A Qiang never dreamed that A Feng would make a move on himself.
He screamed miserably and was kicked to the point where he somersaulted several times. With a "dong" sound, he hit the cabinet, causing his head to bleed. He almost passed out.
He clutched his stomach with both hands and curled up on the ground in pain. His forehead was covered in cold sweat.
"Feng... Brother Feng, why... why did you kick me?" He looked at Ah Feng puzzledly and asked in a hiss.
"This is an order personally given by Brother Flying Dragon," Ah Feng said coldly.
"What! This... this is absolutely impossible!" Ah Qiang could hardly believe his ears. "I... I'm Brother Feilong's cousin!"
"Cousin?" Ah Feng smiled sarcastically, "It seems that you are not that close. You are just a distant relative of Brother Feilong. Over the years, how much trouble have you caused under the name of Brother Feilong? If it weren't for Brother Feilong's cover, you would have been hacked to death many times! Brother Feilong used to bear with you for the sake of his relatives, but this time, he no longer has the patience!
Ah Qiang, you shouldn't have snatched customers in the casino, let alone provoked Manager Zhao! Tell you, Manager Zhao is someone that Brother Feilong values very much. You actually dared to attack him. It's already your luck that you didn't die! "
"Nonsense! You are talking nonsense! I want to see Brother Feilong! I am his cousin, I want to call him!" A Qiang couldn't believe it and lay on the ground hissing as hard as he could.
Afeng felt that A Qiang was too noisy, so he winked at his men.
The big men immediately swarmed up and gave a mindless beating to A Qiang, beating him to the ground and wailing repeatedly.
His men fiercely punished Ah Qiang, but Ah Feng turned his head as if he was fine. He slightly bowed to Zhao Rui and said, "I'm very sorry, Manager Zhao. We didn't know at first that Ah Qiang provoked you. Fortunately, we recognized it just now and there was no misunderstanding. I hope you don't mind."
After hearing what he said, Zhao Rui remembered. No wonder he felt that this big fellow looked familiar. It turned out to be Li Feilong's personal bodyguard.
When he clashed with Li Feilong in the pawnshop, this big fellow was one of them, but he did not fight at that time, so he was not impressed.
He saw that Ah Feng's apology seemed to be very sincere, and he also severely punished the culprit Ah Qiang, and did not want to continue investigating, so he did not care much about waving his hand and said:
"A little misunderstanding, just say it's over"
Ah Feng quietly breathed a sigh of relief immediately. He had seen Zhao Rui's strength last time.
Zhao Rui's strength had been deeply imprinted in his heart. It lingered and made him subconsciously feel awe.
Although he and several of his men had guns with them, if they clashed head-on, they would not have any certainty of winning.
"Manager Zhao, I'll leave this bastard Ah Qiang to you. You can handle it however you want," Ah Feng said in a relaxed tone. It was a good thing for them to get rid of the trouble of Ah Qiang.
Zhao Rui glanced at Ah Qiang, who was already beaten to death and unable to move. He smiled and said, "You have dealt with it very thoroughly. You don't need me to do it again."
Ah Feng also laughed, "It's good that you're satisfied. Manager Zhao, I'm really sorry about today, then we'll leave first."
Zhao Rui waved his hand casually.
Ah Feng took his four subordinates and gave Zhao Rui another salute. He then dragged Ah Qiang, who was like a dead dog, out of the dressing room.
As soon as the five of them left, the dressing room returned to its usual calm, and the atmosphere seemed to lighten up.
However, the casino employees still hadn't recovered from their fear and surprise.
They originally thought that Zhao Rui had provoked Brother Flying Dragon and would take off a layer of skin this time even if he didn t die.
However, what they didn't expect was that these fierce men sent by Brother Feilong were extremely respectful to Zhao Rui!
Not only did he not attack Zhao Rui, but he beat up the picky A Qiang.
Such a dramatic turn of events was beyond their expectation!
Almost everyone in the dressing room stared at Zhao Rui with round eyes.
They knew very well that Feng was the confidant of Brother Feilong just now. He was Brother Feilong's gold medal thug, his right-hand man, and he was famous for being fierce.
However, such a famous gangster thug was actually so respectful to Zhao Rui!
This made everyone unbelievable!
They began to feel that this young manager of the gambling area seemed to be hiding too many secrets, which made people feel mysterious and unpredictable. When they cast their eyes on Zhao Rui, they all felt a bit of awe.
