Liu Yanbo loved to smile.
In the eyes of his clients, his colleagues, and all his acquaintances, Liu Yanbo always gave off a kind and cheerful impression.
He hardly ever got into a quarrel with anyone and even when he suffered a loss or was looked down upon, he would still smile.
It was as if he was wearing a mask on his face that could never be taken off, always presenting the same usual faint smile.
Just a few moments ago, while he was walking to the bathroom, some people who didn’t agree with his choice to leave Ji Ruyan shoved him roughly. But he just smiled politely and asked them to make way.
But at this moment, his usual smile completely vanished from his face. He was as cold as the wind of the abyss, a wind strong enough to blow people away.
Liu Yanbo didn't care about many people. In the past three years living in Haishi, there were only a small few he cherished.
Lin Xue was one of them.
This girl was entrusted to his care by a brother he considered more important than his own life.
Liu Yanbo promised that Lin Xue would be well taken care of but it seems that he failed to keep that promise.
Seeing Lin Xue’s red and swollen cheek, Liu Yanbo didn’t angrily yell, nor did he curse like a madman. He just rushed over and whispered: "Girl..."
He desperately squeezed a smile, using the last bit of gentleness in his heart.
Lin Xue was indeed introverted and shy but in no means was she weak.
When Wang Yingying ran to help her, she still clenched her teeth and endured the pain on her face, holding back her grievances and forbidding any tears from falling.
But when she saw Liu Yanbo, she couldn’t help it anymore.
Not because she suddenly became weak, but because he was her brother.
"Brother Liu..." Lin Xue threw herself into Liu Yanbo's arms and burst into tears, venting her injustice.
Liu Yanbo gently hugged Lin Xue, tenderly patting her back with his hand, and he gently said: "Girl, I'm so sorry..."
He could feel Lin Xue’s body trembling violently and how heartbreaking her crying was.
Was it because of the pain on her face?
Or because she was wronged?
Or maybe because of fear?
Perhaps it was all of them!
All this made his heart gradually become cold. He slowly closed his eyes--
For Tianshui Bar’s employees, tonight was really unfortunate. It was supposed to be the a happy celebration of the bar’s fifth anniversary, but nothing seemed to be going right.
But for the drinkers, tonight was a worthwhile trip.
The two major underground forces in the city confronted each other for the first time and declared war. It was a rare drama.
No one wanted to leave.
But now their attention was no longer on Ji Ruyan and Xue Long, they were all watching Liu Yanbo.
The shameless man had changed.
He didn’t smile anymore, didn’t care about anyone except his little sister, and didn’t even say a word. But everyone present felt that he had changed immensely. His whole body exuded a chilling cold air.
Would he shamelessly walk away again?
Lin Xue’s crying became sobbing. She hugged Liu Yanbo tightly and looked up. "Brother Liu, I want to go home..."
"Okay." Liu Yanbo opened his eyes. The chilling air on his body continued to increase, but his gaze to Lin Xue was extremely soft and as warm as the sunshine. He softly said: "We’ll go home soon..."
Liu Yanbo took Lin Xue to the bar and asked her to sit on a stool. "Girl, close your eyes."
"Brother Liu..." Lin Xue was uneasy.
Although her older brother was still as gentle as before to her, even she could feel that something had changed in him.
Like a person with dual personalities, the side that had always been suppressed slowly emerged.
It was the darkest side.
Liu Yanbo gently patted Lin Xue’s head, as if coaxing a child, he softly said: “Xue girl, close your eyes. Everything will be fine after a moment.”
Lin Xue trusted Liu Yanbo, so she closed her eyes obediently.
Liu Yanbo slowly unwrapped the pink scarf around Lin Xue’s neck, folded it, then gently covered her eyes and tied a knot at the back of her head.
"Stay here with Lin Xue." Liu Yanbo's voice gradually became cold. He asked Wang Yingying: "Who was it?"
"It was him!" Wang Yingying pointed to Xue Long.
Liu Yanbo slowly raised his head and looked towards the circular table—
Ji Ruyan had met all kinds of people and had seen all kinds of eyes.
The important, the formidable, the insane, the vicious, the evil…
When those people became extremely angry, their eyes always expressed some kind of feeling. Some were powerful, some were unpredictable, some despised the world, some regarded lives as unimportant as grass, and some were just horrible beyond imagination.
But she had never seen such an indifferent look. As if all those eyes saw was a desert, with no signs of life.
In his eyes, were all the people here already dead?
Xue Long also noticed the change in Liu Yanbo. He couldn't tell what it was, nor figure out what kind of feeling it gave him.
But he knew for a fact that that man seemed to have become very dangerous.
"I’m so f****** mad!" Xue Long touched the cheek that was slapped by Lin Xue, and wanted to leave as soon as possible. "Let's go."
“You’re leaving?” Liu Yanbo smiled. “When did I agree to that?” As soon as he said that, Liu Yanbo stepped forward.
He seemed to have suddenly disappeared in the same place. The people around could only see a blur that led to the circular table.
Liu Yanbo was already standing behind Xue Long.
The distance between the bar and the circular table was more than ten meters apart, but Liu Yanbo made it there in the blink of an eye.
What kind of speed was this?
Was he even human?
Behind Xue Long, Liu Yanbo swiftly swept his foot towards the other’s calf.
‘CRACK!’ Xue Long’s leg bone instantly broke, which consequently made him fall to the floor. But before his body could touch the ground, Liu Yanbo kicked him again. This time it was in the waist, breaking a few of his ribs and sending him flying to the sky.
Liu Yanbo jumped up and with his index finger and middle finger slightly bent with the remaining three fingers tightly clenched, he struck Long Xue eighteen times.
‘CRACK, CRACK!’ Every time accompanied by the sound of a breaking bone.
‘BANG!’ Xue Long hit the ground like a pile of mud, he didn’t even have time to scream and immediately fainted. No one knew if he was still alive or dead.
Liu Yanbo lowered down, grabbed Xue Long’s hair, and dragged him towards Lin Xue. Halfway through, he suddenly stopped.
"Lend me your brooch for a bit." Liu Yanbo reached out and pulled off a brooch from the chest of a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man lowered his head, trembling, not daring to look at Liu Yanbo.
Liu Yanbo threw Xue Long in front of Lin Xue, the brooch pierced in an acupuncture point of his hand.
“AH~!” Xue Long’s eyes widened, and he let out a terrible agonizing scream.
"Apologize!" Liu Yanbo kept a hold of his hand and put a few needles on some other acupuncture points on Xue Long's body.
“I’ll make you p-! Ah!” Before Xue Long could finish, Liu Yanbo stepped on his hand.
“Hehe~” Liu Yanbo coldly laughed, picked up an ashtray from the bar, and smashed it down on Xue Long’s hand.
With a ‘BANG!’ he broke a finger.
‘Ahh!’ Xue Long screamed again. This time, he begged for mercy, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry...”
“Too late.” Liu Yanbo lightly said, raising his arm again…
‘BANG, BANG, BANG!’ In an instant, ten fingers were broken…
These thunderous sounds were like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of everyone around. All of them were pale and several people fell to the ground in horror.
Looking at the man holding an ashtray that was dripping blood, and lighting a cigarette with the other hand.
Everyone was shocked--
Was this man a demon from hell?
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