Black Desire - Chapter 45: Abundant Dye

It went more smoothly than expected. Fu Rongfan smiled, recalling the livid face of the arrogant Ren Chenfeng. He could imagine how happy that guy would be if he sent this girl back to Ren Chenfeng.
Okay, not happy. He would definitely kick her, and then happily carry this little woman to bed.
Having been brothers for so many years, he really understands his personality quite well.
That's killing two birds with one stone.
Just as I was about to start the car, another sports car roared towards us.
Fu Rongfan frowned and his smile faded. He watched as the bright red car door opened and a hot woman rushed out.
Upon seeing the chaotic scene before her, the woman first screamed, then looked around in a panic before her eyes suddenly fixed fiercely on the car where Fu Rongfan was.
"Such a fierce look," Fu Rongfan touched his nose, wondering if she had seen him.
Qin Ying quickly took something out of her bag and rushed towards the van where Fu Rongfan was sitting almost without thinking.
Without any weapons, before Fu Rongfan could figure out what the woman was up to, the car door was opened. When the woman saw Shu Lian's face, her already fierce expression became even more ferocious. Without saying a word, she picked up whatever she was holding and started spraying it wildly.
"Ah! What are you doing, you crazy woman!" The sudden pungent smell made Fu Rongfan sneeze violently. Was this woman kidding him?! Was she trying to get herself killed?!
"You beast!" Qin Ying roared, completely disregarding her usual image, and grabbed her bag, smashing it all over Fu Rongfan's face.
The situation suddenly became quite comical. Fu Rongfan never expected that he would be defeated by a bottle of pepper spray and be humiliated by a woman hitting him with her handbag. Then, a few people got out of the cars that followed and fired a few blank shots, which stunned the group of thugs who were ganging up on him.
"Young Master Che!" A middle-aged man quickly stepped forward and helped Han Che, who was covered in blood, to sit up, carefully examining his injuries.
"Brother Feng." Liang Qiwei respectfully opened the door of the dark car to greet the person inside.
The man who stepped out of the car was tall and slender, with narrow, slightly upturned phoenix eyes that seemed to hold a pool of autumn water that never disperses.
He glanced indifferently at Han Che, who couldn't stand up, and the man's beautifully shaped lips curled slightly as he spoke in a calm and unhurried voice: "You've become a little useless again."
Even though Fu Rongfan was used to all sorts of things, he was still beaten up by Qin Ying in the cramped space, and his expression changed when he heard this voice.
Helped out of the car by several people, Fu Rongfan blinked his red eyes and forced a smile: "Feng, how have you been lately?"
“Good, very good.” Feng Jinran stroked the ring on her little finger, her narrow phoenix eyes curving slightly. “If it weren’t for this performance tonight, it would probably be even better.”
His expression was extremely relaxed. Facing a group of menacing people, he seemed as leisurely as if he were strolling in a courtyard. However, there was a hidden aura between his brows that made people dare not look him in the eye.
"Ahem, the moonlight is really beautiful tonight." Fu Rongfan started to laugh awkwardly, wiping the raindrops from his face and beginning to talk nonsense.
Others may not know, but he knows very well that Feng Jinran is a notorious smiling fox who kills without a knife. Don't be fooled by his smile; the more charming his smile, the more ruthless he is when he strikes. It can be said that everyone in the entire Southwest underworld avoids this person like the plague.
"A dark and windy night is indeed a good time for murder and arson." Feng Jinran looked at the sky, a faint smile playing on his lips. If he were dressed in ancient costume, he probably could really ride the wind away. Fu Rongfan began to curse in his heart that a meteorite would fall from the sky and smash this fox into a time-traveling world, otherwise he wouldn't have a good night tonight.
"Give my regards to your father," Feng Jinran said, gesturing for his subordinates to release Fu Rongfan. He then gave Fu Rongfan a meaningful look, adding, "The old man is getting on in years, so his appetite shouldn't be too good, otherwise he might get an upset stomach."
"I will convey Master Feng's words to my father." Fu Rongfan's smile was a little stiff. He winked at the group of clueless fools who were standing there dumbfounded. "Then I'll take my leave and won't disturb your moon-viewing any longer."
"You can leave, but the others have to stay." Han Che, half-limping and struggling to suppress the churning blood in his mouth, carried Shu Lian out and spoke coldly.
Fu Rongfan was no longer able to laugh.
Feng Jinran glanced indifferently at the person Han Che was holding, his eyes showing a slight change.
"What does the young master want to do?" Liang Qiwei helped him up and asked softly.
"Sew Zixu up, and he'll never speak again!" Unlike his usual calmness, Han Che's voice carried an unprecedented ruthlessness.
After hesitating for a moment, Liang Qiwei looked at Feng Jinran for advice. Unexpectedly, Feng Jinran glanced at Han Che and said calmly, "As he says."
A thought flashed through his mind: now the feud between Feng Huo Tang and Qing Long Hui was openly and legitimately established.
These two masters are becoming increasingly unpredictable.

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