However, Zhao Rui still had that indifferent expression without any change.
After changing his uniform and returning to the gambling area under his management, Zhao Rui found that the customer that Li Biao and Ah Qiang were competing for had come to the casino again.
Moreover, he was also with Li Biao, gambling happily.
Zhao Rui did not go over, let alone tell Li Biao what happened in the dressing room just now.
The matter had already been resolved. There was no need to show off. When Li Biao should know, he would naturally know.
Except for the small storm in the morning, the day was still peaceful. When it was noon break, he was about to go out to eat with Mi Wen when Li Biao suddenly ran over cheerfully.
"Hey, Xiaowen, do you still remember that yesterday I told you that one of the three noble families, the Pan family, has a side branch, Pan Chen, Third Young Master Pan, who wants to hold a party."
Mi Wen did not know what her brother meant by that, so she nodded and said, "I remember. You also said that your client came to that party specially. Many celebrities would go there. Invitations are very rare."
"It's good that you remember. Didn't you say yesterday that I couldn't get the invitation card?" Li Biao smiled and took out an exquisitely made red and gold invitation card from his arms. He waved it in front of Mi Wen's eyes. "Look, what is this?"
Mi Wen's eyes narrowed in surprise at first, but then she seemed to understand something and revealed a look of disdain. "I borrowed this from your client, right? What's the use of this? You can't go in with this invitation card!"
"As expected of my sister, I can't hide it." Li Biao smiled awkwardly. "I just want to make you happy."
Mi Wen puckered Xiao Yao's nose and grimaced. "Originally, I forgot about this. It's a good thing that I provoked you again."
"You want to go to that party so badly?" Zhao Rui took the invitation card over and looked at it. Then he asked with some incomprehension.
Mi Wen raised her pretty face, thought for a moment, and said, "Actually, I didn't want to go that much. I just felt a little curious and wanted to see what the gathering of these celebrities looked like. However, I want to meet the movie queen Ye Ming. She is my idol! I want to see if she is as beautiful and sexy as in the movies in life. Unfortunately, attending the gathering requires an invitation card. That invitation card is not something that ordinary citizens like us can obtain."
"That's not necessarily the case," Zhao Rui said as he handed the invitation back to Li Biao.
Li Biao hurriedly put away the invitation card carefully. He still had to return it to others, so he couldn't get it dirty.
Mi Wen tilted her head and looked at Zhao Rui with an air of disbelief on her face. "Could it be that you have a way to get the invitation?"
Zhao Rui pondered slightly, then said, "It doesn't seem too difficult."
Mi Wen stretched her hand and said, "Then take out the invitation card and let me have a look."
Zhao Rui smiled mysteriously and said, "There's no need for that now. How about this, you go to the party with me in the evening. When you get there, don't you know if I have an invitation card?"
Seeing that Zhao Rui was so sure, Mi Wen couldn't help but feel a little skeptical, so she hesitated and said, "What if you can't bring out the invitation card when you get there? It's a shame."
Zhao Rui smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, this will definitely not happen."
Seeing that Zhao Rui was so confident, Mi Wen couldn't say that she could really get an invitation card. After a little consideration, she agreed to come down.
After the meal, Zhao Rui found an excuse, saying that he was not feeling well and asked for leave to go home.
He must work hard for that invitation.
Zhao Rui had no acquaintance with the organizer of the party, Pan Chen, so it was naturally impossible for him to have an invitation.
However, with his divine ability, he could use the Seventy-Two Changes of the Earth Evil to create an invitation card. In fact, he also considered this.
Yesterday, when he was practicing "Seventy-two Changes of Earth Evil," he was able to turn his hair into an alarm clock. Unfortunately, the time was too short, and he was beaten back to his original shape after only one or two seconds.
What he had to do today was to conjure up an invitation card and keep it for at least half a minute or so to deal with the security guards who checked the invitation card.
With yesterday's cultivation base, Zhao Rui's cultivation today was relatively smooth.
He took out the "Seventy-Two Changes of Earth Evil" and imagined the appearance of the invitation card in his mind. He chanted the incantation on the book and turned his hair into an invitation card very smoothly.
However, this invitation card was only a flash in the pan. The spell soon lost its effectiveness and returned to its original form.
