The Road to Becoming a Son-in-Law

Chapter 97 Don't I have any pride?

After several conversations, Chen Feng finally understood.

This group of guys were carrying information they'd stolen from the Martial Arts Association, containing methods for awakening the intelligence of various ancient artifacts. Their goal seemed to be obtaining these artifacts and making a deal with their employer.

"The employer is this guy, the owner of an entertainment club. People like him do dirty black business and are suspicious by nature. I've already investigated this bar and I think that if I go in too often, I might alert him. So this time, only you can go."

Zhang Jingyi said apologetically, "I'm sorry that you had to deal with these things head-on on your first mission."

"It's nothing, he's just a hotel owner. Don't worry, Senior Sister Zhang, leave this to me and Chen Feng, we'll get the stuff back perfectly."

Yan Luo patted her chest, speaking with righteous indignation, which made Chen Feng stare at her ample bosom, muttering to himself, "If you pat it again, it'll be gone..."

Yan Luo almost bit her teeth to pieces.

Zhang Jingyi was somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected that the boy who ranked first in this assessment seemed... a little unreliable?

Chen Feng liked quick and decisive action, and upon hearing that it was a bar, he immediately decided to go and check it out. Night fell as expected.

Eight o'clock.

The bar cabinets were filled with a dazzling array of liquors, and at that moment, the lights in the bar flickered and the colorful lights were so bright that it was hard to open one's eyes.

Chen Feng bought a drink at the front desk and looked around.

The bartender, with his shrewd eyes, misunderstood and chuckled, "Brother, is this your first time here?"

Chen Feng was taken aback, his heart sinking: How did this guy know? Had he been exposed?

Then he quickly and embarrassedly touched his forehead and asked, "How did you know? It's...quite lively, huh?"

"Of course." The bartender's eyes flashed with disdain at his reaction, but he concealed it well.

He said, "After all, I've seen a lot of people. Someone like you is obviously openly waiting to find girls. I still have pretty good eyesight."

As soon as he uttered those words, Yan Sen became increasingly suggestive. Chen Feng noticed this and turned around to see a heavily made-up face.

"Hey, young man, is this your first time here?"

Her almond-shaped eyes were bright and sparkling, and her eyelashes, under the colorful light, looked like tiny brushes, casting two shadows on her face.

With her blood-red lips, she looked no different from a young delinquent at first glance.

If Chen Feng weren't so familiar with Yan Luo, he would have slapped her away right now.

What the hell? Doesn't this person know that her current outfit makes her look like a female ghost?

He was filled with horror. Yan Luo immediately noticed his disgust, her almond-shaped eyes glaring at him, her anger rising.

Did this guy even know how many hours it took her to put on this makeup? He immediately started pestering her.

"Hey bro, aren't you stunned by what I've seen? Aren't you going to buy me a drink?" Yan Luo squinted and sat down next to Chen Feng, pretending to be friendly.

The overwhelming scent of perfume nearly killed Chen Feng on the spot.

He pondered for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Just how much hatred do you have for me?"

Yan Luo glanced at his expression and gave him a smug smile: "This was specially prepared to suit you. Let me tell you, I'm going to be very popular tonight. Right, bartender?"

As she spoke, she gave the bartender a coquettish look.

This guy has seen plenty of women here, but he's never seen anyone like Yan Luo before.

She's proactive, beautiful, and has a great figure... even though her chest isn't very developed, she still has a certain allure!

Anyone with a discerning eye could immediately tell that she was different from the women in this circle. Not to mention him, even the regulars here couldn't help but glance at her.

Chen Feng was about to stand up when Yan Luo stopped him: "Hey, where are you going? She really likes you, do you want to play with me?"

When you're acting... try to act seriously, don't be like this...

Chen Feng swallowed hard, suddenly realizing that Yan Luo's clothes seemed a bit too revealing. He looked down and his gaze fell on her slightly flat chest...

"Oh my god!" Chen Feng looked up at the sky with a regretful expression.

Yan Luo naturally saw it and said in a coquettish voice, "Hmph, now you know how charming I am, don't you?"

"With no flesh on your chest, who gave you the courage to wear this outfit out here?" Chen Feng glanced at it again before sighing.

Yan Luo thought she had misheard, but then realized what she had heard and threw a punch at him.

Chen Feng easily dodged, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw three men in black suits suddenly emerge from the doorway and walk into the bustling store.

The one in the middle of the three was carrying a white briefcase.

"Here you are," he said softly, his expression becoming slightly more serious.

Yan Luo blinked and saw that Chen Feng had already stood up. She muttered, "Hey... wait for me."

"I'm going to the restroom, are you going to follow me?" Chen Feng turned around and asked teasingly.

Yan Luo stamped her foot and refused to follow. But she was frustrated that Chen Feng wouldn't listen to her threats or cajoling.

He said he was going to the restroom, but Chen Feng went directly to the back.

There were too many people, and no one noticed that he was with three men in black suits.

The three men, carrying suitcases, made their intentions quite clear; they went straight to the stairwell.

From the information Zhang Jingyi provided, Chen Feng roughly understood the layout of the second floor, which resembled private rooms in a KTV, except that the behavior inside was bolder, and all sorts of transactions took place there.

Seeing the three of them enter the private room, Chen Feng wasn't so reckless. After all, it was an A-level mission, and who knew what they might encounter?

Just then, his phone rang.

It's Senior Sister Zhang Jingyi.

He answered the phone and heard a low voice on the other end: "Chen Feng, don't go in yet. The number and level of the martial artists inside exceed what we expected. Let's stop here for tonight."

Chen Feng readily agreed and hummed in agreement, but looking down from the second-rate corridor, he was surprised to see two greasy-smiling people standing next to Yan Luo.

"What's going on here..." he wondered, "They actually like her looks?"

While still on the phone, Zhang Jingyi said earnestly, "Junior brother, you have to be careful with girls these days, or you'll lose them if you let go."

Chen Feng's face twitched. He really didn't like the girl, but... damn it, where was the blond guy's hand going?

"Fat cat, it's time for you to prove yourself."

Chen Feng hurriedly called the fat cat out of the ring. The cat immediately appeared unnoticed at Chen Feng's feet, its eyelids still drooping, clearly not understanding why it had come out while it was sleeping soundly.

Then, in the next moment, before it could even react, its body felt light as Chen Feng lifted its tail, swung it around like a sandbag, and threw it down.

Fat Cat: Don't I have any dignity?!

One is born, the second is cooked.

The cat that had been thrown out spotted Yan Luo's groping hand and slapped it down with its paw, still indignant... "I'll beat that brat to a pulp sooner or later!"