Ultimate: Black Dragon's adopted son, I am the true Demon King!

Duan Yu patted his pockets up and down, took out a cigarette from his cigarette case.

"Snapped!"

A crisp snap of his fingers rang out, and a flame rose from Duan Yu's fingertips, igniting the cigarette in his mouth.

"Hiss... Huff~"

"What's your name?"

A cloud of white smoke billowed from Duan Yu's mouth, hitting Gou Hao's face, which was contorted with pain.

"Cough cough! Cough cough!"

Gou Hao coughed violently, whether from choking or pain, it was hard to tell.

He struggled to his feet and gritted his teeth as he looked at Duan Yu.

"Gou Hao!"

Duan Yu kicked again, and even though the other party was on guard, they couldn't block it. The other party flew back seven or eight meters away, knocking over a large number of booths.

The surrounding guests were completely captivated, forming a large circle around him and following Duan Yu's every step.

The footsteps stopped in front of Gou Hao. Before he could look up, the burning pain from the high temperature filled his forehead. The sudden pain made Gou Hao's body tremble uncontrollably. Faintly, the pervasive smell of burning filled his nostrils.

With a flick of his finger, Duan Yu extinguished the cigarette butt on Gou Hao's forehead, then grabbed Gou Hao's hair and lifted his head up.

"My name is Duan Yu. Remember this name. If you want revenge, come find me anytime."

Duan Yu looked down at Gou Hao, a smile spreading across his lips, revealing a set of white teeth, like a vicious tiger hunting its prey. The suffocating pressure was like a vacuum bag constantly sucking out the air, tightly enveloping his entire body.

At that moment, the oppressive feeling brought by Duan Yu was more terrifying than that of the behind-the-scenes boss that Gou Hao feared. He didn't even dare to look Duan Yu in the eye.

Even with all this commotion, Rex hasn't shown up. It seems he really isn't at the Black Cat Hotel.

With that thought in mind, Duan Yu no longer had the desire to waste any more time on Gou Hao.

"You're lucky. I'm not really in the mood to kill anyone today. Zhou Qiang, right? Bring me a case of beer, I'll treat him to a drink."

Duan Yu turned around and called out to Zhou Qiang, the mediator next to the bar behind him.

When Duan Yu called his name, Zhou Qiang, who instantly became the focus of the crowd, began to regret telling Duan Yu his name earlier. He wanted to refuse, but he didn't have the courage to do so. Gou Hao, the second-in-command of the bar, had already been kicked to death by Duan Yu. With his weak body, he probably couldn't even withstand one kick.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Qiang appeared beside Duan Yu carrying a case of beer. After carefully putting it down, he quickly left, afraid of being caught in an unwarranted disaster.

"I admit defeat this time, Duan Yu, right? I'll finish this first, as an apology..."

Thinking that Duan Yu wanted to settle their score over a drink, Gou Hao forced himself to get up and was about to pick up a beer to apologize to Duan Yu when he found that Duan Yu had already pulled out a bottle of beer before him. Before he could finish speaking, a dark shadow flashed past his eyes, and with a "bang," a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his head.

Liquor and shards of glass splattered everywhere. A warm sensation came from Gou Hao's head. He reached up and touched it, and a blinding crimson filled his eyes.

Only then did Gou Hao and the surrounding guests finally understand what Duan Yu meant by inviting them to drink.

Before Gou Hao could react, Duan Yu pulled out another bottle of beer and smashed it on his forehead.

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

The sound of shattering bottles echoed continuously. At first, the surrounding guests seemed relaxed, even somewhat relieved.

After all, Gou Hao was the second-in-command of the Black Cat Hotel. He was arrogant and domineering, and everyone present had been harassed by him to some extent. However, after drinking seven or eight bottles, Gou Hao began to sway unsteadily, and his face was stained red with blood. He looked as if he had been pulled out of a blood plasma, and his face was no longer recognizable.

But Duan Yu seemed oblivious, continuing to smash bottle after bottle over Gou Hao's head with a blank expression.

Every time the sound of the bottle shattering rang out, it felt like it was hitting the hearts of those around them, especially Gou Hao's gang. They weren't inexperienced in killing people, but compared to killing people, the sound of the bottle breaking seemed to be even more terrifying!

Looking at Duan Yu's arrogant demeanor, Wang Mali's eyes gleamed with even stronger curiosity. In the eighteen years of her life that had been arranged for her, she had never seen such a person, nor had she ever witnessed such a scene. Unconsciously, she walked step by step to Duan Yu's side, watching him smash Gou Hao's head repeatedly at close range.

Interested? Want to give it a try?

Duan Yu noticed Wang Mali's figure, and extended the wine bottle to her, extending an invitation.

"May I?"

She asked a question, but Wang Mali's hand had already taken the heavy wine bottle.

"You can treat him to the rest of the drinks."

Duan Yu smiled politely and stepped back to make way.

Wang Mali weighed the bottle in her hand, and under the influence of alcohol, gritted her teeth and smashed it towards Gou Hao's head.

This smash had a significant effect. After a moment of stunned silence, Wang Mali seemed to have flipped an unknown switch, her eyes sparkling with pleasure. Amidst the terrified gazes of those around her, she took over Duan Yu's job, smashing bottle after bottle on Gou Hao's head.

Seeing Wang Mali getting into the swing of things, Duan Yu nodded in satisfaction, reached for a cigarette, took one out, looked around, and beckoned to Gou Hao's underlings.

"You, come here."

When Duan Yu suddenly called out his name, the man trembled violently. A moment later, he cautiously approached Duan Yu and forced a stiff smile.

"You...you called me?"

"Is there a fire?"

Duan Yu glanced at the other person.

"have...."

The underling rummaged around for a moment, then pulled a lighter from his pocket, his trembling hand extending to light the cigarette in Duan Yu's mouth.

Duan Yu took a deep breath and waved his hand. Seeing the other party's action, the henchman looked relieved and hurriedly left as if he had been given a second chance at life.

"Huh? That's all?"

When Wang Mali reached into the box again, she only grabbed a handful of air. Looking up, she saw that the box was empty.

Gou Hao finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground with a thud. Blood from his head flowed freely, quickly mixing with the wine on the ground.

"Not enough fun?"

Looking at Wang Mali, whose dissatisfaction was almost written all over her face, Duan Yu felt that this woman was becoming more and more to his liking.

"Not enough fun."

Wang Mali nodded slightly, the excitement in her eyes gradually fading.

"Want to go find some more fun?"

With a flick of his finger, Duan Yu sent the cigarette from his hand and extended his palm, inviting Wang Mali to join him.

"Walk."

Under the influence of alcohol, Wang Mali also extended her palm and placed it on Duan Yu's palm.

Not long after, Duan Yu pulled Wang Mali to a stop in front of a hotel. After glancing at the flashing neon lights, Wang Mali suddenly turned to look at Duan Yu.

"Is this the more fun you were talking about?"

"That's right, what, you're scared now?"

Duan Yu met Wang Mali's eyes with a hint of provocation.

"There's nothing I'm afraid of, as long as you don't regret it."

Wang Mali shook her head, her words almost veiled in her expression.

"The word 'regret' doesn't exist in my dictionary, Duan Yu. You wanted to know the meaning of Long Island Iced Tea, right? Come inside and I'll tell you."

With a slight smile playing on his lips, Duan Yu didn't give Wang Mali a chance to answer before pulling her into the hotel.