Chapter 761 - 761: Fortune Favors the Bold

"Five million... Well, that's passable." Xiao Feng grinned, "It's mainly to save face for you, Master Bi. The money is just a side issue."

"..." Bi Junxian.

He was truly disgusted by Xiao Feng's act of screwing him over while appearing to do it 'for his own good.'

No matter how upset he was, he dared not refuse to pay.

The reason was simple; he had previously sent so many thugs and assassins to Jiuyou Town, the two sides were already at each other's throats.

That Xiao Feng hadn't killed him outright, Bi Junxian considered himself lucky.

After taking the money, Xiao Feng didn't waste any time; he turned around and headed out of the lounge.

He understood the principle of letting the river flow, not draining the pond dry.

Asking for five million once would be fifty million in ten times, and there could be other income later.

Requesting fifty million in one go is like a one-time deal; less desperate, Xiao Feng preferred a long-term gain.

As one must live life with a broader perspective.

"Leaving already?" Bi Junxian watched Xiao Feng's silhouette and murmured inwardly, slightly incredulous.

"Click! Click!"

Xiao Feng turned the door lock twice, but couldn't open it, probably locked by the fellow who shoved him in earlier.

Thinking this, he couldn't help but laugh.

That fool wasn't worried that he might turn the tables on Bi Junxian?

"Locked up? Is Master Bi thinking of letting me sit here a while longer?" Xiao Feng squinted and asked.

Bi Junxian hurriedly replied, "I didn't lock the door. I'll get someone to open it right away."

As he spoke, he immediately called Room Four, raging as soon as the call connected, "Who the hell told you to lock the door? Come over and open it quickly!"

Xiao Feng pondered for a moment, then said with interest, "With your little physique, someone just a bit stronger could probably press you down."

Given that guy dared lock the door, he must have great confidence in you?

Got any secret weapon? Show it to me, let me see."

"What secret weapon? Discussing this in front of you is like showing off a big sword to Guan Yu." Bi Junxian said bitterly.

Xiao Feng thought for a bit and nodded, "Makes sense."

"..." Bi Junxian.

You really have no sense of modesty.

Suddenly, a BGM echoed in Bi Junxian's mind: "So-called wealth found in danger..."

Xiao Feng sharply caught the change in his expression, his eyes shifted as he walked over, smiling, "Got any water? Give me a bottle."

"Yes, yes, yes." Bi Junxian hurried to his feet, heading to the water dispenser in the corner.

Meanwhile, Xiao Feng sat on the sofa, appearing quite patient.

While fetching water, Bi Junxian reached into his pocket, clutched a small spray bottle in his hand.

"Your water." Bi Junxian said respectfully, handing over the cup.

Xiao Feng extended his hand to take the cup, naturally leaning forward.

Bi Junxian had been waiting for this chance, swiftly pulling out the spray aimed at Xiao Feng's face.

"Zizz..."

After a wild spray, Bi Junxian collapsed to the floor, appearing as if he passed out.

The cause was quite simple.

Before Bi Junxian could press the spray, Xiao Feng grabbed his wrist sharply, twisted it, and the spray nozzle immediately turned towards Bi Junxian.

In some ways, Bi Junxian managed to spray himself unconscious.

The spray bottle rolled to Xiao Feng's feet.

He picked it up and looked; a series of English letters on its label translated to what's commonly known as knockout drugs.

However, this drug causes significant brain damage and carries certain risks.

In severe cases, one might not wake up and even become mentally impaired.

"Click!"

At that moment, the door opened.

Room Four walked in, staring at the stacks of hundred-dollar bills on the floor and Bi Junxian lying asleep, utterly dumbfounded.

Playing this wildly?

Wrong!

Bi Junxian called him just three minutes ago, yet now lies here asleep, clearly abnormal.

As he thought, his throat was seized by a large hand.

Xiao Feng exerted power with one hand, easily lifting him above his head, allowing him to struggle futilely like drowning.

More than half a minute passed, watching Room Four begin to roll his eyes, Xiao Feng threw him aside like trash.

"Boom!"

Room Four hit the ground, gasping desperately, followed by a violent coughing fit, snot and tears streaming together.

"Where's Ma Digua?" Xiao Feng asked coolly.

Room Four shivered, daring not delay; he hurriedly replied, "Turn right after exiting... Go to the end, turn left... Third door on the left... It's his lounge."

"Good." Xiao Feng nodded satisfactorily, lifted his right hand, aimed the spray at Room Four.

"No... No..." Room Four's eyes showed panic as he scrambled backward across the floor.

Xiao Feng didn't waste time, pressing the spray, knocking him out.

Looking at the stacks of hundred-dollar bills on the floor, he thought for a moment and decided to pick up the money.

Compared to five million, these eighty or ninety thousand are nothing, but even small flies are meat; why waste it?

In fact, Xiao Feng could be more ruthless.

For instance, pulling down Room Four's pants and posing together with Bi Junxian, plus the money on the floor, this photo would sell for a good price.

Fortunately, Xiao Feng didn't have such a wicked sense of humor.

You can throw away anything, but not the bottom line of being a person or a man's dignity!

Finished with the money, Xiao Feng pushed the door open, following Room Four's directions, soon seeing the door with "Ma Digua" written on it.

Before entering, he heard what seemed like a conversation inside.

Xiao Feng pressed his ear to the door, and the conversation became clear.

"Mr. Ma, please behave!"

"Why should I behave?"

"No matter who you associate with, at least I'm not just some random person. Besides, I have a boyfriend."

"So what? He's not here now. Trust me, once you take this step, you'll enter a new world."

"I'm not interested in your so-called new world; take your hand off!"

"How about ten thousand once? This price isn't low; it's about your monthly salary."

"Let go!"

"Damn it, don't be ungrateful! I'm gonna do you today!"

Hearing this, Xiao Feng frowned deeply and kicked the door open.

"Bang!"

After the loud bang, the door swung open.

Ma Digua was pressing a woman in a white coat onto the table, one hand on his belt, seemingly ready to draw his weapon.

"Get off!" The woman pushed Ma Digua with force, tears streaming down like rain, covering her mouth and ran towards the door.

Passing by Xiao Feng, the woman dropped her hands, several times tried to say thank you but couldn't, more tears pouring down instead.

Xiao Feng reached out to wipe her tears away, then pulled her into his embrace.

The woman offered no resistance, holding Xiao Feng tightly, burying her face in his chest and weeping, her back heaving.