Lin Jingjing and Shen Bingmei were actually out drinking this late? Especially Lin Jingjing, after what she just went through, she still had the mood for this?
Qin Yexuan immediately dialed an emergency number: "Immediately lock onto Lin Jingjing's phone location, and Shen Bingmei's, do it fast!"
The phone locations were found quickly: south of Jiangcheng, Tang Palace Bar!
Qin Yexuan casually grabbed his military dagger and leaped out the window, disappearing into the darkness.
By the time he arrived at Tang Palace Bar, it was already the latter half of the night. The place was unbelievably lively. A long queue snaked outside the bar, with many young girls adorably posing with their phones.
Qin Yexuan walked directly to the entrance.
"Hey, don't cut in line, uncle. Look at you, still coming to a bar this late at night?"
A few young men were laughing. Qin Yexuan's mood soured. He abruptly turned his head, his gaze chilling: "I'm going in to find someone."
Those guys, with cigarettes dangling from their lips, suddenly felt a chill run through them. For some reason, they didn't dare to look at Qin Yexuan.
Inside the bar, a burly, bull-like man in black appeared and blocked the way.
"Buddy, the bar is full. This is Boss Tang's territory, don't cause trouble!" His words carried a warning.
Boss Tang?
Qin Yexuan took two steps forward: "I'm here to find someone."
"Damn it, are you deaf? Don't you know the rules?" The burly man in black reached out, his gold chain swinging. "This is Boss Tang's territory!"
Qin Yexuan's hand shot up like lightning, gripping his wrist and pressing down lightly. With a crack, it broke. The burly man's bull-like eyes widened. Before he could even cry out, Qin Yexuan sliced his throat with a palm strike. He let out a few muffled sounds before collapsing and retching.
Qin Yexuan pulled a key card from his pocket and swiped it. The door opened. He turned and tossed the card back: "Here, go have fun!"
The people in line were stunned, staring at Qin Yexuan with wide eyes. Then, shouts of joy erupted as they scrambled to grab the key card. Tang Palace Bar was a popular spot for influencers. Getting in here and snapping a photo would grant them status on their social media. Qin Yexuan watched the chaotic scene and shook his head. He was becoming increasingly displeased with this Tang Palace Bar.
He pushed the door open and entered, met by dazzling strobe lights. In the dance area, a crowd swayed frantically to the deafening music. Towards the bar counter, dozens of people were gathered, all men.
"Is that really Shen Bingmei?"
"No way, an idol with such fame would come here alone? It can't be real, right?"
"Real or not, she's drunk like this. Tsk, tsk, can we take her out for some fun?" A group of men were itching for action.
"The girl next to her is so hot, I can't take it anymore."
Qin Yexuan frowned and flashed forward, directly standing in front of the two drunken women.
"Who the hell are you?" a man in a white vest sneered from the crowd. "We guys spotted them first. Get the hell out of here." Amidst the music, the guy had to shout to be heard.
Qin Yexuan's voice was low but cut through the din: "They are my friends. They've had too much to drink, and I'm here to take them. I'll give you one chance: clear out now."
"Ha, do you know who I am? This place is managed by me, Boss Tang's territory. My name, Zhang Haobei, is the law here!"
The man in the white vest clenched his fist, making a cracking sound. His surrounding cronies clapped obsequiously: "Brother Haobei is mighty!"
At this moment, nearby patrons also crowded over. Upon seeing the stunningly beautiful Shen Bingmei, they exclaimed in shock. They all pulled out their phones, furiously taking pictures. Shen Bingmei's mask and hat had fallen off, revealing her true face.
Qin Yexuan scanned the crowd, his voice growing deeper: "No photos!" These four words seemed to carry no weight.
Zhang Haobei waved his hand arrogantly: "Take pictures all you want, however you want. It's my treat, Brother Haobei, a perk for everyone."
Qin Yexuan suddenly stepped forward: "I said, no photos."
"Are you an idiot?" Zhang Haobei couldn't help but mock. "Can you stop us from taking pictures? Not only will I take pictures, but I'll upload them online for this big star's fans to see!"
If it were actually uploaded online, Shen Bingmei would be finished.
Qin Yexuan stopped warning. He took out his phone and coldly sent a message. He transmitted an urgent command: "Centered around Tang Palace Bar, the surrounding area is designated a military control zone!"
This order was rapidly dispatched. Meanwhile, the people in the bar, still taking photos and laughing, remarked, "This kid took out his phone too, he must want to take pictures too!"
Qin Yexuan looked up, his expressionless face stated: "All your phones will be confiscated!" Laughter echoed around the bar.
Zhang Haobei tugged at his white vest, then raised his hand to stop the music, and his men surrounded Qin Yexuan.
"I haven't seen such an idiot in a long time," Zhang Haobei lit a cigarette. "Who do you think you are? You haven't even confiscated phones yet. Tell me, where did you escape from, the mental asylum?"
With a clang, Zhang Haobei threw his phone onto the table: "Go on, confiscate it!" he said with a mocking gaze. The surrounding people raised their phones again, pointing them towards Qin Yexuan, constantly snapping pictures and videos.
Buzzing, Qin Yexuan looked down at his phone. The military control order had begun execution! He then leisurely raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Instantly, the bar's large screen went dark, and everyone looked up at their phones in surprise. At that very moment, the network and signals in the vicinity of the bar were completely cut off!