He hadn't expected that the group of classmates around him would turn out to be such traitors, trying to push him to his death!
"Damn it, can't you understand what I'm saying?! Who is Mr. Huo? Step out!" Zhao Lin roared.
The sudden shout sent a jolt through everyone present.
Huo Yifeng, sitting in his chair, stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
He then steadied himself with the chair and stood up tremblingly, his expression even more wretched than if he had been crying.
Zhao Lin looked at Huo Yifeng with a mocking gaze. "You're Mr. Huo?"
"Yes, yes, Brother Lin, I, I'm Huo Yifeng. We, we met once at a banquet." Huo Yifeng's voice trembled.
"Oh," Zhao Lin drew out the sound.
Hearing this, Huo Yifeng quickly put on a smiling face, thinking Zhao Lin had remembered him and that if they could establish a connection, the matter would be easily resolved.
"Don't recognize you."
But Zhao Lin's next words sent Huo Yifeng's heart plummeting to the abyss.
Zhao Lin's lips curled upwards, seemingly enjoying the fear he instilled in others.
Releasing the two beauties, he stepped forward a few paces and placed a hand on the shoulder of one of the young men who had just stood up and shouted. "Kid, this Mr. Huo you were talking about, is he the capital you used to yell at me? Too bad, he's not much either?"
The young man's face was full of panic, and he couldn't help but swallow. "Mr. Huo knows the Qin family patriarch, and, and he's even drunk with the Qin family patriarch!"
The young man's mind was already in a daze from fear, completely forgetting that the Mr. Huo he mentioned was too scared to speak.
"Hahaha!" Zhao Lin burst into laughter.
He turned his gaze back to the pale-faced Huo Yifeng. "Mr. Huo, I didn't expect you to have such broad connections, even knowing the Qin family patriarch."
Huo Yifeng dared not put on airs in front of Zhao Lin. At this moment, he wished he could strangle the young man who had spoken to death. Hadn't he made his own stance clear? He had never seen such a stupid traitor!
Huo Yifeng forced a smile, more like a grimace. "Brother Lin, Brother Lin, I, I only met the Qin family patriarch once."
"Oh, so should I kneel before you and beg you to forgive me quickly, or I'll be wiped out by the Qin family?"
"No, no, no." Huo Yifeng waved his hands frantically, terrified.
The arrogance he had displayed in front of his classmates earlier had vanished without a trace, replaced only by panic and nervousness.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Zhao Lin's eyes. He lowered his head and asked the young man, "Did you hear that? This is the extent of your capital to challenge me. Are you still daring to act tough in front of me?"
The young man had already been scared witless and couldn't help but burst into tears while sitting on his chair.
"Bang!"
Zhao Lin suddenly pressed down on the young man's head and slammed it violently onto the table in front of him.
The plates on the table shattered, and blood streamed from the young man's forehead.
"Ah!"
Several girls present screamed in terror.
The young man fainted on the table, completely terrified.
"What the hell is this? A bunch of trash, and you dare to act tough in front of me! Who the hell gave you the courage!" Zhao Lin pointed at everyone present and roared.
"Enough! Zhao Lin, you're going too far!"
Just then, Sun Mingyang stood up from his seat, glaring angrily at Zhao Lin.
"Oh ho, another one who's not afraid of death." Zhao Lin released the stunned young man and his gaze fell on Sun Mingyang.
He then said mockingly, "I am going too far, so what? Who told you to run into my gun when I'm in a bad mood today?"
"Brother Lin, Brother Lin, please calm down, calm down." Huo Yifeng dared not let the situation escalate.
He hurriedly bowed and grovelled to Zhao Lin's side, saying again, "Brother Lin, we'll leave right away, right away. All the expenses for tonight will be paid by me. Consider it a token of my sincerity, a tribute to you."
"Tribute to me? Kid, do you think I can't afford a meal?" Zhao Lin asked, patting Huo Yifeng's cheek.
"No, no, no." Huo Yifeng waved his hands frantically in fear. "How could someone of your status, Brother Lin, not afford a meal? This is all our fault for provoking you. Please be merciful, and we'll leave immediately. This meal will be on me, alright?"
Finally, he leaned close to Zhao Lin's ear and whispered, pointing in Sun Mingyang's direction.
Zhao Lin frowned slightly, clearly understanding Sun Mingyang's identity.
He smiled mockingly. "Alright, for your sake, I'll let you leave."
Before Huo Yifeng and the others could breathe a sigh of relief, Zhao Lin spoke again. "However, all the girls here must stay and have a few drinks and play with my brothers."
Upon hearing this, the female classmates present turned pale with fright.
Huo Yifeng appeared somewhat troubled. After all, he had organized this dinner. If he let his classmates stay and be humiliated, how could he face them in the future?
He quickly said, "Brother Lin, how about this, I'll call some beauties over from the nightclub next door. These are just ordinary girls, my classmates. Can you, for my sake..."
"Slap!"
Before Huo Yifeng could finish speaking, Zhao Lin raised his hand and slapped him directly across the face. "Giving you face, what the hell do you think you are?"
"I told you to get lost because you're paying for me. If you dare to babble in front of me again, I'll cut out your tongue!"
Huo Yifeng was completely terrified. His father was just an ordinary businessman with a little money. He dared not offend the right-hand man of the underground boss of Zhu Liang County. He hurriedly covered his mouth.
"Get lost! Don't spoil my mood!" Zhao Lin coldly reprimanded again.
This time, Huo Yifeng dared not say another word. He quickly waved his hand at the other male classmates.
"Mr. Huo."
"Brother Feng."
Seeing the female classmates casting pleading glances at him, Huo Yifeng could only pretend to be oblivious.
For a moment, the female classmates felt despair and turned their gazes to Sun Mingyang, as his status was undeniable.
All the other male students present stood up, wanting to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.
Sun Mingyang frowned and spoke again. "Zhao Lin, you are committing a crime."
"So what? If you have the guts, come and arrest me." Zhao Lin looked at Sun Mingyang mockingly, his face full of provocation.
"You!" Sun Mingyang pointed at Zhao Lin in anger.
"Bullying men and women, Zhao Lin, you have quite the nerve." However, at this moment, a calm voice echoed in the private room.
The sudden voice startled everyone present. All eyes turned to the only young man sitting at the dining table.
"Is Chen Fan looking for death?!"
"He probably can't bear to abandon his beautiful girlfriend."
"Holy crap, is the girlfriend more important than his life? Speaking like that, he'll definitely have his limbs broken!"
When they saw who had spoken, everyone's eyes widened in astonishment.