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As Su Chen was about to speak, she immediately raised her hand to her lips, signaling him to remain silent.
What?! Su Chen felt a bit confused.
However, he couldn't deny that the woman in front of him was stunning. She wore a revealing outfit that showcased her fair skin and delicate collarbone, with a slender waist that seemed delicate enough to grasp. Below her black shorts, her long legs were full of elasticity; her figure was simply off the charts!
At that moment, she sported a wig in a dark plum color, topped off with oversized sunglasses, resembling a character from some show.
Su Chen thought to himself: Could she be...?
No, wait! Just then, his gaze sharpened. He noticed that the woman had an injury on her shoulder, clearly a knife wound, and blood was continuously seeping from it.
So that’s where the smell of blood on the street was coming from.
Soon after, the boss brought over a steaming bowl of Beef Noodle Soup. Seeing that the woman had no intention of coming out, Su Chen began to eat heartily without concern for his surroundings. Although his posture was somewhat odd, it didn’t affect him much aside from the occasional warmth rising from below.
Suddenly, the shop door swung open, and several burly men walked in, their faces filled with menace. They were carrying Dadaos, and as they entered, the room was immediately filled with the stench of blood.
At the forefront was a stout Bald Man wearing an eye patch over one eye. He glared at the shop owner and grinned widely, revealing a row of yellowed teeth. "Boss, have you seen a woman wearing a wig?"
Upon meeting his murderous gaze, the boss's legs nearly gave way in fear as he involuntarily glanced towards Su Chen's location. Meanwhile, Su Chen continued to eat his meal as if he hadn’t noticed anything amiss.
The burly man immediately understood the situation. He approached Su Chen and pressed down on his shoulder with a cold voice. "You need to come with us."
Hearing this, Su Chen took another sip of soup and was about to stand up when he felt someone tugging at his pants leg.
Looking closely, he saw that it was the woman who was preventing him from leaving; clearly, she understood who these men were and feared for Su Chen's safety.
Su Chen gave her a reassuring glance before following the group of burly men outside.
Once they were a bit away from the entrance, the men shoved Su Chen against the wall. At that moment, the bald man glared at him with a fierce expression.
"Kid, we’re from the Black Dragon Gang. You should know why we’re here. Spill the whereabouts of that woman, and I might leave you with your life!"
The mention of the Black Dragon Gang made Su Chen's heart race. Was this going to turn into a gang fight?
In the Imperial Capital, there were two notorious gangs: the Black Dragon Gang and Phoenix Hall. However, he found it strange that this woman was somehow connected to a gang.
"Not going to say anything? Don’t worry, I’ll make you talk," the bald man threatened, his eyes wide with malice as he prepared to strike Su Chen. But before he could make a move, a surge of intense flames shot toward him, and in an instant, he was reduced to ashes.
The surrounding lackeys were taken aback by this scene, their faces paling as they scrambled to escape. But before they could make any moves, Su Chen unleashed two more bursts of fire, sending them to their demise.
Back inside the shop, the woman saw that Su Chen was unharmed and covered her mouth in surprise. "What happened to them?" she asked, puzzled.
"They've been dealt with," Su Chen replied nonchalantly.
"Oh," she nodded slowly, seemingly unaware that when Su Chen said "dealt with," he meant he had turned them into nothing more than ashes.
As she stood up, Su Chen noticed a Fire Phoenix emblem tattooed on her shoulder. This woman was actually Jiang Wanyue, the daughter of Phoenix Hall—Fire Phoenix!
"Let’s get acquainted. My name is Jiang Wanyue," she said, tilting her head slightly as she extended her hand toward Su Chen.
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