Chapter 51: Who Does Everyone Want to Beat Up?

  "The two young masters, if you go to the sixth floor, I'll take the liberty of giving you a 10% discount." In a place like Wanli Tower, a discount of one-tenth was already a big concession. This was also the greatest concession that the doorman could make.

  Qin Lei and Xiao Pangzi exchanged a provocative stare, then Qin Lei turned to the waiter and said, "Call your boss over."

  The shop assistant smiled and said: "Our boss usually comes in the evening, now there is only the shopkeeper here."

  The little fatty glanced at the people sitting by the window in the hall, his small eyes turned around, and he pulled Qin Lei to one side, whispering: "Let's make a bet, whoever can go up to the seventh floor without revealing their identity at noon today will be considered the winner."

  Qin Lei smiled and said: "Is there anything surprising?"

  The little fatty hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said: "Whoever loses will have to take a detour whenever they see each other from now on."

  Qin Lei smiled lightly and said: "What's the need for that? It's just a game. How about this, whoever loses will pay the bill?"

  The little fatty thought to himself that they would still meet often in the future, so it was indeed unnecessary to fall out with each other. He nodded and said: "Alright."

  Qin Lei nodded and gestured for him to go first.

  Xiao Pangzi chuckled and said: "You're definitely going to lose." Qin Lei gave him a sideways glance, but didn't respond.

  The little fatty stepped forward and smiled at the doorman, saying: "This young fellow, just now was joking with you. Actually we are friends of Wen San Gongzi. You go up and announce that Liu Gongzi and Zhu Gongzi have arrived."

  The innkeeper didn't want things to get out of hand, so he forced a smile and said: "Oh, it's Master Liu and Master Zhu. Please wait for just a moment. Boy, bring tea." After finishing speaking, he hurriedly went upstairs, fearing that more trouble would arise.

  A young servant in a green robe and small hat led Qin Lei and the other to a side hall for tea. The little fatty winked at Qin Lei with a smile: "Looks like you're going to lose."

  Qin Lei furrowed his brow and said, "I just hope the money I brought is enough."

  The little fatty smiled triumphantly and said, "I admit defeat."

  Qin Lei smiled silently and didn't say anything.

  The little fatty was pleased for a while, suddenly realized, shook his head and stared at Qin Lei for half a day without saying a word.

  Qin Lei saw that Zhi Ke had come down from upstairs, smiled and patted his shoulder, saying softly: "Let's go, let's go up."

  Xiao Pang nodded heavily and followed Qin Lei out of the side hall.

  The servant bowed to the two men and said, "Master Wen invites you both to go up." After finishing speaking, he yielded the staircase entrance, and a young servant led the two upstairs. The followers of the two could not follow them up the stairs, as they had their own place to go.

  Along the magnificent staircase, the two climbed up to the sixth floor in one breath. Xiao Pang leaned against the railing, sweating profusely and said: "Every time I come here, I feel like I'm humiliating myself, climbing so high just to eat."

  Qin Lei smiled and said: "I don't know how many people want to commit crimes but can't. You should strengthen your training."

  The little fatty hummed in anger: "I just forgave you, and now you're provoking me again." After finishing speaking, he crawled up without looking back. Qin Lei looked at his round buttocks, shook his head and smiled, and also followed him up.

  Qin Lei followed Xiao Er's direction and entered a private room, only to find Xiao Pang standing beside a table of wine, staring at a tall and thin young man like two fighting cocks.

  That tall young man stared at Little Fatty in a daze for a long time, before sneering and saying: "When did the Four Calamities' Young Master start impersonating others to freeload?"

  On the banquet table, seven or eight young people in brocade clothes, both men and women, laughed together upon hearing this. One of them, a fatty even fatter than Little Fatty, waved the half-eaten bone in his hand and said with a smile: "Then let's hurry up and sit down. There are still many dishes left on this table, enough for you and that friend to eat."

  Qin Lei walked up to Xiao Pangzi's side and said in a low voice, "Did you know this would happen?"

  The little fatty smiled at him and went out to pull over two chairs from elsewhere, handing one to Qin Lei after closing the door. He then sat down with a plop, saying "Someone's treating us today, you're getting off cheap."

  Qin Lei shook his head and sat down, his long gown fluttering. He smiled bitterly: "I don't think so." He had already detected a hint of danger in Xiao Pangzi's eyes, which meant that Xiao Pangzi was about to - explode.

  However, Qin Lei didn't plan to intervene, he also wanted to exercise his limbs. He remembered someone saying that if you want to vent your anger, it's more comfortable to hit the aristocratic young masters. But he couldn't hit his own brother, so he could only settle for second best and prepare to take on some of those pampered rich kids.

  Having made up his mind, Qin Lei sat down calmly and stretched his muscles slightly to prevent pulling a muscle. He still remembered the incident with Shi Meng today. It was not possible to fight without warming up first.

  Watching the little fatty being tongue-tied by a table of people, Qin Lei knew that this kid was brewing his emotions. This is usually the helpless move of someone who doesn't often fight in person before taking action - cultivating killing intent. It's just that this kid's method was stupid.

  Only to hear those sarcastic remarks getting more and more unbearable, even questioning Xiao Pangzi's fertility. Xiao Pangzi's chubby face was already stretched taut, shiny and red, ready to erupt in anger at any moment. Qin Lei slowly reached out his hand, pressed down on Xiao Pangzi, and whispered in a barely audible voice: "Don't throw the first punch." After that, he spaced out again.

  Several girls at the table sighed, "What a handsome guy! How could he have ADHD?"

  Xiao Pangzi, reminded by Qin Lei, suddenly regained the use of his brain. He pointed at Da Pangzi and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Your sister stole someone's husband."

  The big fatty's face changed drastically, he suddenly stood up, glaring at the little fatty with gritted teeth and said: "Dare you say that again?"

  The little fatty curled his lip in disdain and said contemptuously: "Your mother also steals men."

  The big fatty rushed forward, grabbed the little fatty's collar with one hand, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted: "You... say it again! Say it!" The big fatty's fist was raised in front of the little fatty's face, less than an inch away.

  The little fatty seemed as if nothing had happened and instead laughed strangely: "You all still managed to steal one person."

  The big fatty finally flew into a rage, his fist shot out and hit the little fatty's left cheek. The little fatty's head spun around, casting a triumphant glance at Qin Lei. With a swift movement, he elbowed the big fatty's stomach, causing him to grunt in pain, kneel softly on the ground, and start vomiting.

  On the seat, a tall and thin man with an unpredictable complexion looked at everything in the arena without saying a word. Next to him, a red-clothed girl with a small braid stood up with a scornful face and sneered at Little Fatty: "Four Evils, dare you exchange a few moves with this young lady?" As she spoke, she drew out a seven-foot soft whip from her waist, swung it in a circle, and cracked it loudly in the air.

  Xiao Pangzi was about to speak when the soft whip flew towards his face, and Xiao Pangzi had no choice but to roll away hastily. He glared at Qin Lei and shouted: "What are you waiting for? Do you really want to eat?"

  Qin Lei finally stood up and smiled: "Speak up, who wants to hit whom?"

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  I'm exhausted to death~~~~~~~~~~~~~coughing up blood.

  Softly speaking, if today can reach 900 recommendations, there will be another chapter.

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