Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

GK Bar, the city's largest nightlife venue, is a melting pot of all sorts of people, a place of extravagance and debauchery.

Wearing a mask, Yao Gongyue slipped inside and, in a most inconspicuous corner, ordered a juice and waited for her chance.

I remember Yu Lili telling me when I was in school that bars are places where you can find all sorts of people. Most of the people there are young people who come to relax, so there must be someone who knows how to sneak out, or if you're lucky, you might even run into someone who makes fake IDs. It's always inconvenient not to have your own ID.

It was already past one o'clock, and Yao Gongyue was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open. Finally, after the girls surrounding the handsome bartender at the bar had all awkwardly left, she perked up, patted her face, and limped into the restroom.

She quickly washed her face, looked up, and saw a girl in the mirror with bright eyes and white teeth, skin like jade, eyebrows like distant mountains, and long eyelashes like raven feathers. She took down her high-coiled long hair, and instantly her black silk cascaded down like a waterfall, making her look like a bewitching beauty who could bring ruin to a country.

"Alas, Qin Qiong sold his horse, Yang Zhi sold his sword, and this fairy is now destitute!"

After saying that, he shamelessly smiled sweetly at the girl next to him who was touching up her makeup in broken English, "Little beauty, could I borrow your lipstick?"

She dabbed a little lipstick on her pale fingertip and applied it to her pink lips, instantly making her look stunning. The girl next to her was completely mesmerized.

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"Hi! Little brother!" Upon reaching the bar, the affected, childish voice of the bartender sent chills down everyone's spine. The bartender, who was playing on his phone, looked up abruptly. Faced with such stunning beauty, everyone's reaction was more or less the same.

bang~

The phone fell directly onto the table, and the aloof boy who had previously coldly rejected the girl's advances instantly blushed.

"What's your name, young man?" The glamorous girl pretended not to notice his lapse in composure.

"Wang, Wang Peng!" the boy stammered out.

"A Chinese person?" Yao Gongyue was so excited that she immediately revealed her true colors, her sweet and childish voice instantly returning to normal.

"Hmm! You too?" The boy's eyes shone brightly.

"Fellow countryman!" Forgetting all about shyness, she excitedly grabbed the boy's wrist and stomped her feet as she met a compatriot in a foreign land. "Wang Peng, I was kidnapped here. Can you help me escape?"

Upon hearing this, the young man frowned and stared at the excessively beautiful girl in front of him.

She didn't seem to be lying. She's so beautiful; if she got caught, she'd definitely be in big trouble.

The young man was full of passion, and they were from the same hometown. After weighing the options, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm at work right now and can't leave. If you trust me, go to my single dormitory and wait for me to get off work. I'll find a way to get you away!"

After saying that, as if remembering something, he added, "Don't easily trust any Chinese people you meet here!"

Yao Gongyue nodded gratefully, tears welling up in her eyes. She took out her mask again, put it on, and followed the boy to the staff elevator at the back, going up to the 12th-floor staff dormitory.

Wang Peng was a bartender hired by the bar at a high price. His salary was good, and his dormitory was very clean. After settling her in, he poured her a glass of water. The young man said awkwardly, "The sheets and blankets were just changed. If you are sleepy, you can rest first. I will be back as soon as I get off work."

"Yes, thank you!" Yao Gongyue herself did not expect that she would run into a fellow villager by chance, when she only wanted to get some useful information.

Wang Peng couldn't leave for too long, so he closed the door and left in a hurry.

boom! boom! boom!

As soon as the boy stepped out of the elevator, a huge noise erupted in the bar lobby, causing screams from the crowd. Everyone was terrified, and the lobby instantly descended into chaos.

"Turn on the lights, everyone squat down!" The rough male voice finished speaking, and the bright white light tore through the ambiguous atmosphere, exposing all the filth and darkness under the cold light. Many women were disheveled and hurriedly pulled up their cloaks to cover themselves. Some of the men were shirtless, while others were drunk and dazed, displaying all sorts of ugly behavior.

"Damn it, I told you to squat, are you deaf?"

Only then did people realize that the man who had spoken earlier was a bald giant about 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, with tattooed arms, a centipede-like scar running from his eyebrow to behind his ear, and an AK-47 slung over his shoulder in one hand, looking quite terrifying.

Behind that man, dozens of burly men dressed in black short-sleeved shirts followed, each carrying a gun, looking fierce and terrifying.

"Where's the boss? Get your boss out here!" Scarface said, kicking the nearest waiter, who scrambled to the back to find the boss.

"Young Master!" Scarface cleared a space, pulled over a sofa, and respectfully bowed to the man who followed him in.

Nuohan, exuding a murderous aura and with bloodshot eyes, sat down on the sofa with a cold face, his military boots covered in mud.

They went out to assassinate Hong Jin that night, but the man seemed to have grown tentacles. He must have sensed something, because he wasn't in the command center of the municipal building. Even after everyone inside had left, he didn't show up. They could only leave in anger.

But when he returned to the courtyard, his little moon had vanished without a trace.

This rough-around-the-edges guy is straightforward when it comes to relationships. Since they've already talked things out this afternoon, she's his wife now.

The man was furious that his newlywed wife had been gone the moment he touched her feet; he was so enraged he nearly ripped the repair shop apart. He pressed the gun to Runpa's forehead, held his breath for a few moments, and then roughly wiped his face.

"Go. Find all our men and investigate them! Take my dragon claw ring, and kill anyone who refuses!" He held the symbol of the head of the largest gang in Southeast Asia. He had never actually intended to use it, but what was the point of all that stubbornness when he had already lost his wife?

Once the Dragon Claw Finger appeared, he had no way out.

Frustrated, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. The bluish-gray smoke swirled around him, and the man, exuding a strong murderous aura, was like a refrigerator, gradually turning the once humid and warm hall into a chilling place.

"Boss, boss!" A moment later, the bar owner came downstairs with his hands clasped together, looking as if he had lost his parents. He bowed and scraped, smiling obsequiously at the man sitting in the crowd, whom he had never seen before in the area.

"My wife came here two hours ago. Find her and pay for the broken lights!" The man on the sofa was straightforward and to the point.

"Huh?" The bar owner was completely bewildered. He wiped the cold sweat from his brow and bent over. "May I ask who you are, madam?"

"Moon!" Mentioning her name, a warm current flowed through the man's chest. He hadn't seen her for only a few hours, but he already missed her terribly. He glared at the man beside him in annoyance, "You don't even deserve to know her. Get everyone out here. If we can't find her, I'll blow up this building."

Bandits, gangsters, terrorists.

The boss was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he quickly arranged for people to be called out from the entire building.

Hearing the noise outside, Yao Gongyue instinctively sensed danger and hid in the wardrobe. She was an accident to begin with; the people looking for her knew Wang Peng was in the hall and ran downstairs without even knocking.

"Boss! Everyone in the building is here, what do you think?" The boss wiped his sweat, waiting nervously for the man on the sofa to speak.

Nuohan's wolfish eyes swept over the crowd squatting in front of him, not missing a single face, but he still couldn't see the girl who had captivated his soul.

Moon, where have you gone?

Click!

Losing his patience, the man pulled a pistol from his back waist, cocked it deftly, and with one hand, forcefully pried open the boss's mouth, sticking the gun in. "You fucking dare to fool me?"