My Perfect Female CEO
Chapter 240 - 237 - Everything is in the Wine

Chapter 240: Chapter 237 - Everything is in the Wine

Wu Dahai was Zhang Fei’s top henchman. After Wu Dahai’s death, the strong man took his place.

Shen Yahut’s abduction was directly linked to Zhang Fei.

Because of this, Ye Fan couldn’t possibly spare Zhang Fei. Killing him was a certainty, and hearing Zhang Fei’s threats only intensified his desire to kill. He then signaled Chu Biyao to go ahead with the kill.

Chu Biyao indeed had concerns about Zhang Fei’s life or death. The death of such an underworld figure would surely invite retaliation. Han Bihong’s ten women didn’t care; they just followed orders.

Qiu Wen was determined to kill Zhang Fei, wanting to erase the series of humiliations he had inflicted on her.

Zhang Fei caught Ye Fan’s signal and realized that this man was the real backbone.

"Who are you?" Zhang Fei looked at Ye Fan, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Ye Fan didn’t bother to respond to Zhang Fei, nor did he even glance at him.

Zhang Fei didn’t have the chance to ask further because Qiu Wen’s intent to kill enveloped him.

"You stinking***, pushing your limits." Zhang Fei cursed.

"In a moment, I’ll make sure there’s no place for you to be buried." Qiu Wen, with a violent temperament, replied.

"Sisters, go and provide some support." Chu Biyao glanced at Han Bihong’s ten women.

"It’s just an underworld figure, not worth our worry. Let me assist." Han Bihong said this, and the other women had no objections. Indeed, in their eyes, Zhang Fei was ordinary and not worth mobilizing.

Under the combined attack of Han Bihong and Qiu Wen, Zhang Fei was in grave danger, facing crisis after crisis.

After three moves, Zhang Fei’s chest was slashed open by Qiu Wen, leaving a bone-deep wound, blood gushing out.

Another three moves, and Han Bihong delivered a flying kick to Zhang Fei’s abdomen, making him vomit fragmented organs and fly away.

If Zhang Fei was facing one woman, he still had some strength to resist. The attacks from two women forced him into a sorry state, utterly incapable of a hard fight. Additionally, the presence of Du Xueqi and others with their watchful eyes intimidated him psychologically. He knew how abnormal the ten women around Chu Biyao were, so how could he not be worried?

The henchmen lying on the ground, suppressing their pain and quietly groaning, watched as the Third Gang Leader fell into a perilous situation, helplessly looking on.

"What to do? Damn it, what should we do? Do these bastards really dare to kill the Third Gang Leader? Have they really eaten a leopard’s gall?" The henchmen thought fearfully.

A minute later, Zhang Fei was battered all over and fell to the ground again.

Under Qiu Wen and Han Bihong’s sharp attacks, he had no confidence or ability to match them.

"Damn it, you two stinking bitches, you dare to kill me." Fear surged in Zhang Fei’s heart; he never thought anyone would dare to kill him.

"Scum, I will tear you to pieces." Qiu Wen shouted.

Just as Zhang Fei was getting up and Qiu Wen and Han Bihong were about to charge in for the kill, Ye Fan’s indisputable voice sounded, "Move aside."

The two words drifted through the air, and everyone heard them, especially Qiu Wen and Han Bihong, who turned their heads slightly confused, wanting to see what was going on. Could it be that they weren’t going to kill Zhang Fei?

As they turned their heads, a wine bottle flew right past their eyes.

"Bang!" The bottle hit Zhang Fei’s forehead, shattering on impact, and his head nearly burst open. Zhang Fei fell, eyes wide with terror, dead, unwilling to close them even in death.

"What?" Han Bihong was startled; the speed of the bottle was extraordinarily fast, shocking her rightfully. She smiled bitterly and said, "I don’t know how strong he is, but since he can easily deal with us, he must be particularly formidable."

Qiu Wen also understood the reason her master did this was to prevent the disaster from reaching her. That’s why she personally killed Zhang Fei, after all, he was a big figure. Zhang Fei’s death would surely bring about a bloody storm.

"Bastard, you son of a bitch, you killed the Third Gang Leader, you killed the Third Gang Leader." The strong man and others howled, staring fiercely in Ye Fan’s direction.

"Didn’t get to kill Zhang Fei myself, so I’ll kill you instead." Qiu Wen, wielding a machete, charged at the strong man.

"Get away." The strong man, eyes wide with fear, shouted thrillingly.

"Slash!" With one stroke, Qiu Wen cut open the strong man’s neck, instantly taking the life of Zhang Fei’s powerful henchman. The other henchmen were mere small fry, not worthy of killing. She coldly instructed, "All of you get out. Even if you have to crawl, crawl out of the bar. Otherwise, I’ll have someone drag you out and chop off one of your legs."

The henchmen looked at each other and then accepted their fate, one by one standing up and pulling each other out of the bar.

As for the body of the Third Gang Leader, they couldn’t take it away, nor did they have the ability to do so.

"No wonder it’s the Fierce Tiger Gang, these henchmen are a bit tough, but they’re all scum." Qiu Wen sneered as she watched the henchmen leave. The Fierce Tiger Gang had its own rules, and the foremost quality they required from their henchmen was loyalty. Any disloyalty would be severely punished. Of course, the Fierce Tiger Gang dealt in reprehensible businesses.

"Clean up the shattered things and throw Zhang Fei’s body in a dumpster." Qiu Wen instructed the bar’s henchmen.

The henchmen began to get to work. Some went to deal with the bodies of Zhang Fei and the strong man, while more of them cleaned the blood and scattered debris.

A moment later, Qiu Wen gathered everyone to sit together.

Lu Xuehong busily mixed drinks.

"Thrilling, so thrilling. I played the role of a mafia boss today." Chu Biyao, full of joy, raised her glass and thanked Han Bihong’s ten women, "Thanks to you good sisters for your cooperation. The feeling of false pretense was wonderful."

"..." The ten women smiled wryly, clinking glasses with Chu Biyao. They had all become Chu Biyao’s good sisters. What else could they say? Naturally, whatever Chu Biyao said was what mattered. As long as Chu Biyao needed them, they would do their part, all because of the word ’sisters.’

"Master, you didn’t need to take the blame for killing Zhang Fei for me. I’ve long hated that bastard. If I could have killed him myself, that would have been satisfying. Now that you did it, it feels incomplete, a bit regrettable." Qiu Wen pouted, speaking aggrievedly.

"Aren’t you a bit too self-centered? I killed Zhang Fei because I had a grudge against him." Ye Fan said.

"Master, I know you never want people to remember your good deeds. I understand." Qiu Wen didn’t believe her master’s words. In her heart, her master was the type to help her but never admit it. She loudly said, "Master, don’t say anything else. I understand. Everything is in the wine. I toast to you and the boss."

Everyone was cheerful and clinked glasses heartily.