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I looked at the scattered photographs on the floor, and a chill crept into my heart as I met Du Rong's vacant gaze.
"Gao Chen, you lost."
My voice was not loud, but it struck like a hammer, shattering Gao Chen's facade.
His face turned pale in an instant.
Those photographs were his meticulously crafted trap, yet they had become his own grave.
I pointed to the corner of one photo, where an inconspicuous symbol coiled like a venomous snake.
"What is this?"
I spoke lightly, but there was an undeniable pressure in my tone.
Gao Chen's pupils suddenly constricted. He opened his mouth but couldn't produce any sound.
Zhao Yuan leaned closer, her plump body almost pressing against mine, the cheap perfume she wore making my head ache.
"Wang Zheng, what did you find?"
Her voice was sharp and tinged with urgency, yet her gaze was fixated on the symbol in the photograph.
It seemed she was more concerned about this "secret" than Gao Chen was.
I smiled, a knowing smile that held deeper meaning.
"Nothing much, just an interesting pattern."
I kicked the photo to Gao Chen's feet and then used my toe to crush the cockroach beside it.
"Mr. Gao, a bet is a bet."
Gao Chen's body slumped as if all his bones had been removed, leaving him weakly collapsed in his chair.
He gasped for breath, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
"I... I concede."
His voice was hoarse, laced with despair.
Zhao Yuan's face instantly turned ashen.
She shot me a fierce glare, then quickly plastered on a flattering smile, signaling to Gao Chen repeatedly.
"Mr. Gao, don't listen to this fool; he's just a madman!"
But Gao Chen remained oblivious, staring blankly at the photograph on the floor, his eyes vacant.
I sneered inwardly; this was just the first step.
At that moment, the restaurant door was flung open with a loud bang.
The sound reverberated, making the glass buzz.
All eyes were drawn to the entrance.
A tall, burly man stood there.
He wore a black trench coat, the collar turned up high, obscuring half of his face.
His gaze was sharp as an eagle's, sweeping over everyone in the restaurant.
"Li Yan!"
Zhao Yuan exclaimed, her tone tinged with both respect and fear.
I squinted my eyes; this person was Li Yan.
The black cop.
He stepped heavily into the restaurant, each footfall echoing with authority.
Behind him followed two short men, also dressed in black, their expressions dark and foreboding.
A chilling atmosphere instantly enveloped the air.
"Boss Lady, long time no see."
Li Yan's voice was deep, carrying an undeniable weight of authority.
His gaze fixed directly on Zhao Yuan.
Zhao Yuan immediately plastered a wide smile on her face, her body bending like a shrimp in submission.
"Li... Brother Li, what brings you here?"
She pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and offered him two sticks of Zhonghua with both hands.
Li Yan took the cigarettes but did not light them; instead, he held them to his nose and sniffed.
His eyes swept across the restaurant once more.
When his gaze landed on me, it lingered for a few seconds, clearly pausing.
That look was like a knife, scraping back and forth across me.
I held the unlit Zhonghua cigarette, expressionless as I met his stare.
The patrons in the restaurant seemed frozen in place, as if someone had pressed the pause button.
They held their breath, afraid to attract Li Yan's attention.
"Rules, you understand, right?"
Li Yan's voice rang out again as he looked at Zhao Yuan, his tone carrying a hint of warning.
Zhao Yuan nodded repeatedly, her flattering smile nearly stretching to her ears.
"Yes, yes! Brother Li, you can rest assured, everything will be done according to the rules!"
As she spoke, she exchanged glances with the waitstaff in the restaurant.
The servers immediately understood and quickly began clearing the tables, bringing over the cash box.
Li Yan's gaze finally settled on the cash box.
A barely noticeable smirk appeared at the corners of his mouth.
That smile carried a hint of greed and a touch of satisfaction.
He walked up to the table, casually picked up a pen, and drew a strange symbol on the back of the ledger.
The symbol resembled a twisted eye, emanating an eerie vibe.
My eyes flickered; while everyone else focused on him extorting money, I noticed that symbol.
It bore a striking resemblance to the symbol I had seen in Gao Chen's photograph.
It seemed that the dark forces behind this were more complex than I had imagined.
I calculated in my mind that after Li Yan left, I must remember this symbol.
Just then, Li Yan's gaze fell on me once again.
He seemed to take an interest in me.
"Kid, you look unfamiliar," he said.
His voice was deep, carrying a hint of scrutiny.
I smirked slightly, revealing a touch of swagger.
"Unfamiliar? Maybe it's just that Brother Li has too many important matters to remember."
My tone was relaxed, yet laced with provocation.
Li Yan's gaze instantly darkened.
The two henchmen behind him stepped forward simultaneously, their muscles tensed tightly.
The atmosphere in the restaurant became charged with tension.
Zhao Yuan's face turned pale with fear as she trembled, trying to defuse the situation.
"Brother Li, he... he's just a new waiter, he doesn't know any better..."
But Li Yan waved his hand, signaling her to be quiet.
He stepped closer to me, his towering figure nearly overshadowing me completely.
A strong scent of tobacco mixed with the smell of blood hit me like a wave.
It was the odor of someone long immersed in darkness.
"My territory, Li Yan's territory, is not a place where any stray cat or dog can run wild," he said, his voice low and filled with an undeniable pressure.
I smiled, a hint of sarcasm playing on my lips.
"Brother Li's territory? Why do I smell something... like a sewer?"
My voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
Li Yan's face instantly turned ashen.
His hand shot out towards my collar.
"You're asking for death!"
I narrowed my eyes, slightly shifting my body to easily evade his attack.
He missed, his body swaying slightly from the force of his lunge.
Seizing the opportunity, I discreetly scratched a few strokes next to the strange symbol on the back of the ledger with my nail.
An inconspicuous little character was cleverly hidden within the texture of the symbol.
Li Yan steadied himself, his gaze dark and menacing as he stared at me.
He seemed taken aback that I had so effortlessly dodged his attack.
"Not bad, kid. You've got some skills."
He snorted coldly, his eyes shifting to the money box beside him.
"Since you're so capable, why don't you take care of tonight's cash?"
There was an unmistakable threat in his voice.
I laughed, a touch of arrogance in my expression.
"Brother Li, you're joking. I'm just a waiter; I don't have that much money," I replied.
Li Yan's gaze was like that of a venomous snake, fixated on me.
He said nothing more, merely staring at me coldly.
The air in the restaurant had become unbearably tense.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for my reaction.
I couldn't help but smirk inwardly; this was just the beginning.
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Li Yan took the money and left with his subordinates.
The restaurant fell into a deathly silence.
Only Zhao Yuan remained, incessantly muttering and complaining about my "lack of understanding."
I ignored her and walked over to the ledger.
Carefully, I picked up the ledger and turned it to the back.
Next to that strange symbol, I had left a small note, like an eye lurking in the darkness.
No one could understand it but me.
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