vncnus Chapter 100 is for viewing only, not for consumption; that comes at a different price.
Chapter 100 is for viewing only, not for consumption; that comes at a different price.
Scorpion abruptly composed himself, his face so dark it seemed to drip water. He strode up to Qi Tongwei, the two so close they could smell the tobacco on each other.
"In this land, there is no sting that I, the scorpion, cannot remove."
He ignored the murderous aura emanating from Qi Tongwei and reached directly for Ye Cunxin's chin. His hand was covered in calluses and scars, rough like tree bark.
"Little sister, what's the point of hanging out with a pretty boy who only knows how to talk big?" Scorpion grinned, revealing a mouthful of teeth stained yellow from smoking. "Have a drink with me tonight, and I'll waive the money you lost downstairs. How about it?"
This is not just teasing, it's blatant humiliation.
Qi Tongwei's fingers twitched slightly, and an extremely thin blade slid to his fingertips.
Just as he was about to make a move, a soft hand suddenly pressed down on the back of his hand.
Ye Cunxin was moved.
Unlike most women, she didn't flinch or scream. Instead, she leaned forward to meet the scorpion's hand. Just a second before the rough hand was about to touch her skin, she deftly tilted her head, causing the scorpion to miss its grasp.
Immediately afterwards, she extended a slender, fair finger and gently pressed it against the scorpion's chest, pushing the ruthless killer back half an inch.
"Boss, that's not very sincere."
Ye Cunxin's eyes were alluring, her peach blossom eyes shimmering with a watery light, yet concealing a chilling madness. She casually smoothed her long, wavy hair with her other hand, and her red lips parted slightly:
"I have tons of people wanting to buy me drinks; the line could stretch from Beijing to Paris. What's so special about just giving me a free drink?"
She stepped forward, her full breasts almost touching Scorpion's floral shirt, and the scent of her expensive perfume instantly enveloped Scorpion.
"My appearance fee is quite high. If you want me to drink with you..." She paused, her eyes suddenly turning sharp, "it depends on whether you're tough enough to withstand my murderous aura."
That's too outrageous.
His wildness stunned the group of desperados around him who were used to seeing death.
In a place like this, any woman who dares to talk to a scorpion like that is probably already buried with grass two meters tall.
But the scorpion wasn't angry.
Instead, a more intense excitement erupted from his brownish-yellow eyes. He was like a child who had discovered a new and fascinating toy, his whole being in a state of morbid euphoria.
"Good! You've got guts!"
The scorpion roared, "I love things with stingers! The stingier they are, the more excited I get!"
He whirled around and yelled at the bar, "Hey you! Make this lady her strongest drink! Bring out my treasured bottle!"
Right now.
The moment the scorpion turned around, Qi Tongwei moved.
He appeared to be forced back a step by Scorpion's imposing aura, but in reality, he used this movement to close in, his right hand hanging naturally, lightly brushing against the fluttering cuff of Scorpion's floral shirt.
The movements were as gentle as a breeze.
There wasn't even a tactile sensation.
A tiny tracker, no bigger than a grain of rice, had silently stuck to the inside of the button on the scorpion's cuff.
"Since the boss is so hospitable, let's have a drink."
Qi Tongwei withdrew his hand, then casually put his arm around Ye Cunxin's shoulder, pulling her closer to him. This gesture asserted his ownership while also separating her from Scorpion. "However, I'll have to oversee the mixing of this drink. I'm a very suspicious person, and I'm afraid someone might put something in it."
Scorpion turned around and gave Qi Tongwei a meaningful look.
"Don't worry, I don't need to poison you if I want to kill you all." He patted the bulging holster at his waist, his tone extremely arrogant.
The three of them walked towards the bar.
Ye Cunxin still had that arrogant and spoiled look, but Qi Tongwei could feel that the fingers holding his arm were tightening slightly.
The closer you get to the bar, the stronger the aura of death becomes.
The bartender, codenamed "Rattlesnake," was completely frozen in place.
He kept his head down, not daring to look at the approaching scorpion, holding a shaker in his hand, but unable to unscrew the lid. Cold sweat slid down his forehead and dripped into the pile of ice.
"What's wrong? Too scared to look up when you see an old acquaintance?"
Scorpion walked to the bar, sat down with an air of authority, and slammed his wine glass heavily onto the marble countertop with a loud "bang."
That sound seemed to strike the bartender's heart.
"Rattlesnake, show us what you've got," the scorpion said with a smile, but his eyes were colder than a viper's. "Or do you want me to skin you and make you a new glove?"
The bartender looked up abruptly, his face completely bloodless, his eyes unfocused, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something, but he could only let out a few indistinct sobs.
Qi Tongwei narrowed his eyes.
He saw it.
In the shadows beneath the bar, a very thin steel wire was attached to the bartender's ankle. The other end of the wire was connected to a device inside the bar.
This is a living bomb.
The scorpion is about to be executed in public.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Scorpion pulled out a gold-plated M1911 pistol from his waist, the muzzle slowly sliding across the smooth marble tabletop, making a screeching sound.
Finally, the gun barrel stopped between the bartender's eyebrows.
"Since I can't mix any drinks, there's no point in keeping these hands."
At this moment, Ye Cunxin suddenly let go of Qi Tongwei's hand.
She swayed her alluring figure as she walked step by step to the bar, stopping next to the dark muzzle of a gun.
"Oh dear, this bartender is so handsome, it would be such a waste to kill him." She extended a finger with bright red nail polish and gently pressed it against the cold barrel of the gun. "How about I give it a try?"
She turned to look at Qi Tongwei, smiling like a vixen.
"Honey, if I mix a drink that satisfies him, do you think I could buy his hands? I think they're quite beautiful; they'd look great chopped off and made into a specimen to display at home."
Qi Tongwei's lips twitched slightly.
This woman is overacting.
But he knew what Ye Cunxin wanted to do.
She's stalling for time.
"Buy whatever makes you happy." Qi Tongwei put his hands in his pockets, seemingly relaxed, but actually already holding the ceramic knife hidden in his pocket.
"Then it's settled."
Ye Cunxin chuckled, and with a flick of her wrist, the gun that was originally pointing at the bartender was pressed down by her seemingly boneless fingers, the muzzle deflected by half an inch, and pointed directly at the ice bucket on the bar.
The scorpion narrowed its eyes.
That woman's strength just now... it doesn't seem like that of a pampered young lady.
"Then please." Scorpion released his grip, leaving the gun on the table, and looked at Ye Cunxin with interest. "Let me see what tricks you can pull."
Ye Cunxin walked around the bar and went to the trembling bartender.
The strong perfume masked the bartender's body odor and the smell of fear.
She leaned close to the bartender's ear and whispered quickly in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Shut up if you don't want to die, and cut that red thread down there."
After saying that, she grabbed a bottle of vodka, held it high, and the deep red liquid poured down like a waterfall, drawing a blood-red arc under the light.
"This is called—Bloody Mary."