attire.
“Motherfucker!
Let’s see who dares to lay a hand on Miss Miaohan!” Li Tianyuan roared, his bodyguards swarmed in behind him.
The VIP room was so spacious that even dozens of people entering didn’t make it seem crowded.
“Who are you?
What is this about?” About four or five people in the room got to their feet when they saw someone barge in.
Ye Chenfeng swept his gaze over them and realized these were not people from the Divine Land; they probably were Vietnamese.
Ye Chenfeng’s gaze widened as he saw an extremely beautiful woman.
Her black hair was elegantly tied up, adorned with a white silk ribbon and a silver hairpin set at an angle.
Through her translucent veil, her shoulders were faintly visible.
Her ivory skin gleamed, and her lazy, alluring eyes were captivating.
Her eyes and brows were delicate and long, and her teeth were like polished jade, sparkling to the extreme.
For some reason, a light mist seemed to cloud her eyes suddenly.
The girl cradled a guzheng in her arms, her attire exuding a classical charm.
Though she did not match Chu Qingxue’s stunning beauty, she was certainly a beauty in her own right.
Nowadays, on major live streaming platforms, classical-style ladies were very popular.
Dressed in Hanfu and playing the guzheng, they garnered immense popularity; everyone loved these kinds of beauties, especially their elegance.
This must be Miss Miaohan, right?
She had the charisma to incite a feud between a billionaire and the Gambling King’s son.
Ye Chenfeng also noticed a middle-aged man beside her, holding an erhu and wearing black glasses.
He presumably was blind.
“Fucking hell, daring to touch my Miaohan, none of you will leave today!” Li Tianyuan bellowed.
“Ah, Young Master Li, calm down, those people are not to be trifled with.
One of them is the son of some Vietnamese big shot!” the manager reminded from the sidelines.
But all that was heard was Li Tianyuan’s sneer, “Don’t care if it’s his son, even if his father showed up, I’d beat him all the same!
Men, attack, and if anyone dies, it’s on me!”
“Miaohan, are you okay?” Immediately afterward, Li Tianyuan stepped forward, concerned, and asked.
Miaohan was already crying pitifully, with her clothes in disarray.
“Asking for a beating!”
Seeing the large group of bodyguards rushing at them, the few Vietnamese sneered.
“Brothers, hit them until they smoke!” The lead bodyguard, a muscular brute, bellowed, tearing off his shirt to reveal his exceptionally firm chest, making his dark green vest bulge, and inciting a wave of gasps.
Over twenty versus five, a rhythm of total victory.
Yet, not a single one of the Vietnamese men seemed to have any intention of getting beaten; instead, their eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty desire for battle.
“Charge!”
Like a dam bursting, the twenty or so men surged forward, unstoppable.
The manager of the premier evening event wanted to intervene but it was already too late.
The lead bodyguard confronted the man who had just been harassing Miss Miaohan, who also was the leader of their group.
One would assume with such disparity in numbers, the four Vietnamese men would get a thorough beating.
But the reality was quite different; the strength of the four Vietnamese men was off the charts!
The bodyguards rushing up seemed like paper tigers, as Vietnam fighters actually sent one flying with a single punch and knocked another down with a kick, rendering them utterly powerless to resist!
“Gah!”
Everyone was astounded, wearing expressions of disbelief.
These few Vietnamese fighters were incredibly formidable; facing five opponents each, they effortlessly knocked them down.
More than twenty burly men were felled to the ground, bloodied and twitching incessantly, evidently on the brink of death.
Li Tianyuan’s bodyguards were the elite of the elite, yet they stood no chance in the face of their adversaries, clearly demonstrating the tremendous strength of the Vietnamese.
“Heh heh, get up, you trash!” the four Vietnamese fighters taunted crazily.
Li Tianyuan was stunned; his bodyguards, who had always been unbridled and invincible, were now so easily defeated.
Meanwhile, the battle on the other side had also reached a fever pitch.
The heads of Li Tianyuan’s bodyguards might have seemed big, and their strength tremendous.
But the opposing Vietnamese were as tough as rocks, bluntly clashing with the head bodyguard.
His attacks were fierce, each move filled with lethal intent, and in just a few minutes, the head bodyguard was convulsing on the ground, gushing blood.
Li Tianyuan was completely shocked, threatening the Vietnamese fighters, “You’re done for, do you know who I am?”
“Humph!”
The Vietnamese fighter just snorted coldly, suddenly brandishing a dagger, and stabbed straight at Li Tianyuan.
The abrupt turn of events caught everyone off guard, especially Li Tianyuan, who stood there dumbstruck, completely failing to react in time.
The icy blade was upon him, and the frigid chill had already numbed Li Tianyuan.
Just at that critical moment, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of Li Tianyuan.
“Pff!”
Immediately, a spray of blood shot out, splattering the ground.
The Vietnamese was stunned because, in the final moment, Miaohan had taken the stab meant for Li Tianyuan.
“Miss Miaohan?
Miss Miaohan?…” Li Tianyuan, finally coming to his senses, yelled out, looking at Miaohan in front of him.
“Li… Young Master Li…” Miaohan’s face was as pale as death, her lips trembling as she spoke before she fainted.
Li Tianyuan roared like a wild beast gone mad, “I will kill you all today!”
The Vietnamese was startled but then displayed a hint of a cold smile, “You’re hardly in a position to protect yourself!”
Ye Chenfeng knew it was time for him to make a move, or Li Tianyuan might indeed be in mortal danger.
“Who are you?
Get out of the way, or I’ll kill you too!” Seeing Ye Chenfeng blocking their path, the Vietnamese said coldly.
“The one who’s going to beat you!” Ye Chenfeng said, his head lowered, flexing his wrists.
“Die!”
The Vietnamese fighter’s fist, as large as the mouth of a bowl, hurtled toward Ye Chenfeng’s head with a force that brought a whistling sound like a gust of wind.
“Ah!”
Ye Chenfeng let out a fierce shout, charging forward instead of retreating, slamming his own fist upward.
“Bang!”
A tremendous reverberation erupted, and the Vietnamese fighter staggered back several steps, his face full of astonishment, clearly not expecting Ye Chenfeng to possess such strength.
“Not a bad show of strength!” Ye Chenfeng chuckled, the Vietnamese fighter did indeed have some skills; his own powerful punch had only made the man retreat a few steps.