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"Crash!" The violent sound of something crashing echoed from the bathroom. Jessica curiously leaned in, just in time to see Jack Tang sprawled on the floor, unconscious.
Zheng Yifan shook his arms; the weight wasn't too much to handle. However, the overwhelming smell of alcohol from his fellow was combined with the constant struggle, making it quite a laborious task.
Stepping out of the bathroom, Zheng Yifan collapsed onto the sofa. It felt really good, as if he had completely forgotten all his strength, feeling like an ordinary person for once.
No longer using any powers beyond that of an average person, Zheng Yifan truly enjoyed the sensation of being normal.
Sipping the fine wine on the table, Zheng Yifan gradually relaxed. The dancing outside was getting more intense, yet he felt a sense of disconnection. Everything around him seemed less real, while the events in the Apocalyptic World felt more genuine.
Shaking his head, Zheng Yifan poured himself another drink. He didn't even know what it was; he just lowered his head and drank. There was no need for fuss—he could finish all the drinks at the bar without getting drunk.
In the private room, Zheng Yifan waited for the next program. He didn't believe Jessica had brought him here just to enjoy some drinks and experience the Las Vegas bar scene.
Sure enough, as time passed, he hadn't seen Jessica at all. Instead, loud music filled the room. Having not enjoyed this kind of atmosphere for a year, Zheng Yifan had no idea what the latest trendy songs were; he only felt his blood boil from the pulsating sounds and powerful beats.
A dozen beautiful women filed in one after another—this must be what Jessica had arranged. Each woman had different skin tones and body types, each exuding their own charm.
Of course, there were no super-sized women among them. Jessica probably knew that Zheng Yifan would never be interested in that type.
The women seemed to have been well-prepared. When they reached the center of the room, they pressed a few buttons somewhere, and several poles emerged from the floor, slowly rising up.
The voluptuous figures almost made Zheng Yifan dizzy with their mesmerizing movements.
The provocative dance was clearly designed for him to see every detail, igniting all the pent-up frustration he had accumulated over these days!
The entire room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. As the music reached its midpoint, Zheng Yifan hardly heard a few lines before he saw those ladies dancing seductively, their bodies swaying like sinuous serpents.
Suddenly, the entire scene fell silent. The music shifted abruptly from its previously wild tempo to a new, seductive melody. The women parted to reveal the steel pole at the center, and all eyes turned enviously toward Zheng Yifan, some filled with unmistakable hints of desire.
His figure seemed to drift further away. Just as Zheng Yifan was getting into the groove, he suddenly halted. The sensation of alcohol sliding down his throat made him feel invigorated, his heart racing faster.
Then he saw her—a stunning figure he had never imagined could exist. She appeared like a celestial being stepping down from the clouds, moving gracefully without leaving a trace, exuding an enchanting fragrance. What captivated Zheng Yifan even more was her outfit; it was definitely lace! Wasn't it? Her body was like that of a fairy, a devilish figure. It was as if she were a dream, her silhouette lightly entwining around the metal pole, her movements sultry and alluring.
This moment of beauty was displayed solely for Zheng Yifan. The women nearby watched with envy, knowing they were merely supporting characters in this performance. The breathtaking girl, who seemed almost otherworldly, was putting in all her effort just to win the favor of the man across from her.
An Asian—a race that is hardly accepted by mainstream society.
She swayed wildly. Zheng Yifan felt his blood boiling; his body began to respond in ways it naturally would. His gaze grew increasingly heated; some men are creatures who think with their lower halves. There’s some truth to that, but it only applies at certain times and with specific people—like Jessica across from him. In moments like this, there was no hint of aversion between them; rather, there was a budding attraction!
As if they were perfectly in sync, Jessica slowly moved closer to Zheng Yifan. The slightly sweaty beauty approached with a seductive gait that no man could resist!
Zheng Yifan reached out his hands, wanting to embrace the woman who was throwing herself at him.
“Bang!” At that critical moment, the door was violently kicked open—not pushed with hands but kicked with feet. Zheng Yifan had a habit of not bringing bodyguards when he went out, and there was no one at the entrance. Many people had passed by earlier, but those who barged in now were clearly not up to any good.
