"He actually fell on his own? What a dumbass..." The bouncer waved his hand and two of his colleagues walked up to Fang Mu to throw him out of the club.

 

Hearing that he was going to get thrown out, Fang Mu freaked out. Ye Fei's elbow had broken his teeth and his nose. He was utterly miserable, but seeing the person who did that to him act like the victim? That made him furious!

 

To make matters worse, those stupid bouncers couldn’t even see through Ye Fei’s act, and didn’t even recognize Fang Mu!

 

He felt like he was going to explode.

 

"I...I..." he tried to explain, but he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He felt his limbs grabbed and lifted up.

 

15 seconds later, Fang Mu's limp body hit the ground hard. A disgusting stench attacked his nostrils, probably coming from the dry splatter of vomit in front of him. A big rat scuttled over his back.

 

He had been thrown out the back door of the club, into the sewage and filth.

 

Fang Mu's psychological trauma was far worse than any physical pain. Foaming at the mouth with rage, he fainted in that filthy alley.

 

Back inside, Ye Fei chuckled to himself. Anticipating this result, he had pretended to be a wimpy coward.

 

He was only there because he wanted to find Fire Dragon. If he got thrown out over a fight, what would be the point?

 

Hearing the commotion downstairs, Chen Han, the manager of the bar, hurried over and questioned the security personnel about what happened. After being shown the apparently badly-hurt Ye Fei, he hastily walked over and said, "Sir, I am terribly sorry. You were hit by that man because of our negligence, so we will immediately send you to the hospital for treatment. Of course, we will take responsibility for your medical expenses."

 

Chen Han displayed a good attitude; most people would agree with him. Of course, he didn't really want to send Ye Fei to the hospital. He would have much preferred to give him a few hundred Yuan in private to get rid of him.

 

However, now that he knew Fire Dragon was in the building, Ye Fei wanted to meet him. He shook his head with a bitter face and held up the supposedly injured arm, "Ugh, it hurts… But you see, the problem is I invited a few friends here to party with me. I couldn’t leave without them."

 

In fact, if Ye Fei wanted to get close to Fire Dragon, he could simply start screaming and making a huge fuss until the man himself came down to see what was going on, but the problem with that was that Ye Fei came not only to meet Fire Dragon, but more importantly, to get Lin Qingwan's videos. He had to find an opportunity to sneak onto the second floor and steal away the surveillance footage from her villa.

 

Chen Han was relieved to see that Ye Fei was taking the situation in stride and wasn’t going to try to extort him for compensation. At the same time, he also confirmed to himself that Ye Fei was a timid coward.

 

"Well, sir, in order to show our apology, you and your friends can drink for free here tonight. Thank you for supporting the Burning Bar." Chen Han raised a hand and loudly proclaimed, "Everything’s alright now. I apologize for inconveniencing you all. By way of apology, the next round’s on the house!"

 

"Woo!" everyone within earshot cheered.

 

The tense atmosphere became lively again and the crowd partied on to the blaring music.

 

Seeing that everything was back to normal, Chen Han smiled to himself, very satisfied with his performance. Now he wanted to report this to Fire Dragon. He was about to head back to the second floor when someone suddenly grabbed his hand.

 

Turning around, Chen Han saw that the person who grabbed him was that injured coward. Despite already being very impatient, he softly asked, "What can I do for you, sir?"

 

"Oh, sorry, I have just bought a Budweiser. Can you give me the money back?" Ye Fei's face was full of smiles.

 

"What did you say?" Chen Han was stunned. He thought he may have misheard. He already drank the beer, and he wanted the money back?

 

That guy just had no sense of shame. What was a cheapskate like that doing in the Burning Bar, anyway?

 

Chen Han gave Ye Fei a disdainful look and took out a one hundred Yuan bill from his pocket. "Take the money and get out of here. You’re not welcome anymore."

 

Then, Chen Han turned around and went upstairs. However, he failed to notice Ye Fei surreptitiously lifting a key ring from his pocket while taking the money.

 

"You got it," Ye Fei smiled. He had the manager’s keys, which meant he could open all the right doors. Now, he just needed to get upstairs.

 

Ye Fei looked at the bodyguards guarding the stairway. Slipping past them onto the second floor would be next to impossible. Other than the guarded stairs, there seemed to be only one other option to get to the second floor.

 

Ye Fei looked at a door in the corner of the club - the girls’ public restroom.

 

"Hey, are you okay? Thank you, you just saved me again," Liu Manman whispered next to him.

 

"What, you want to thank me again? Are you going to buy me another drink? Well don’t worry about it, I can already drink for free tonight." Ye Fei didn't like her at all.

 

Now he had the perfect chance to punish her.

 

"Of course not... Thank you so much."

 

"Yeah, well, how are you going to thank me, then?" Ye Fei briefly eyed her plump breasts and slender waist and jokingly said, "Why don't you compensate me with a little alone time?"