The temptation behind gentleness

Su Fan's sharp gaze startled Wu Wen.

Wu Wen had been watching from outside the door when Su Fan clashed with the members of the Blood Wolf Gang, aware that Su Fan was formidable.

He instinctively took a step back, swallowed hard, and tried to sound calm as he spoke.

"Not giving?"

"I know you can fight, but let me tell you, we're living in a society governed by law now. Using fists won't solve problems."

"Our Feng's Grand Hotel is a benchmark in the restaurant industry here, and our chairman, Mr. Feng, is a true big shot, a representative of Yang City's business world."

"He can make a call and reach the desk of the City's top official."

"Nobody has ever dared to cause trouble here. I advise you to think carefully about the consequences of your actions."

"Young man, I see that you're not short of money either. How about spending some money for peace of mind? That way, it's easier for both of us, what do you say?"

Wu Wen was deliberately trying to extort him.

Even if he managed to get the money, he wouldn't turn it over to the authorities but keep it for himself.

This wasn't his first time doing something like this.

He had previously extorted several local rich second-generation youths by almost the same means.

He had even pulled off a stunt where he demanded one hundred thousand yuan for an ashtray.

He succeeded every time without fail.

The reason was twofold, firstly because those rich second-generation folks were not short of money, and secondly, because they wouldn't offend the Feng family over a mere few tens of thousands of yuan.

Wu Wen knew all the rich second-generations in Yang City and had pegged Su Fan as a rich mark from out of town. So, he had set his sights on Su Fan that day.

"What did you say?"

Su Fan gave Wu Wen a cold smile

"No money, but I can use this to settle the debt."

With that, Su Fan extended his right hand.

He clenched his right hand into a fist and placed it in front of Wu Wen.

"What?"

Wu Wen looked on with curiosity.

Su Fan opened his hand, which had nothing in it.

"Are you messing with me?"

Wu Wen was visibly irritated.

"I'll slap you."

With a roar of anger, Su Fan harshly slapped Wu Wen across the face

"Smack."

The slap sent Wu Wen flying more than two meters, with ringing in his ears and stars in his eyes, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Before Wu Wen could react, Su Fan moved closer again.

"This slap is for your lack of humanity."

"Smack."

"This slap is for your ignorance of life and death."

"This slap is for your bullying by taking advantage of your power."

"Smack."

"This slap is for your inability to distinguish right from wrong."

Even though Su Fan used less than one-tenth of his strength, it was more than Wu Wen, whose body was hollowed out by debauchery, could handle.

With three successive slaps, Wu Wen's face was deformed, teeth fell out, and his mouth was filled with blood.

"He, he actually dealt such a heavy blow to Wu Wen."

"Wu Wen was wrong, but, Wu Wen is a relative of Feng Zhenghua, the Family Head of Yang City's wealthy Feng family. This Mr. Su, although capable in a fight and with some family backing, is after all a rich young master from out of town. In a lawful era, openly hitting someone in Yang City, if Feng Zhihua gets involved, the related departments in the city will certainly take action. It's not impossible for him to end up in jail."

"This matter, I'm afraid, is going to be tough to handle."

The looks on everyone's faces when they looked at Su Fan contained a hint of pity.

Su Fan's previous conduct had won over everyone present, and now they were all concerned for him.

Su Ya was particularly anxious.

"Su Fan, let's, let's hurry up and leave."

She held Su Fan's arm tightly, frantic to get away.

"Leave, after hitting me and you think you can just walk away? Do you think the Feng's Grand Hotel is some kind of place where you come and go as you please and cause trouble at will?"

"Security, security, lock all the doors for me."

Wu Wen was a man of status and having been made a fool of and beaten into a pig's head in his own territory, there was no way he could swallow this humiliation.

Following his hysterical shouts, the security swiftly locked all the passages and exits.

Immediately afterward, Wu Wen began making a phone call.