Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Could it be drugs?

With her professional eye, Feng Cai'er immediately recognized the suspicious contents within the plastic bag.

Green Hair was watching the excitement when he suddenly saw three or four police officers walking toward him.

Among them, a beautiful female officer was staring intently at his feet.

He shivered and followed the policewoman's gaze to his feet.

With that glance, Green Hair's face went pale with shock—his hair was originally green, but now his entire face matched.

Dammit, the thing he couldn't find in the hotel, unfortunately, had fallen out of his pant leg.

Even worse, the police caught the whole thing.

A reflex took over, and Green Hair turned around and bolted.

From his pant leg fell three small plastic bags onto the ground.

"Stop running!"

Feng Cai'er gave chase immediately, her speed was impressive.

Green Hair hadn't even made it around the street corner before Feng Cai'er grabbed him and pushed him to the ground.

Using her professional Grasping Hand Technique, she twisted Green Hair's wrist and deftly cuffed him.

Feng Cai'er walked over with a dejected Green Hair in tow and, with the help of several other officers, pushed him into the patrol car.

She saw Yang Fei standing to the side with a smug grin and snorted, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen the police arrest a thief before?"

Yang Fei chuckled and pointed at her chest.

Feng Cai'er looked down and let out a yelp, quickly covering her chest.

It seems she had been a bit too vigorous in apprehending Green Hair.

The buttons of her police blouse, already under strain, had popped open.

"What are you staring at? Keep looking, and I'll shoot you!"

With her clothing grasped tightly, Feng Cai'er's eyes, watery and wide, glared fiercely at Yang Fei.

This mysterious guy had once impressed Feng Cai'er, but those sneaky eyes of his were utterly irritating.

Yang Fei laughed heartily, started humming a little tune, and walked into the hotel, ignoring Feng Cai'er.

Inside the hotel, Lin Xueyi looked at Yang Fei, her face full of fear, "Were those three bags planted on Green Hair by you?"

Yang Fei grinned and pulled a Red River cigarette from a pack, lit it up, and inhaled deeply.

He blew a ring of smoke and said, "His stuff naturally had to be returned to him."

Lin Xueyi's eyes nearly popped out.

Although she had guessed the outcome, hearing Yang Fei confirm it was still incredibly shocking.

"My goodness, all you did was pat his shoulder. How did you manage to slip the stuff back on him? How did you do it?"

Lin Xueyi's voice was low, but her beautiful eyes were wide open with astonishment.

Yang Fei exhaled another smoke ring, proudly boasting, "Just a trifle, no challenge for me."

"Back in the day, I even managed to sprinkle a bag of pepper powder inside the shorts of the president of Mysterious Country, Obama. Impressive, huh?"

"Pah, if you keep talking nonsense, I'm really going to get mad, you hear?"

Lin Xueyi spits, but then she sees the rascal straddle into a stance and keep still.

Her curiosity is piqued, "What are you doing?"

Yang Fei's neck is stretched out like a duck's, his gaze hazy.

"Nothing much, Sister Xueyi. When did you switch to peacock blue for your intimate wear?"

"It looks good, elegance, daring, with a hint of mysterious charm."

Lin Xueyi looked down, jumped up as if burned, and covered her neckline with her hand.

"So annoying, always picking on your sister."

Lin Xueyi held her neckline, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she shot Yang Fei an angry glance.

Yet, the corners of her lips betrayed a faint smile, "Let's talk serious business. Since the frame-up didn't work this time, do you think Wu Wei will back off knowing it's difficult?"

Yang Fei reluctantly withdrew his gaze, shaking his head, "I still understand Wu Wei."

"Having lost face at our hotel this time, he won't let it go so easily."

"He considers the University City SC District his turf and won't allow anyone to slap him in the face. Otherwise, he won't be able to keep mixing in these circles."

Lin Xueyi's heart tightened once again, "Then what should we do?"

Yang Fei shook his head and sighed, "The ship will straighten itself when it reaches the bridge, we just do our business honestly and have no fear, as a straight person doesn't fear a crooked shadow."

"Sister Xueyi, you don't need to worry too much."

Lin Xueyi nodded, wanting to say something, but ended up saying nothing, instead sighing deeply.

Suddenly, Yang Fei leapt up, his mouth forming an 'O' shape, "Wow, beauties are everywhere, and today especially, another beauty has arrived."

Lin Xueyi turned around and saw at the hotel entrance, a cold and exquisite beauty entering her view.

She walked into the lobby with her hands in her pockets, her crystal high heels clicking on the ground.

Behind her, two porters struggled to drag large suitcases inside.

The beauty wore black, wide-legged casual trousers and a matching small-collared casual OL shirt on the top.

Her plain white blouse outlined her slender and graceful figure, her waist so slim it could be encompassed with a single grip.

With delicate facial features as if carved from jade and a commanding cold presence, the appearance of the beauty seemed to brighten the entire hotel lobby.

At the same time, the temperature around seemed to drop several degrees.

A beauty like her was truly disaster-level, a real stunner.

The expression on Yang Fei's face turned mischievous, lips slightly curled in a half-smirk, half-smile.

Yet Lin Xueyi couldn't help but smile.

This woman was none other than the ice queen who, a few days ago, was drugged and nearly compromised.

It was also because of her that they had offended Wu Wei, leading to one problem after another.

The ice queen completely ignored Yang Fei's piercing gaze.

She directed the two porters to place her suitcases next to the counter.

Then she pulled out hundred-yuan bills, without even counting, handed over the money, and dismissed them.

Finally, the beauty smiled faintly at Lin Xueyi, "Sister, we meet again."

Lin Xueyi returned a warm smile, "You've come with suitcases — planning on staying at the hotel?"

The ice queen sighed helplessly, her expression still as frosty as ever, "Yes, I just arrived in Yannan City and haven't had a stable place to stay for the past few days."

"I'm thinking of renting a room at your place for a month; would that be convenient?"

As she spoke, she cast a meaningful glance at Yang Fei.

There was an inscrutable glint in her eyes.

"Not convenient!"

Before Lin Xueyi could speak, Yang Fei spoke up indifferently from the side, bluntly rejecting the ice queen.

The ice queen arched her beautiful brows and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Hmm? Are you the owner, or the general manager?"

Lin Xueyi also looked at Yang Fei with confusion.

Given this scoundrel's temperament, with such a devastatingly beautiful woman staying at the hotel, this guy would usually be all over her, eagerly attentive.

What's gotten into him today?