Supreme Hidden Dragon in the City
Chapter 40 I Want to Make the Zhao Family Disappear from Jiang City

Chapter 40: Chapter 40 I Want to Make the Zhao Family Disappear from Jiang City

Miami Bar.

This place was somewhere between a quiet bar and a nightclub, dimly lit, but without deafening music or a throng of dancing people, relatively relaxed overall.

Chen Fan and Su Qingyan were sitting in front of a booth, with numerous drinks on the table.

Chen Fan looked around, searching for Song Qian’s figure.

Song Qian was the lobby manager of the place, and should have been in an easily found spot, but Chen Fan did not see her.

At that moment, a waiter passed by, and Chen Fan stopped him, "Didn’t your Manager Song come to work today?"

The waiter said, "She did."

"Then why didn’t I see her?"

"There was a customer who specifically asked Manager Song to join them for a few drinks, she’s probably in the private room drinking with the client," the waiter explained.

Chen Fan could only nod.

Su Qingyan looked at Chen Fan with wide eyes, "That friend of yours... is a woman, right?"

Chen Fan nodded.

"Is she pretty?" Su Qingyan asked further.

"Pretty," Chen Fan answered honestly.

Su Qingyan’s gaze at Chen Fan instantly changed, "No wonder you are so eager to see her, looking from the moment we came in until now."

It was then that Chen Fan realized something was off and quickly said, "Qingyan, it’s not what you think. That friend is an old classmate of mine..."

Su Qingyan took a sip of her drink and turned her head away, "Don’t explain to me, it’s none of my business."

Chen Fan sensed a whiff of jealousy in the air.

At that moment, he saw Song Qian staggering out from a nearby private room, her face flushed with drunkenness, barely able to walk straight.

Following her out was Zhao Cheng and his several bodyguards.

Chen Fan frowned and quickly stood up.

Su Qingyan followed Chen Fan’s gaze, and upon seeing Zhao Cheng, her brow also furrowed slightly.

"That’s my friend, I’ll go have a look," Chen Fan said as he walked toward Song Qian.

Zhao Cheng leered at Song Qian’s enchanting figure, a hand resting on her shoulder, "Come to a hotel with brother tonight, and I’ll let you experience what it’s like to feel so good you’re in heaven."

Song Qian removed Zhao Cheng’s hand with reluctance, "Mr. Zhao, please don’t, I have to work."

Zhao Cheng placed his hand back on her, "How much do you earn from this job? Serve me well tonight, and I’ll give you more money than you could ever spend in your lifetime!"

Song Qian frowned and pushed Zhao Cheng away again, "Mr. Zhao, you’ve had too much to drink."

Zhao Cheng’s face darkened, and he slapped Song Qian across the face, cursing, "Goddamn it, you think you deserve my politeness? Do you really think I was asking for your opinion?"

"Let me tell you, I’ve decided on you tonight, and you’d better not resist, because that... will only excite me more!"

He then tossed Song Qian to his bodyguards behind him, "Take her to the hotel with me, when I’m done, you guys can have a taste too!"

Song Qian was a frail woman to begin with, and now intoxicated, she simply couldn’t break free from the grasp of the bodyguards.

Zhao Cheng licked his lips as he watched Song Qian struggle, then turned to leave.

However, as he turned, a foot kicked towards him, aiming straight for his face.

"Shit!" Zhao Cheng screamed, falling to the ground, and when he looked up, he realized the person who had attacked was Chen Fan, the same man who had twice ruined his plans.

"It’s you again, you damn bastard!" Zhao Cheng gnashed his teeth, his face twisted with malice.

Chen Fan looked at the bodyguards holding Song Qian and said, "Let her go."

The bodyguards exchanged glances before moving to lay hands on Chen Fan.

Chen Fan vanished from the spot in an instant, and as a few screams rang out, the bodyguards lay twitching on the ground.

