Chapter 1236 - 1236: Qiu Junxian's Awakening

It's said that a single stone can stir up a thousand waves.

With one provocative remark, Xiao Feng instantly ignited the bodyguards' temper, each of them eager to engage as they moved toward him.

Witnessing this scene, Wang Tingwei couldn't help but feel puzzled.

It seemed as if this guy intended to draw everyone over, then take them all down at once?

Wang Tingwei found it hard to believe, unable to fathom how Xiao Feng could handle these dozens of obviously well-trained bodyguards simultaneously.

But besides this purpose, she couldn't find another reason for Xiao Feng to provoke them willingly.

As she mulled it over, a dense, colorful smoke spread from where Xiao Feng lay.

In the instant the thick fog appeared, it blocked all vision.

Immediately, Wang Tingwei's vision blurred, and a figure as fast as lightning darted from the mist, accompanied by two dull thuds of "bang bang."

When she looked again, the burly men standing like gate guardians outside the disco's door were rolling their eyes and sliding down the doorpost…

The suddenly appearing colorful fog was actually Neng Ren's escape technique, combined with the Boss's "Strong Anesthetic" creation.

Through repeated tests conducted by Old Ha, Aspergillus oryzae, Hui Yi, and others during their spare time after work, this technique was perfected.

Of course, the inspiration for this invention came from Xiao Feng.

In Xiao Feng's own words, he only provided the idea; the technical aspects were not his problem.

At that time, to demonstrate consideration for his subordinates, Boss Xiao generously awarded each member involved in the "scientific research project" with a bottle of tonic wine.

Although it was the kind that was one week away from expiring…

"Hiss…"

Spectating Xiao Feng's actions, Wang Tingwei couldn't help but gasp.

She felt a chill rise from the soles of her feet, gradually spreading through her entire body, making her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave!

Before this, she always thought she lost to Xiao Feng that night because she was careless and unprepared for the sudden occurrence.

But now, it seemed that no matter how much she prepared, she couldn't defend against him.

The strength of the two sides wasn't even on the same level!

"Don't just stand there dumbfounded; follow me inside."

Wang Tingwei snapped back to reality and instinctively moved her feet.

As she stepped forward, she curiously glanced at the now much thinner colorful smoke, vaguely seeing many humanoid outlines swaying unsteadily, like drunkards who couldn't even stand.

"Thud!"

With a sound, a figure fell within the fog, motionless, fate unknown.

Immediately, like dumplings being dropped, one figure after another fell to the ground.

In less than ten seconds, all the trained bodyguards succumbed, lying on the floor without exception.

Wang Tingwei's body trembled. Not daring to delay, she quickly moved to run into the disco.

But just as she lifted her right foot, she seemed to think of something, unzipping the front of her jacket, tucked her long hair inside it.

Then, putting on the hood of her down jacket, she pulled up the mask over her face before lowering her head, rushing into the disco's surveillance area.

"Why are you covering up so tightly?" Xiao Feng said with some amusement.

Wang Tingwei replied, "Nothing, just feeling a bit cold."

Xiao Feng lightly furrowed his brows, quickly understanding her motives, shrugged, and asked with a grin, "You know what you're supposed to do next, right?"

"Help you confirm Meng Ke'Er's identity."

"Excellent!"

Xiao Feng nodded in satisfaction, then began moving through the rooms on the first floor as if searching for something.

...

Meanwhile;

In the Paradise Dungeon, the large buffet area no longer had any trace of the affluent young people, only a group of men and women who appeared to be in their fifties entering to clean up the leftovers and mess.

Qiu Junxian stood in the second-floor corridor, with his arm on the railing, watching the scene below in disgust. He lit a cigarette and said, "Barely reaching a hundred years in life, yet always worrying about a thousand years; days short and nights long, why not enjoy life by candlelight…

Ke'Er, do you know something?

Looking at these people down there, sometimes, I actually envy them."

Meng Ke'Er showed a look of shame and anger as she heard this, stomping her foot with a cold huff; even her angry appearance was quite captivating.

Qiu Junxian laughed, "Ke'Er, don't misunderstand, I'm not referring to what they're doing. I envy their mindset to enjoy life in time."

"In fact, occasionally indulging a bit wouldn't hurt." Meng Ke'Er's expression softened, and she spoke gently, "Junxian, you don't need to put so much pressure on yourself."

Qiu Junxian smiled, taking a deep puff of his cigarette, and said, "Ke'Er, don't you think Xiao Bajia seems a bit reluctant to 'preserve his preferences' with us?"

"Huh?" Meng Ke'Er blinked her eyes, "Does he? I didn't notice."

"I just thought of it now too. When I took him into the first room, he saw the photo on the wall and thought my childhood friend had died, which might explain his reluctance.

I reflected just now, among the friends who left their preferences here, more than half haven't returned, and some originally close relations have become distant.

Could it be because the method isn't right?"

Meng Ke'Er felt wronged and said, "Junxian, it's all my fault. It was my idea. If you think there's a problem, then change the rule."

With that, tears welled up in her eyes, looking as if on the verge of crying.

Qiu Junxian quickly embraced her, comforting and explaining her.

Meng Ke'Er opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly, her almond eyes widened, her body stiffened.

"What's wrong?" Noticing the anomaly with the woman in his arms, Qiu Junxian asked with concern.

"Junxian, don't you think it's a bit too quiet?"

Just as she finished speaking, a "thud" sound came from downstairs.

Meng Ke'Er couldn't continue acting. She swiftly turned, looking toward the source of the sound.

She saw a cleaning woman lying on the floor, while others were holding their heads, swaying in place as if they could fall at any moment.

"What's going on?!" Qiu Junxian couldn't help but panic, shouting angrily, "What kind of nonsense are you pulling over there!"

From below, someone looked up and replied, "Young Master, the headache is kill…"

However, before the word "killer" could come out, the person collapsed first.

Meng Ke'Er's face instantly darkened, her gaze shifting to the resting area.

Her pupils contracted sharply as she quickly pondered the cause of this scene.

A moment later, Meng Ke'Er suddenly looked up at the air conditioning vents on the second-floor corridor's ceiling and quickly reminded, "Junxian, cover your mouth and nose, try not to breathe!"

However, she found the person beside her already swaying.

Meng Ke'Er gritted her teeth, lifting Qiu Junxian onto her shoulder. Instead of going downstairs, she swiftly headed upstairs.

At the top level, there's an escape route she left behind.

Although she didn't know what was happening, getting out of here was clearly the most urgent task now!