School Beauty's Peerless Soldier

Xu Fan's tone made it seem like searching for evidence was as easy as picking something out of his pocket, and Qin Mengyue couldn't help but laugh scornfully.

After sizing up this naive high school student, Qin Mengyue snorted, "Xu Fan, don't think the Flying Eagle Gang is just some petty group like those delinquents at your school. These guys are capable of murder!"

"Let's not even mention the 'Four Kings' around the Flying Eagle Gang's leader, just the gang's underlings alone could drown you with their spit—got it?"

"Oh?"

Xu Fan narrowed his eyes, amused, as he watched Qin Mengyue try to intimidate him like a child, and he chuckled.

He had yet to meet the 'Four Kings' of the Flying Eagle Gang, but neither had he been drowned by the spit of the gang's underlings.

"So according to Officer Qin, I'm just trash then?"

As he spoke, Xu Fan's gaze swept over the deep valley beneath Qin Mengyue's police uniform. 'Officer Qin' was not a title given lightly.

"Need you ask?"

Qin Mengyue, holding her head high and snorting with arrogance, said, "Xu Fan, you're young and haven't seen much of the world. Once you witness the cruelty of the Flying Eagle Gang, I'm afraid you'll wet your pants in fear."

"Heh heh."

Xu Fan chuckled, his eyes narrowing slightly with a hint of conspiracy, and said, "Officer Qin, how about we make a bet then?"

"Hmm?"

Qin Mengyue frowned, feeling like this guy was defiant because he was provoked by her…

"What bet?"

Xu Fan said, "If I help you find the criminal evidence against the Flying Eagle Gang, then you, Officer Qin, should call me 'good husband' three times, how about that?"

"Xu Fan! You're really asking for it!"

With Xu Fan's blatant flirting, Qin Mengyue slammed the table, stood up, and glared at him like a furious dinosaur!

Despite the tension, Xu Fan remained calm, narrowing his eyes and saying, "Why? Don't tell me our dear Officer Qin is scared?"

"What a joke!"

Provoked, Qin Mengyue retorted, "Why should I, a grown woman, be afraid of a kid like you? Xu Fan, if you can actually find the evidence, not only will I call you 'good husband' three times, I'd even spend a night with you without a problem!"

Confident and arrogant, Qin Mengyue truly believed that Xu Fan, with his frail stature, couldn't possibly find any incriminating evidence against the Flying Eagle Gang!

"Alright, it's settled then."

Grinning, Xu Fan waved at Qin Mengyue and walked towards the door.

Qin Mengyue, frowning, watched him go, wondering if he was actually taking her seriously?

"Hey! Kid! Are you really seeking death? I admit I might have hurt your pride earlier, but it's the truth. Don't be foolish and seek death!"

Although Qin Mengyue didn't particularly like Xu Fan, she didn't want to stand by and watch him go send himself to his death with the Flying Eagle Gang.

Xu Fan stopped, looked back at Qin Mengyue with a playful smile, and taunted, "What? Afraid I'll die, and there'll be no one to call you 'good wife'? How about you share your bed tonight, and I won't go?"

"Get lost! As far away as you can!"

Seeing Xu Fan's smug look, Qin Mengyue didn't hesitate to grab whatever was nearby and hurled it at him!

However, the object only hit the door; Xu Fan had already made his escape.

"Hmph! With that timid kid, how could he possibly go against the Flying Eagle Gang? He doesn't even know where their headquarters is!"

Still seething, Qin Mengyue sat down in her chair, crossed her arms, and muttered to herself, convinced that this guy was probably just going downstairs for a late-night snack.

...

Xu Fan indeed didn't know where the Flying Eagle Gang's headquarters were, but that was before he had seen Qin Mengyue's information.

With Qin Mengyue's information, Xu Fan found tonight's operation to be a bit more convenient.

After hailing a taxi, Xu Fan soon arrived at the Flying Eagle Gang's stronghold, the Nightingale Bar.

The Nightingale Bar, where the Flying Eagle Gang had started, naturally became their stronghold as tradition passed down.

Due to a strict crackdown, the bar's neon-lit entrance now hosted several muscular bouncers in tank tops.

The increased vigilance was clearly not to capsize in the gutter during these perilous times.

Xu Fan, wearing flip-flops, had not even entered when four tall and burly men blocked his way.

"Where did this little punk come from! Are you blind? Scram!"

Recently, only members of the Flying Eagle Gang could enter and exit the Nightingale Bar, and Xu Fan's sloppy appearance clearly did not belong.

Xu Fan, far from alarmed, smiled and narrowed his eyes as he surveyed the four bruisers surrounding him. "Move aside, I'm giving you three seconds."

"Hmph, you dare act tough in front of the Flying Eagle Gang?"

The lead guard sneered, but before he could utter his intimidating words, Xu Fan spoke again.

"Three."

That simple number instantly sent the four men's anger soaring to the extreme!

"Fight! If he dies, it's on me!"

Watching the confident look of disdain in Xu Fan's eyes, the lead guard roared and his fist as big as a sandbag hammered towards Xu Fan's face!

Xu Fan, cool and collected, a sigh flashing through his eyes as if lamenting the four men's ignorance, swiftly caught the incoming fist with one hand, making it look effortless.

Crack after crack! His fist was crushed to smithereens in Xu Fan's grip; before the other three could show their surprise, Xu Fan blasted three swift punches!

The three men fell into various awkward positions, all collapsing on the ground, completely disheveled!

"Ah, why bother?"

He sighed and shook his head, then stepped over the four guards and walked straight into the Nightingale Bar.

Perhaps due to the special period, the bar did not blare noisy, explosive music, and at this moment, groups of tired Flying Eagle Gang members were sprawled inside.

Clearly, the recent crackdown had caused them significant losses.

Xu Fan's gaze landed on the most central position in the bar, and he smiled before walking over.

As Xu Fan drew nearer to the seats, the focus on him began to intensify.

The crowd was curious how this guy had walked in.

Now at the seats, he didn't bother with small talk, grabbed two seemingly high-ranking guys by the collar one in each hand, and flung them out like dead dogs.

Following that, he plopped down on a seat, casually crossing one leg over the other.

The nonchalance in his eyes seemed to overlook the many Flying Eagle Gang members now swarming around him, trapping him tightly.

His eyes landed on a pack of Nanjing cigarettes on the table, Xu Fan picked one out, lit it, and took a deep drag.

Feeling the smoke gradually dissipating in his lungs, his gaze then fell on the group of fierce-looking Flying Eagle Gang members in front of him.

"Be good, call your boss over."

The tone seemed coaxing, but in the eyes of these rough men, it was a blatant insult.

In an instant, several thugs pulled out machetes with a chilling gleam, slashing directly at Xu Fan's forehead!

Xu Fan saw this, smiling wryly as he shook his head.

Why bother?