Zhao Rui didn t deflate and started his second attempt.
Throughout the afternoon, he had been cultivating the Seventy-Two Changes of the Earth Evil, constantly trying and failing.
However, every failure was an improvement over the previous one.
Every time you fail, your hair turns into an invitation form and will be extended a little bit.
After five or six hours of failure, he had finally achieved the effect he wanted, and there was even more than that!
Under the effect of the spell, the hair turned into an invitation card, which lasted for a whole minute!
Such a long time is enough to cope with the security guards' inspection!
Zhao Rui had no time to rejoice. His cell phone suddenly rang. It was Mi Wen calling to complain about his sudden disappearance. Now that Pan Chen's party was about to start, he was not seen yet.
Zhao Rui took a look at the time and found that it was indeed a little late. He hurriedly changed his clothes and made an appointment with Mi Wen to head to the Banshan mansion of Pan Chen's Third Young Master Pan.
The mansion was built halfway up the mountain with beautiful scenery and covered a large area. Due to the party tonight, the entire villa was brightly lit and resplendent.
Because there were too many people coming, the yard was already full of luxury cars, and many of them were parked outside the villa.
The well-dressed men and women got off the car and walked into the mansion.
Several big men in suits stood at the gate and politely checked the invitations.
"You... really have an invitation?" Mi Wen looked at Zhao Rui and was sure one last time.
"Sure." Zhao Rui smiled before pulling Mi Wen towards the gate.
As soon as they reached the gate, a big man stopped them and said politely, "Sir, please show me your invitation card."
Mi Wen held Zhao Rui's arm tightly. Although her pretty face pretended to be calm, she was really nervous.
There were so many people coming and going. If Zhao Rui couldn't get the invitation card, she would be really ashamed of herself.
Mi Wen suddenly felt an impulse to go home immediately, but when she thought that she had already arrived at the gate and was too late to leave, she had to bite the bullet and look at Zhao Rui, hoping that this guy could really take out the invitation card.
Zhao Rui knew Mi Wen s worries, so he gave her a comforting smile and then stretched his hand into his arms, looking like he was going to fetch the invitation card.
Zhao Rui and Pan Chen were strangers, and they were not celebrities. Naturally, there was no invitation card. However, he had already seen the appearance of the invitation card. It was not difficult to conjure an invitation card.
He pretended to touch it in his arms and pulled out a hair that had been prepared in advance. Then, he imagined the appearance of the invitation card in his heart, recited a spell silently, and cast "Seventy-two Changes of Earth Evil."
A glimmer flashed across the hair, which instantly turned into an invitation card.
The whole process was very fast, and no one saw anything strange.
Zhao Rui took out the invitation card and handed it to the bodyguard.
The bodyguard opened the invitation card, looked at it carefully over and over again, then looked at Zhao Rui and Mi Wen. Then he respectfully handed it back to Zhao Rui and said, "Please come in."
Zhao Rui nodded slightly, took the invitation and put it back into his arms. Then he took Mi Wen and walked slowly into the villa gate.
After walking far away, Mi Wen's heart, which had been hanging, fell back to its original position. She exhaled heavily, patted her heart with her hand, and whispered in surprise, "I didn't expect you to actually have an invitation card! Isn't it hard to get this invitation card? Could it be that you know the Pan family very well?"
Zhao Rui looked straight ahead and replied, "No."
"Then how did you obtain the invitation card?" Mi Wen was even more surprised, and at the same time, she had a faint bad feeling in her heart.
It's just an invitation card. It's not high-tech. It's very simple. "Zhao Rui smiled at Mi Wen.
"Ah?" Mi Wen let out an exclamation, slightly opened her small mouth, and looked at Zhao Rui foolishly.
She really didn't expect that Zhao Rui would forge an invitation card and sneak into the party. This was too bold.
The celebrities gathered here, and those who could enter this mansion were all prominent figures in the city's upper class.
Zhao Rui and her were the only two fakes. If they were discovered, they would be humiliated.
Where did she know that Zhao Rui didn't even bother to forge it and directly changed an invitation card.
Now, the invitation card had been restored and was lying quietly in Zhao Rui's pocket.
"Zhao Rui, let's... let's go back." Mi Wen couldn't stand the continuous stimulation and started to retreat.
"Why are you going back so early? Didn't you say that you really want to see Ye Ming?"
"I've changed my mind."
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