Sheng Qiangwei carefully observed the pendant for a long time, then her shining eyes glanced back at Feng Yi, constantly staring... She never thought Feng Yi would actually appeal to girls. Had he finally caught on? She did not notice that her thinking was somewhat abnormal.

After all, Sheng Qiangwei is overwhelming, and after being stared at for so long, even Sir Feng began to feel uncomfortable. Perhaps you didn't care about such things because of alcohol. Feng Yi turned to respond to Sheng Qiangwei with bold eyes.

Seemingly realizing something, Sheng Qiangwei hurriedly moved back, saying: "Is... is it for me?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't want it."

"Well, if that is the case, I, your lady, will reluctantly accept it." Sheng Qiangwei said this but did not look at Feng Yi at all. Instead, she extended her delicate hand, in an ambiguous fashion, as if she didn't care if she got it or not.

Well, he just had to hand it over.

Playing with the trinket, Sheng Qiangwei didn't take long to hang it around her neck. After a while, under the influence of alcohol, she fell on Feng Yi once again, but by then she had already fallen asleep.

At this time, the duo of Elvis and the fat tiger were singing merrily. They only took their seats after they were tired, and when they did they noticed a shocking scene... My God! The proud Sheng Qiangwei was actually asleep in Feng Yi's arms?

Now the most unlucky person was Feng Yi, he couldn't push her away, but not pushing her would lead to misunderstandings.

The fat tiger hit the nail on the head and said, "Hey, Brother Feng, I think Sister Qiangwei means this, just accept her, just right for our party of three men and three women." While speaking, the fat tiger suddenly cast a sinister look at two plain girls, startling them into shrinking back.

"This fat guy can just run his mouth, don't worry." Elvis consoled.

Unknown to Elvis, the two girls said they weren't afraid of him, the fat guy, but were more afraid of Elvis. After all, Elvis is a Black Ghost, and if things go south, the two of them won't be able to handle it. Clearly, these two scheming girls don't speak casually. When they do, each of their words is suffocating enough to leave Elvis unable to advance or retreat.

It was awkward, but thankfully karaoke time is always short and sweet. During this time, the sister duo also sang a couple of songs. In the words of the fat guy, their voices were sweet and mesmerizing. He was a fan. But that's where it ended, as this guy is all bark and no bite, just shooting the breeze, not actually taking action.

Upon leaving the karaoke room, it was already past midnight. The two buddies, Elvis and the fat tiger, were quite decent. The security situation in the Shadow District was notoriously bad, so they personally called a hovering car and acted as bodyguards.

Feng Yi's task was even more challenging, Sheng Qiangwei was thoroughly drunk, no one could wake her, and no one wanted to wade into this muddy water. If one were to awaken this periodically violent beast, the consequences would be unthinkable. In the end, the task of handling the aftermath fell to Feng Yi. However, as he was leaving, Feng Yi clearly saw the suggestive looks that Elvis and the fat tiger were giving him. Those were mischievous smiles that all men understand…

Damn, true pals they both are.

But, where does Sheng Qiangwei live? Does she have a rental, motel, hotel, or a bunk? This was a problem; without an identity pass, it would be hard to find a place to stay. At least it would be difficult to find one in the business district, due to its chaotic security. Usually, only a few businesses dare let a black person stay.

Feng Yi visited several inns, but he was always shown the door.

"Hey, are you okay? Wake up." Feng Yi knew being persistent would be in vain. He had asked the essential questions back in the KTV, and no one had responded. Yet after all this time, Sheng Qiangwei showed no reaction.

Right at midnight, the serene streets of the business district had already become desolate. The few scattered stalls were already at their final stages of closing down, with only the hovering cars that occasionally passed by; their high-pitched engine roars would linger for a while before they vanished, along with a few groups of drunkards staggering on the main road.

Damn it, in a few minutes the sky would be getting bright. Feng Yi wondered, wouldn't identification info be hidden somewhere in Sheng Qiangwei's clothes? With that thought, he prepared to start searching. He swore he wasn't planning to take advantage of anyone.

Perhaps due to the seclusion of the street, at this moment, a powerful roar came from far away!

Hums... In just a few seconds, a group of strangely dressed motorcycle riders rode their bikes toward them head-on, surrounding the two of them. The roar of the engines filled the distance, prompting all the pedestrians on the main road to scatter in panic.

Feng Yi narrowed his gaze, quickly counting; there were no less than twenty bikes.

The biker gang were drifters that lurked in the shadows of the district's nights. They had no fixed abode and moved mysteriously. They preyed on strays when the disciplinary committee quotas were not being enforced. They rationalized their stealing by stating that they never left anything behind. Meaning, if they came across a lone person, they would strip them of their trousers and then drive off with their loot hanging on the front of their bikes-carefree and unbridled. If there was any resistance, at the very least, the victims would be severely beaten or even left dead in the wild.

Traveling at night, whenever you avoid the main roads, you took the risk of coming across these robbers. Feng Yi was apparently really unlucky. These gangsters would appear sporadically, sometimes once every few weeks, and other times once every few months. It's like he didn't even check the calendar before leaving the house and came across stragglers just around the corner.

In a flash, the fusion of men's whistles, women's laughter, and Feng Yi's solitary figure contrasted starkly within the deserted sidestreet. In the dim light, one could even see pedestrians stopping in their tracks to glance in this direction...

From up close, the uncivilized and brutal bikers were all ferocious, their metal chains and rods clinking ominously... The women sitting in the back were scantily clad with heavy makeup, looking very much like prostitutes.

Aside from the real leaders who controlled the Shadow District, these mobsters didn't care about anyone else. Because of this, people from Feng Yi's neighborhood felt they had no choice but to pay enough for their protection.

The women's mocking laughter and the men's roaring cries made Feng Yi's seems all the more isolated.

"Leave the money, woman, and your pants, and then fucking leave."

"What do you all mean by this? Don't scare me, I am not a brave man." Feng Yi said calmly, scanning the crowd.

Before Feng Yi could finish speaking, the gang's expressions turned teasing. With the roar of an engine, a bald man with a face full of scars rushed towards Feng Yi with his spiked bat, laughing, "Haha, not very brave, are we? I, for one, happen to like the not-so-brave ones. Come, let me toughen you up."

While he was talking, the spiked bat was already swinging ruthlessly towards Feng Yi's head...

"Nice hefty strike, but..." Seeing the situation, Feng Yi turned his body in a swift rotation, brushing past the attacker. Then, without hesitation, he linked his own forceful kicks!

Crack! Sizzle sizzle! With the harsh sound of friction, there was a series of sparks on the ground... The bike was directly kicked by Feng Yi's foot for more than ten meters away. The sheer force of his attack flung the attacker from the bike.

"What's the hurry? Didn't I say I wasn't done talking? I, for one, have a bad temper."

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