However, it was Jessica who reacted more strongly. She was wearing what could almost be considered lingerie; though key areas were still covered, she was still very much on display for those men.
If it were just Zheng Yifan alone, she would have been more than willing to indulge in a Victoria's Secret moment with him. But now, with several clearly unsavory fellows appearing here, her mood had soured considerably.
“Ah!” Jessica gasped and instinctively leaped into Zheng Yifan's arms. It was an automatic reaction; Zheng Yifan quickly draped his jacket over her shoulders. Unfortunately, his athletic wear was not very large; it barely covered her upper body and half of her curvy backside!
“Wow! What an explosive show! Where did old Hawk find such a gem without telling us? This is just too disrespectful,” sneered the leader of the thugs as he eyed Jessica as if he could see right through Zheng Yifan's clothing.
"Boss! There's no Jack here!" one of the thugs said beside him.
Although Zheng Yifan's English wasn't very good, he could occasionally understand a few phrases. For instance, that mention of Jack!
The only Jack Zheng Yifan knew was Jack Tang, the guy who had passed out in the bathroom.
"Boss! Over here!" Just as Zheng Yifan was coming to this realization, several thugs had already dragged Jack Tang out from the ground.
They treated him like a dead dog, completely ignoring any obstacles on the floor, and each time they passed by, they would kick him hard.
One thug opened a bottle of red wine on the table, took a couple of swigs, and then poured the entire contents over Jack Tang's head.
The nearby women looked on in horror at the scene!
Do they know what kind of wine that is? It's from the British Royal Winery, Treasure! It's definitely one of the most expensive wines in the world. The last time it appeared at a major auction in France, it sold for $170,000. The price alone was jaw-dropping.
Yet this expensive bottle of wine was being wasted like this.
Jessica watched her carefully prepared wine-tasting event fall apart, her future prospects slipping away along with the young and handsome Zheng Yifan, who seemed to have taken flight, replaced by a group of disgusting street thugs.
Especially that provocatively handsome White Girl thug, who walked up to Zheng Yifan with a wicked grin and slapped Jessica's rear end hard.
"Ah!" Startled, Jessica turned pale, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably.
She had originally wanted to give Zheng Yifan a fresh start and see if they could establish a relationship. More importantly, she wanted to make Zheng Yifan's trip to Las Vegas less dull. She had been here many times before; it was indeed a playground for the wealthy. But for someone like Zheng Yifan, it wasn't the best place to be.
Because there are too many temptations here, if one cannot hold onto their true self, they may very well end up deceived or lose everything.
Even though Zheng Yifan's current funds rank among the top in the world, in the face of these terrifying forces in the casinos, he feels so vulnerable.
Now, she truly fears that something might happen to Zheng Yifan here. To tempt him, she had not brought many bodyguards; only two were on their way. She had originally planned to take care of Zheng Yifan first before letting the bodyguards arrive, but who knew such a situation would arise.
"You guys have really managed to get me fired up!" Zheng Yifan gently picked up Jessica and placed her on the sofa, trying to shield her alluring figure as he lightly kissed her forehead.
"Now! You have two choices. First, chop off your two Claws and crawl out! Second! From now on, there will be no existence of people like you in this world!" Zheng Yifan clapped his hands lightly.
Behind him, Jessica choked up as she translated for Zheng Yifan. Her heart was filled with excitement and gratitude; her boss stood up at the most critical and helpless moment. Now, he faced more than a dozen reckless thugs alone. What was even more terrifying was that Jessica had already recognized their identities.
They were debt collectors from Doug Casino. The fierce tattoo of an Old Dog on their bodies was the beloved pet of Doug Casino's Boss, named Doug!
"Kid! Are you joking?" a few thugs laughed loudly, looking at Zheng Yifan as if he were a fool.
How ridiculous! Did he really think this was a scene from The Godfather? They were enforcers for Doug Casino, undoubtedly the most vicious group of thugs in Las Vegas. No one had ever been so arrogant in front of them—absolutely no one.
"Hahaha! Fuck you! Fool! We won't stoop to your level, but that girl of yours! She's going to belong to us from now on!" The dozen or so thugs moved forward, intending to grab Jessica and take her away for some fun.
At that moment, a flash of light illuminated the entire private room with a silver glow!
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