?Mobile reading Watching those three girls buzzing with excitement, Qin Feng felt utterly frustrated—he had to step outside and freshen up. Eight-zero e-book As soon as he stepped out of the room, a woman in full makeup approached him with a bright smile, saying, "Hey, would you like to go up and have some fun?" In KTVs, there are usually dedicated areas for guests to enjoy such activities—though the facilities aren't luxurious, they meet basic needs, and the pricing is quite affordable. Qin Feng frowned, "I'm not interested." Instead of backing off, the woman reached out to grasp his arm, and began to speak in a stream of complaints, "Are you doubting my skills? Don't worry—I'm an expert in deep-throating, ice-hot, and triple-technique, guaranteed to leave you absolutely thrilled. The price is negotiable." Qin Feng looked dismissive—he was a clean, well-mannered young man, and how could he let such a woman's messy hands touch him? He swiftly stepped to the side. "Ah!" The woman gasped dramatically, then collapsed to one side. Man, this fake fall is way too obvious! I didn't even touch you—aren't you learning the fake falls from the Chinese national team? Nothing special at all. "Someone's hit me! Help!" she shouted loudly. Qin Da-Shao was still caught in the moment of her fake fall, still not fully recovered, when already several men with tattoos had arrived with strong, imposing presence. "Who dares to hit someone like me? Are they going crazy?" the leading tattooed man exclaimed, pointing at Qin Feng. "You must be the one! What nerve!" Qin Feng finally realized they were all on the same page. "Ladies and gentlemen," he said coldly, "my performance has been quite poor. I suggest you go back and rehearse again. At the very least, wait until you can't see any flaws before stepping out on stage." The tattooed man's face turned pale but his heart didn't skip a beat. With a wave of his hand, he said, "Those who attacked me still act so arrogant! Brothers, give them a good lesson and then kick them out of the old street!" These men were hired by Xiao Hei specifically to deal with Qin Feng—the one who kept getting in the way. Even if Qin Feng agreed to pay and settle, these tough guys wouldn't let him off the hook. "Then let's do it!" Qin, the young noble, adhered to the principle of striking first. Before the tattooed man could move, he had already taken action. Thud... thud... Then—crash! Under the astonished gaze of the stunning woman, several strong tattooed men were knocked to the ground one after another. Most lost consciousness from pain, while only the leader remained, clutching his severely injured right leg, gasping like a wild beast. Qin calmly glanced at the couple and said coldly, "You'd better keep your eyes open and remember my face. Next time, don't dare to cross me again!" With that, he stepped forward to leave. The stunning woman suddenly shouted in a loud, strained voice, "Murder! Assault! Someone's been attacked—come quickly!" He was simply too dark—compared to Qin Feng, who truly counted as a classic "white-faced" young man. "Stop! Don't hit me! I'm Xiao Hei! I'm not on their side!" Xiao Hei cried out, already being lifted off the ground by Qin's single hand gripping his collar. "Don't think I don't know what you're up to," Qin Feng said, speaking with a tone of authority and threat. "Listen carefully—don't want to die, just stay calm!" He added, "Your own butt, you clean yourself. Got it?" Xiao Hei was utterly terrified. How could he not have sensed he'd stepped on a hard spot? He quickly nodded, saying, "Got it." Only then did Qin Feng release him and walk straight toward the door, lighting a cigarette to ease the mounting tension. It took a while before the tattooed man and the glamorous woman recovered. Xiao Hei kept apologizing, even pulling out several thousand yuan to cover their medicine expenses, only then managing to smooth things over. After finishing his cigarette, Qin Feng returned to the dining room. Fang Fei immediately said with growing displeasure, "Where have you been? For this long? If you dare to sneak out again, I'll make sure to tell your sister you're a complete disaster!" Qin Feng was quite furious, thinking to himself how truly ungrateful this was—how could it be that the very person who had been so kind to them, the one who had helped them hold off the little black, had now managed to bewitch all three of them? Little Black's plan was to first drive off the "Running Mates," then deliver a bottle of specially diluted foreign wine into the group, and once the three women were unconscious, he would go on to do whatever he pleased. Beyond just bewitching them, he had a habit of taking their bare photos during the process, using them as leverage to keep the victims from speaking up—so afraid were they of being exposed that they dared not mention what had happened. By the time the little black outside had thought it all through, he felt increasingly embarrassed. Just a minute ago, the tattooed man had called to say that the amount he had received was insufficient—far short of what was needed even to fix the woman's dental work, let alone the The idea of coming out with a loss—like a chicken thief who ends up losing his grain—started spreading. Xiao Hei thought, "My friends, we're well-respected figures on this street. To suffer such a major setback, especially one that goes unnoticed, and then have it broadcast around—how can we still maintain our standing? No, we must regain our dignity. Besides, I didn't even hit anyone. What makes me pay the price?" He quickly thought of a plan. Moreover, Xiao Hei said that not only did Qin Feng and his colleagues not want to pay money, but they even intended to claim money from him. The lead officer immediately produced the handcuffs clipped to his waist and addressed his three colleagues: "You three, come with me and let's go inside to arrest them!" Xiao Hei quickly added: "Mainly that man—arrest him and whatever demands you make, go ahead! As for the three female colleagues, I have a good relationship with them, so please don't trouble them."