The Almighty Martial Arts System - Chapter 324

Seeing Jiang Fei not only refuse to leave but also act all familiar, smiling as he reached out to pat his shoulder, the bald man, Brother Long, wasn’t about to let that happen. Who did he think he was? How could some pretty-boy nobody pat his shoulder? He immediately started cursing angrily. “Ignoring what I said, and now trying to get chummy? ‘Calm down’? Calm down your sis— sis— sis— sis—ter…!”

The cursing bald man, his face initially full of arrogance, suddenly changed color for some reason. His face turned red, and he started singing “Little Apple”!

Just moments before, when Brother Long saw Jiang Fei’s hand reaching for his shoulder, he angrily threw a punch to block it, intending to follow up with a hard punch to Jiang Fei’s chest.

Someone working security in a place like this, a mixed-bag entertainment city, not only needed the right background and connections but also had to possess considerable fighting skills and experience. Otherwise, they couldn’t hold their own.

So, even though Brother Long’s punch seemed casual, it was enough to knock an ordinary person flat.

But who would have thought that Jiang Fei’s seemingly not-very-strong, almost soft-looking hand would easily deflect the bald man’s fast, powerful punch with just a slight brush? Before Brother Long could even react, Jiang Fei’s hand was already on his shoulder.

And then, Brother Long’s word “fire” turned into a drawn-out tremolo with fancy vibrato, like a coloratura soprano.

Jiang Fei walked cheerfully to the bald man’s side, his hand gripping his shoulder like an eagle’s talon. With a little pressure, he could crush the bone. At the same time, two fingers pressed hard on a major acupoint on his shoulder. “Brother Long, has your temper cooled down now?”

“Hu— Hu— Hu— Hurt…” The bald man’s face instantly turned the color of liver. His whole body trembled uncontrollably, sweat beading visibly on his hairless scalp. He stammered, unable to form a complete sentence, let alone call for help. He could only manage single syllables.

It really hurt!

Pain that seeped into the marrow!

The bald man felt like this pretty-boy’s hand couldn’t possibly be human; it was more like a robot’s hand, a pair of iron claws. His own strength, considerable among ordinary people, was like an ant’s compared to Jiang Fei’s!

“Brother Long, what’s wrong?” The front desk girl was puzzled, not understanding why the notoriously fierce Brother Long of Midsummer KTV had suddenly changed his tune and started singing “Little Apple.”

Wasn’t he just being very rude to this guest?

The lighting in these KTV places was inevitably dim and ambiguous, not bright white lights, so the front desk girl didn’t see the cold sweat on Brother Long’s head.

Jiang Fei turned his head and smiled. “Your Brother Long says he didn’t recognize me earlier, but he does now. He wants you to tell me which room Su Nan is in. Right?”

As he spoke, Jiang Fei looked innocently at the bald man.

The bald man, who couldn’t even speak now, dared not refuse. He was terrified that if he shook his head, Jiang Fei would really crush his shoulder to pieces. So he quickly nodded in agreement to the front desk girl!

The front desk girl shook her head lightly, still confused, but seeing Brother Long’s eager nodding, she had to say, “Ms. Su Nan’s room is 316.”

“Thank you,” Jiang Fei said politely. Then, without a moment’s delay, he gripped Brother Long’s shoulder and hurried towards the elevator.

The moment they started towards the stairs, the smile on Jiang Fei’s face wasn’t quite so bright.

Inside the elevator, he pressed the button for ‘3’. As the elevator ascended quickly, the bald man was almost crying inside, cursing this guy as some kind of monster. A strongman? How was he so strong!

At the same time, he was thinking about how to get his men to teach Jiang Fei a lesson later and get revenge. Even though Jiang Fei’s displayed strength was terrifying, how useful could one person be, no matter how skilled?

Their Midsummer KTV entertainment city had over twenty security guards! And not a single one was a slacker; they were all experienced in street fights, top-notch fighters.

Plus, they had weapons. Even if Jiang Fei was a martial arts master, if he came to Midsummer KTV to cause trouble today, he’d have to end up lying here.

“Even the highest kung fu fears the kitchen knife,” as the saying goes!

“Oww!” Thinking this, the bald man suddenly cried out in pain again. The elevator doors had opened, and Jiang Fei was pulling him out.

His heart felt twisted with the pain!

“316.” Jiang Fei’s eyes scanned the area and quickly moved to the right. After about twenty steps, he locked onto a door where two men were standing outside, smoking and blowing clouds of smoke, as if keeping watch.

Unfortunately, or surprisingly, Jiang Fei recognized one of them; they had met once before.

