Longteng Bar, located on the bustling Shenghua Road in Kyoto, is brightly lit and is the largest bar in the surrounding area.
Nine o'clock in the evening is the busiest time at Longteng Bar.
I saw pairs of fashionably dressed men and women walking in and out of the bar, making it very lively.
In the bar, countless men and women in cool clothes were swaying crazily on the dance floor to the loud music, venting their desires.
At this time, at the bar counter of the bar.
A girl in her early twenties, wearing sexy clothes, was sitting on a chair, looking at the noisy environment around her, with a look of disgust deep in her eyes.
This girl is none other than Song Kang’s daughter, Song Wenqian!
Since Song Kang died in battle three years ago while protecting Li Changye, Song Wenqian and her brother Song Wenjie have become orphans.
Later, Song Kang's mother became seriously ill. In order to treat her grandmother's illness, Song Wenqian had to go out to work. She worked outside during the day and worked part-time in a bar at night, selling drinks to bar guests.
but!
The bar environment is very chaotic and mixed, but Song Wenqian is beautiful and is often attracted by
Harassment by others.
But in order to treat her grandma, no matter how much she hated it, she could only grit her teeth and persevere.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise at the door of the bar.
When Song Wenqian heard the news, she saw a young man with white hair and a silver suit walking into the bar surrounded by five or six bodyguards.
This white-haired young man had earrings in his ears, his neck was covered with tattoos, and he had a crazy smile on his lips, exuding an arrogant aura.
"Young Master Qi, you are here!"
"Hello, Mr. Qi!"
When the men and women in the bar saw the white-haired young man, they immediately bowed and said hello with smiles on their faces, and their faces were full of fawning looks.
The young man in white smiled evilly and gestured towards the DJ at the bar not far away.
The bar DJ immediately understood and shouted loudly: "Master Qi will pay for all the expenses tonight!"
In an instant, there was a burst of warm cheers in the bar.
The huge sound wave seemed to bring down the entire roof!
The name of this young man in white is Qi Huaiyuan, the eldest son of the Qi family in Kyoto.
Although the Qi family is not of high rank in Kyoto, they are very rich and somewhat famous in Kyoto.
As the eldest son of the Qi family, Qi Huaiyuan has a perverse personality. He hangs out with a group of younger brothers in various bars and nightclubs in Kyoto every day. He is a famous nightclub prince in Kyoto.
When Song Wenqian saw Qi Huaiyuan's figure, her face suddenly turned pale, and she hurriedly walked towards the back door of Longteng Bar, trying to avoid Qi Huaiyuan.
However, before she could reach the door, she was stopped by Qi Huaiyuan's bodyguard.
Then, a joking voice sounded behind Song Wenqian.
"Qianqian, where do you want to go?"
Song Wenqian looked back and saw Qi Huaiyuan hanging a cigarette and looking at her with an evil smile.
Song Wenqian's body trembled, she forced a smile on her face, and stammered: "Qi... Mr. Qi, I'm sorry, I have something at home, I need to rush back to deal with it immediately!"
"Is there something going on at home?"
Qi Huaiyuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "If there is anything I need to ask someone to solve it for you, just stay with me tonight!"
After saying that, Qi Huaiyuan showed a lustful/evil look in his eyes, grabbed Song Wenqian's arm, and walked to the private room.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
Song Wenqian's face was full of panic, and she struggled desperately to break free from Qi Huaiyuan's hands.
But Qi Huaiyuan's palms were like iron pliers, tightly grabbing her wrist.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free from Qi Huaiyuan's hands.
In desperation, Song Wenqian raised her right hand and slapped Qi Huaiyuan hard on the face.
Snapped!
Hearing a crisp slap in the face, Qi Huaiyuan tilted his head and his body suddenly froze.
There was a look of panic in Song Wenqian's eyes, and she quickly apologized to Qi Huaiyuan: "Mr. Qi, I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean it!"
However!
Before she could finish her words, Qi Huaiyuan slapped her and sent her flying.
"Bitch, it's your honor that I like you, but you dare to hit me! If I don't kill you today, I won't have the same surname as Qi!"
Qi Huaiyuan pointed at Song Wenqian on the ground and cursed with a ferocious expression.
A violent look flashed in his eyes, he picked up the high chair next to him and hit Song Wenqian hard on the head.
This high chair is made of solid wood and weighs more than ten kilograms. If it hits Song Wenqian, she will be seriously injured even if she does not die!
Facing the high stool that hit her head, Song Wenqian had a look of despair in her eyes.
Just when the bar stool was about to hit Song Wenqian, a palm suddenly stretched out like lightning and grabbed the bar stool in Qi Huaiyuan's hand.
At this time, Song Wenqian had closed her eyes and was waiting for death in despair.
But soon!
She was surprised to find that the pain she expected did not come.
How is this going?
Did Qi Huaiyuan let him go?
Song Wenqian opened her eyes and saw the scene in front of her, which made her stunned.
The high stool in Qi Huaiyuan's hand suddenly stopped just an inch away from her head.
A young man in black appeared beside her at some point, grabbed the high stool, and blocked Qi Huaiyuan's attack for her.
It was Li Changye who arrived at Longteng Bar in time!
"hateful!"
Qi Huaiyuan twitched the high stool in his hand with a ferocious expression, trying to pull the high stool out of Li Changye's hand.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the high stool would not move at all.
"Get out of here!"
A cold voice suddenly sounded.
A frightening cold light flashed in Li Changye's eyes, and his palms suddenly exerted force, forcefully pulling the stool from Qi Huaiyuan's hand.
Then, he raised the high stool and hit Qi Huaiyuan hard on the face.
Click!
Hearing the sound of broken bones, Qi Huaiyuan flew straight away, with blood dripping from his face instantly!
A miserable voice suddenly sounded in the bar!
"Ahhh, my face!"
Qi Huaiyuan covered his face and screamed in pain.
The bridge of his nose was broken by Li Changye's stool, and he almost fainted from the pain.
"Why are you still standing there! Why don't you kill this kid quickly!" Qi Huaiyuan roared at his bodyguard with a ferocious expression.
In all his life, he has never been beaten like this!
At this time, Qi Huaiyuan's bodyguards reacted. They immediately pulled out the electric batons from their waists and rushed towards Li Changye together.
However, before they could react, Li Changye raised his right foot and kicked them all away one at a time.