Chapter 115: Madness and Elegance

Watching Long Er and Mo Fei leave, Da Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief. That was a white phosphorus grenade! On the ground lay one of his men, nearly faint from pain, unable even to scream. Da Fei waved his hand. “Take him to the hospital.” Although this hospital might not be able to save him, if they didn’t send him, the others might not obey Da Fei anymore.

“Call Mo Mo and tell her I want to take her out to dinner,” Da Fei said, his eyes flashing with a ruthless gleam.

“Are we really safe leaving like this?” Mo Fei glanced back. The entrance of the bar was now a complete mess. Long Er had violently smashed the door, leaving a huge hole—repairing it would be no small task.

“Safe?” Long Er shook his head. “He will definitely retaliate.”

“Da Fei’s nickname is ‘Pimp.’ He has connections with almost every faction. If he can’t swallow this humiliation and is dead set on revenge, that will be a big problem.”

Mo Fei asked curiously, “But didn’t you say you could protect us?”

“That only works if there’s no bloodshed.” Long Er held out his hand. “Give it to me.”

Mo Fei pouted and handed over the white phosphorus spray. “This stuff works pretty well.” A hit from it meant death or severe injury; it was brutal.

“Da Fei lost so much face in front of his men this time. He definitely won’t let this go.” Long Er put the spray away. “Now there are two choices: deal with Da Fei, or be dealt with by him.”

“I choose option A!” Mo Fei raised his hand. “How about we wait until nightfall and blow up his shop?”

“Get me some more white phosphorus. I’ll make some incendiary bombs. I guarantee a thorough burning.”

Long Er stopped in his tracks, giving Mo Fei a strange look.

Ji Xingyu and the two others carrying heavy bags also looked at him with suspicion.

Ji Xingyu, who had known Mo Fei the longest and knew he was talkative but not bad, asked, “You know how to make incendiary bombs?”

“I didn’t before, but I can learn.” Mo Fei stroked his chin. “It shouldn’t be too difficult. One just has to be willing to try.”

Mahe muttered, “Not everything needs to be tried, though.”

“That’s about enough from you.” Zhong Yan poked him hard with a finger. “If you hadn’t come without even a heads-up and ended up in a den of thieves, needing Brother Mo to rescue you, aren’t you ashamed?”

Mahe jumped around like a monkey, “Sorry, I didn’t think that driver looked so innocent but turned out to be a bad guy!”

“Xingyu already told you not to get in the car, but you didn’t listen!” Zhong Yan kicked at him.

Ji Xingyu sighed helplessly. After almost being kidnapped while helping a pregnant woman, he was wary of strangers in unfamiliar places. But he couldn’t stop Mahe’s stubbornness.

Once inside that bar, both Ji Xingyu and Zhong Yan felt something was wrong. Yet Mahe, unscathed by the harsh world, happily chatted away, nearly revealing everything about his family history. If Mo Fei hadn’t arrived just in time, neither Ji Xingyu nor Zhong Yan could have stopped him.

To Zhong Yan, this guy deserved a beating.

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