Super War God in the City

At the Pearl Hotel lobby, dance music was already playing.

At that moment, Tan Tianlei was dancing elegantly with Feng Shuya in the dance floor, although this woman was not someone he could casually think about, but he couldn't miss a chance with such a beauty—a real scoundrel he'd be!

Besides, he was doing it for a mission, and he figured Young Master Long wouldn't say anything even if he knew.

Feng Shuya hadn't wanted to dance with this man, but in such a situation, she couldn't avoid the social niceties.

So, she agreed to his invitation, mainly because the project he discussed really appealed to her.

At the edge of the dance floor, Shen Zi's face was already clouded with anger. She had just confirmed with a call to Young Master Long that indeed, it was a task assigned by him.

However, seeing Tan Tianlei's lecherous look, it was clear he was using this excuse to take full advantage.

She didn't know why, but despite knowing he was a womanizer, she somehow still liked him.

"Asshole, if it wasn't a task assigned by Young Master Long, I'd tear that flirt to shreds!" Shen Zi thought furiously.

At that moment, two young men appeared at the entrance—Peng Ming and Ling Fan.

Peng Ming was a significant figure in the Central Sea, showed his ID to the bouncer and slipped him a tip, and then entered; it was not a particularly closed or strict gathering.

"Boss, which one is the sister-in-law!" Peng Ming took off his sunglasses and placed them on his chest, his eyes scanning around.

Immediately, he saw an ominous figure in the dance floor, "Fuck, what bad luck!"

Ling Fan raised an eyebrow, "What happened?"
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"Nothing, just ran into an idiot, an old rival!" Peng Ming said, his expression darkening.

"Hmm, tell me if anything comes up!" Ling Fan advised.

"Hehe, just a small fry, scurries away like a rat at the sight of a cat when he sees me," Peng Ming laughed smugly.

This guy also cared too much about face, mostly at his own expense, yet never admitting it.

"Your sister-in-law doesn't seem to be around, but who is that dancing with Shu Ya?" Ling Fan frowned, pointing towards Tan Tianlei who was dancing with Feng Shuya.

Following Ling Fan's finger, Peng Ming suddenly felt shocked, "That's the sister-in-law?"

Ling Fan recalled how Feng Qiang had kept calling him brother-in-law at the Xinghua Banquet, but apparently, there was no special relationship between them.

He remained silent; he just thought the guy seemed dishonest, perhaps he was a bit too sensitive in capturing the Divine Sense just now, feeling inexplicably annoyed.

Taking Ling Fan's silence as agreement, Peng Ming thought to himself that he indeed had many beautiful sister-in-laws.

Just now he was wondering when Tan Tianlei, that idiot, had stepped on some dog luck to get close to such outstanding beauty—turns out she was his sister-in-law.

"Motherfucker, dare to touch my brother's woman!" Peng Ming cursed internally.

He then approached a table, placed one hand on its edge, exerted force, and with a 'boom', flipped the table over.

"Tan Tianlei, you son of a bitch, keep your stinking paws off, since when can an idiot like you touch my brother's woman?" Peng Ming bellowed.

The noise immediately drew everyone's attention, and the sound of the table smashing to the ground startled everyone.

As everyone's eyes focused on Peng Ming, they immediately understood—Young Master Peng had come to disrupt the scene, even the surrounding security felt a headache.

In Central Sea, who didn't know, with these two guys around, peace was never an option.

Tan Tianlei was embracing Feng Shuya, relishing the soft elasticity on his arm and the gentle fragrance wafting into his nostrils, when suddenly, he was startled by Peng Ming's explosive shout.

Just as the music stopped, Tan Tianlei sharply turned to look, only to see Peng Ming standing arrogantly near the door, pointing at him.

"Motherfucker, I gave you face!" Tan Tianlei instantly felt a surge of anger.

Feng Shuya was also startled and looked up, immediately recognizing the familiar face and instinctively stepped back, maintaining some distance from Tan Tianlei.

Feeling the change in Feng Shuya's attitude, Tan Tianlei grew even more annoyed.

He immediately looked at Peng Ming, sneered, and said, "You little bastard, last time I beat you into a pig's head and you still haven't learned your lesson, huh? Believe me, this time I might kill you!"

At that, a thought struck him—if things messed up this time, why not just blame it all on this bastard and see how Young Master Long deals with you, you piece of shit.

Speaking, Tan Tianlei continued to mock, "I'm really curious how someone who's always trampled under my feet like a grandchild has the nerve to come and challenge me!"

Ling Fan, standing nearby, heard this and grimaced slightly. Peng Ming apparently wasn't doing well either!

He knew this guy liked to show off in front of him. If what that guy said was true, then he's having a really rough time!

Seeing Ling Fan's facial expression change, Peng Ming felt he was losing face. He wasn't doing well, which also meant losing face for his boss!

"Bullshit, who the fuck is the grandchild here; today you kneel down and call me grandpa three times, or you won't leave this place!" Peng Ming was also ruthless, his face couldn't be lost in front of his boss.

Tan Tianlei stepped toward Peng Ming and said, "Today, I'll give you a chance to act tough. Let's see how you make me call you grandpa three times!"

Shen Zi also walked over. The Dragon-Slaying Business Association and Tianlong Business Association were natural enemies, and naturally, she stood with Tan Tianlei in this critical matter.

"Peng Ming, you're no match for us; just leave, don't disgrace yourself," Shen Zi also spoke up.

Her impression of Peng Ming was not bad, actually. When they were kids, before Qinglong Business Association split, they had all played together in the mud wearing open-crotch pants.

Peng Ming glanced at Shen Zi, ignored her, and chuckled coldly, "I'm just wondering, what's so good about this guy that you're so fond of him? All he does is indulge in pleasures; aren't you afraid he'll catch some dirty disease?"

As soon as these words came out, it immediately drew a variety of strange looks at Tan Tianlei from the surrounding crowd.

Tan Tianlei's face darkened instantly, "Son of a bitch, you, a no-account big shot propped by the business association, strut in front of me again and again, playing tough.

Today I swear, if I don't strip you and parade you through the streets, I'll take your surname!"

"This time Peng Ming is in big trouble; this guy is really odd, insisting on looking for trouble even when he clearly can't win," the crowd sighed and shook their heads.

"I remember last time at the swimming pool, wasn't he tied up by Young Master Tan and thrown out? That was pretty humiliating!" another person muttered.

Ling Fan took in the surrounding comments, his frown deepening by the moment.

Peng Ming's face flushed red, about to explode, when suddenly Ling Fan stepped in front of him.

"They are telling the truth!" Ling Fan said indifferently, his tone utterly emotionless.

Peng Ming's heart skipped a beat, he pursed his lips, and after a long moment, he said, "Boss...I....."

Tan Tianlei then turned his gaze towards Ling Fan, sizing him up, and said disdainfully, "A few days ago, while he was getting ground into the dirt under me, he mentioned some awesome boss. Could he possibly have been talking about you, you country bumpkin?"