Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 8: Zhang Yuxuan

Leaning against the restroom door, Zhang Yuxuan posed enchantingly, "Did you hear that?"

Lin Zifeng raised an eyebrow inquisitively, "Hear what?"

"There!"

Zhang Yuxuan slightly tilted her mouth, pointing to one of the men's stalls.

Lin Zifeng was curious as deranged sounds of a man and a woman emitted from within, but by now, he had grown accustomed to such spectacles.

Lin Zifeng tilted his head and listened closely to the sounds coming from the restroom.

Indeed, the sounds of frenzy between a man and a woman grew louder.

As the volume increased, even Zhang Yuxuan's innocent face couldn't help but flush with color.

Such occurrences were hardly rare in nightclubs.

Everyone came seeking thrills, and in this day and age, it hardly counted for much.

Especially in such entertainment clubs frequented by C-list celebrities.

"Do you want to try it too? Is that it?" Lin Zifeng asked naughtily, glancing at Zhang Yuxuan's pale, smooth long legs.

Zhang Yuxuan, who worked at nightclubs, must have reached that alluring realm under the influence of such an environment.

Zhang Yuxuan smiled without speaking, gradually walking towards Lin Zifeng.

She slowly placed her slender, jade-like arm over Lin Zifeng's shoulder, blowing her warm breath toward him.

Her willowy waist was fair and smooth, not an ounce of excess fat, with a pert and ample bottom beneath her shorts—its roundness stark against her slender waist.

Zhang Yuxuan gradually pushed Lin Zifeng against the wall, then coiled her legs—in black high-heels—around his waist and gently caressed his chiseled cheeks with her right hand.

Lin Zifeng's normally aloof face slowly broke into a passionate smile.

Everyone was playing their part, each with their own needs—you have your longing, I have my embarrassment; it's quite normal.

But just as Lin Zifeng was about to reach for Zhang Yuxuan's slender waist, to his surprise, she suddenly pushed him away!

"Hmph! You're nothing special after all! But don't you dare treat me like just anyone!"

With those words, Zhang Yuxuan coldly smirked, haughtily adjusting the clothes on her fragrant shoulders, then turned and walked away with chilly elegance.

Lin Zifeng was initially stunned, but soon let out a bitter laugh.

Who would have guessed that a nightclub regular had such presence? Quite unexpected.

And he had mistaken her for one of those desperate, flirty girls you find in nightclubs.

"Haha! Quite interesting," Lin Zifeng remarked as he pulled out a cigarette, leisurely lighting it and taking a deep drag.

Before leaving, Lin Zifeng deliberately slapped the restroom door.

"Can you keep it down a bit? We're men out here, and it's really uncomfortable to hear!"

"If you're uncomfortable, then come on in! Join us!" came the wild voice of the woman from inside.

"You go ahead! I haven't sunk to such desperate straits yet."

As he stepped out of the restroom, Lin Zifeng passed by two lackeys standing at the entrance, looking all rough and tumble, with dyed yellow hair and earrings.

"Hey, bro, you're just gonna leave like that?" one of the bleached-haired ruffians said.

"Big brother! What do you want?" Lin Zifeng showed a frightened and pitiful face.

The two of them felt a surge of contempt—he was really just this sort of guy!

"Brother, I haven't figured out where tonight's late-night snack money is coming from yet. How about it? Buddy, you treat your bro to some grub?" Another hooligan with a cigarette dangling from his mouth patted Lin Zifeng's sturdy back.

"Sure! What do you guys want to eat?"

Lin Zifeng's eyes shimmered slightly, as if he was about to cry, bending over with a hunchback.

"Heh! We've got a real idiot here!" The blond scoffed disdainfully, then made a gesture to his buddy next to him, grabbed Lin Zifeng's shoulder, and headed toward the men's restroom.

It looked like they were planning to give Lin Zifeng a taste of their color.

...

Less than three minutes later, Lin Zifeng stretched and strolled out lazily, then headed straight for the exit.

As he passed the bar, Lin Zifeng flashed a smirking smile at a slightly shocked Zhang Yuxuan and even made a funny face!

That immediately infuriated Zhang Yuxuan so much he almost grabbed a wine bottle.

When the two battered brothers staggered out, supporting each other, their faces were so swollen they looked like they had puffed up. If you didn't look closely, you might not even recognize them.

"What happened to you two...? How did you turn into pigheads in just a moment?"

Zhang Yuxuan was somewhat surprised.

"Yuxuan, we got set up! Turns out the guy was playing the old trick of the pig pretending to be a tiger!" said the blond, his face now as swollen as a sausage, his words hardly intelligible.

"You...!"

...

After leaving the nightclub, Lin Zifeng took a car straight to his wife's house.

In less than half an hour, Lin Zifeng arrived in front of a very luxurious villa!

"Holy crap! My wife is seriously loaded! This villa must be worth tens of millions, at least! Can't play this game without big bucks," Lin Zifeng marveled at the luxurious villa with its rich, fragrant grassy aroma.

After sneaking in, the European-style luxury architecture really caught Lin Zifeng's eye!

Entering the yard, Lin Zifeng saw a spacious grass field stretching over a thousand meters, with dozens of tall, luxurious, and exquisite villas at the end. All around the villas, lights were blazing bright, probably costing tens of thousands just for the nightly lighting!

Furthermore, there were quite a few servants inside and out, but what shocked Lin Zifeng the most was that their housemaids were Filipino! True tycoon style.

After scaling a few lofty buildings and avoiding several large watchdogs, Lin Zifeng's nose, as if it had sprouted spiritual senses, led him straight to the residence of the great President Nangong.

And indeed, Lin Zifeng guessed correctly; the largest villa had to be where President Nangong lived. It was almost too easy to find.

At this moment, inside Nangong Bing's room, American symphonies played. The room was luxurious and tasteful, and President Nangong, the great beauty, was soaking in a milk bath in the bathroom, sipping on a high-class red wine from 1983.

She was enjoying both the wash and the music, which brought her great comfort, scrubbing her delicate body in the tremendous bathroom filled with the customary reddish lights and rose scent pervading the space.

Nangong Bing sang a tune to herself, not even aware that a male wolf was already sitting in the fragrant chamber, drinking red wine, and enjoying the delicacy.

After Nangong Bing finished bathing, she stood before the shower, rinsing her delicate body.

Through the pink glass, Lin Zifeng took his time sipping the red wine, carefully admiring her divinely exquisite form.

Behind the glass, Nangong Bing's fiery body was like a feast of Gluttony! Her long, snow-white legs were like pristine lotus roots!

One could not help but let their imagination roam.

...

When Nangong Bing emerged from the bath, she was met with Lin Zifeng's wickedly smiling face and his awkward grin, but what truly made her wish she were dead was that he even waved at her!

"Wife! Done washing? How about we go for another round?"

"Ah!!"

Nangong Bing, wrapped in a bathrobe, let out a piercing shriek; and in her shock, her hand relaxed, causing her bathrobe to fall to the ground!

A loud shout suddenly filled the entire room.

It was like the Lion Roar Skill, a high-decibel sound that assaulted Lin Zifeng's eardrums!..