"Are you okay?" Chen Fan steadied Song Qian as he supported her.

Song Qian shook her head, her face still bearing the remnants of panic.

Su Qingyan followed suit, taking Song Qian from Chen Fan, signaling for him to be at ease.

Zhao Cheng, seeing Su Qingyan also present, had intended to revert to his previously righteous facade to salvage his image, but realizing it would be a waste of time, he gave up the idea.

He didn’t hold any hopes that Su Qingyan would have a good impression of him.

Chen Fan nodded at Su Qingyan before turning to Zhao Cheng, who lay sprawled on the ground, "Do people like you really think there’s no law in this land?"

Zhao Cheng scoffed, "Law? In this society, you have law only if you have money! She’s just a nobody without any backing, what’s wrong with me venting on her a bit? At the worst, I’ll just compensate her with money afterward. But you, always meddling in my affairs, why do you like to be such a busybody?"

Rage flared on Chen Fan’s face as he kicked Zhao Cheng in the face, "You’re truly a beast!"

Zhao Cheng, nose bleeding from the kick, glared at Chen Fan with bloodshot eyes, "All you lowlifes just think so highly of yourselves. Wake up, your existence is merely to provide amusement for rich people like me!"

Chen Fan’s anger was fully ignited, and a ball of Spiritual Energy began to condense in the palm of his hand.

Zhao Cheng, inexplicably terrified, suddenly remembered the Protective Amulet given to him by a master, and hurriedly took it out, aiming it at Chen Fan, "This is a Protective Amulet from a master, if you dare hit me again, I’ll take you down with me!"

Chen Fan snorted coldly, "Then try it!"

Zhao Cheng promptly threw the talisman at Chen Fan.

A yellow light appeared, and the talisman instantly turned to raging flames, spreading in all directions.

Chen Fan’s pupils constricted, as he invoked his Divine Skills with an Imperial Decree, bellowing, "Water, come forth!"

A mass of water materialized out of nowhere, enveloping the flames, and in the blink of an eye, extinguished them, and the talisman fell to the ground.

Zhao Cheng hurried over, picking up the talisman and gearing up to attack Chen Fan again.

Chen Fan’s face was vigilant, having never encountered such supernatural methods before since embarking on the path of cultivation.

"You’re done for!" Zhao Cheng yelled, throwing the talisman once more.

However, this time the talisman only sparked a small flame before fizzling like a dud, emitting a puff of smoke and then falling silent.

Chen Fan glanced at the now ineffective talisman, then turned his gaze to Zhao Cheng, "Is that all?"

Zhao Cheng was dumbfounded, swallowed hard, and started to speak, "Big Brother, I admit I may have been a bit rash just now..."

Without another word, Chen Fan kicked him and then unleashed a whole sequence of Martial Arts on him.

Zhao Cheng screamed pitifully but his eyes became even more sinister, "I’m telling you, I’ll take this beating today, but I’m set on having that woman! You can protect her temporarily, but can you do so forever? There will be times when you’re not by her side, right? Then I’ll humiliate her tenfold, a hundredfold — what will you do to me then!"

"Don’t think you’re some savior! I am the young master of the Zhao family! My father is the top real estate developer in Jiangcheng; no matter how capable you are, can you withstand the entire Zhao family?"

Chen Fan grabbed Zhao Cheng by the neck, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "You’re asking for death!"

Zhao Cheng’s face turned purple in an instant, eyes bulging as he kicked his legs frantically.

Seeing this, Su Qingyan hurried over and shook Chen Fan, "Chen Fan, if you keep this up, someone will die, and you’ll go to prison!"

Only then did Chen Fan come back to his senses and let go of Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng took the chance to scamper out of the bar like a madman.

Su Qingyan looked at Chen Fan with concern, "Chen Fan, calm down."

Chen Fan stood in place, silent for a long while, before turning his head to Su Qingyan, "I will make the Zhao family disappear from Jiangcheng!"