Because this person was Su Nan’s scumbag ex-husband, Li Wei!

“Why is he here?” Jiang Fei’s frown deepened instantly. But he wasn’t stupid, and he quickly guessed a likely possibility.

Could it be that the trouble Su Nan encountered today was orchestrated, facilitated by this scumbag?

The thought made the anger in Jiang Fei’s heart burn even hotter. Even for a scumbag, did he have to sink to this level?

“Hey, Brother Long, why are you back?” The man standing and smoking next to Li Wei had the air of a bodyguard, dressed in standard suit and leather shoes.

“Brother Long, the medicine you gave us works really well. When can you get me some too? It’s really effective!” Li Wei also said with a grin.

The corridor lighting was dim. Both men focused their attention on Brother Long. Even Li Wei, who knew Jiang Fei, didn’t recognize him or notice anything amiss.

Brother Long didn’t dare try any tricks now, nor could he. His face, full of hardened flesh, was twisted into a grimace, looking quite ferocious.

“Hey, Brother Long, what’s wrong with you? Had too much to drink? You didn’t have many glasses earlier,” Li Wei said, blowing out a puff of smoke, curious.

This guy seemed to be in much better spirits than when Jiang Fei last saw him at Su Nan’s place. His clothes seemed more upscale, he wasn’t unkempt, his hair wasn’t unwashed for days. Instead, he was quite well-groomed and presentable, showing traces of having once been a handsome man.

“Brother Long, what are you doing…”

Thud!

As Jiang Fei, holding the bald man, got closer, he ignored the two men and went straight to the private room door. He kicked Li Wei flying before the two realized something was wrong.

As he was sent flying, Li Wei clearly saw Jiang Fei’s face—a face he could never forget, the man who first gave him ‘horns’ and thoroughly beat him up.

“It’s… you! Cough!” Li Wei’s face changed dramatically, whether from the force of Jiang Fei’s kick or from shock. He managed two words in mid-air before his body landed several meters away.

“Who are you, kid? What do you think you’re doing!” The bodyguard, cigarette still in his mouth, quickly moved to subdue Jiang Fei.

But while these bodyguards might handle ordinary people just fine, they were no match for Jiang Fei.

Jiang Fei no longer needed to hold the bald man hostage. He shoved him hard towards the private room door and simultaneously threw a lightning-fast punch at the bodyguard. Both men’s bodies flew towards the private room door.

Bang! Bang!

The private room door was forced open by their bodies.

The soundproofing in these KTV rooms was usually very good. As long as the door was closed, it was quiet outside no matter how noisy it was inside. But once the door was broken open, the music, men’s laughter, a woman’s low, angry curses, and barely suppressed moans immediately spilled out.

Jiang Fei strode in. Seeing the scene before him, his anger peaked. He felt a strong urge to completely wipe out the scumbags in front of him!

Su Nan was curled up in the corner of the sofa. Her neatly styled hair was disheveled. Her beige trench coat was already discarded to the side. She wore only a black, form-fitting, long tunic dress underneath, which perfectly outlined her heavy chest and slender waist, showcasing her excellent, mature figure to its fullest, exuding the allure of a mature woman.

Her long, shapely legs were still clad in black thermal stockings. Her eyes were full of terror, her body shivering as she tried to evade, yet she couldn’t help but rub her legs together, especially keeping her thighs tightly closed, slowly squirming.

The situation was clear as day.

Su Nan had clearly been drugged!

In front of the sofa stood a man probably in his forties, wearing brand-name clothes and a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist.

The man had already unbuttoned his shirt but wasn’t rushing to satisfy his beastly desires. Instead, he held a glass of red wine, his eyes gleaming like a hungry wolf in the night as he watched Su Nan on the sofa, very much enjoying the show, as if watching a movie.

This was a man who knew how to enjoy himself, who liked to show off and play games!

Your average thug, seeing Su Nan like this, wouldn’t be able to hold back and would probably pounce immediately.

This man was clearly different, probably having played with too many women, which was why he could take it slow, step by step.

Therefore, such a man was destined to be the antagonist in the story.

Not taking the opportunity when it presents itself, always preferring to take it slow, waiting for the righteous protagonist to arrive and strike him down with one blow.

Seeing this scene, while furious to the extreme, Jiang Fei also felt slightly relieved.

At least he wasn’t too late; he had arrived in time.

Next up would be the part where the hero saves the beauty, and then the beauty offers herself in gratitude, right?

Why is it that whenever the villain drugs a beauty, it always ends up benefiting the protagonist in the end…