Chapter 101: Chapter 101: A Paralyzing Cup_1
Of course, Jian Shichao’s stunt was merely designed to humiliate Qin Feng and not actually meant for him to triumph.
He simply wanted Xue Xiaochan to witness firsthand just how much of a loser her fake husband was, how inadequate?
It was nothing short of insulting the Xue Family’s good name!
Qin Feng glanced over at those women of easy virtue with disdain, "These are what you call beauties?"
Jian Shichao’s face darkened.
Originally, he thought Qin Feng would definitely accept the condition he had posed.
But Qin Feng had rejected it.
A loser dares to reject him?
Where does that leave the face of Mr. Jian?
"Are you trying to refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit?"
"I drove here today, I’m not drinking any alcohol. The drink you pour, Mr. Jian, you’ll have to drink yourself!"
"Good! Very good!" Jian Shichao turned his head, shouting towards the door, "Bring the drinks!"
The floozies left, and in came a few hulking men wearing black tank tops.
Although officially security of the Star Moon Club, they were actually enforcers.
All of them were from martial arts backgrounds, though not particularly strong; the most formidable among them was only an eighth-grade Martial Artist.
"You refuse to drink when offered by beauties, so I’ll have to have a few fellows accompany you for a proper few drinks," Jian Shichao said, pointing at the three large jars of alcohol on the table, instructing the burly men.
"All this booze tonight is prepared for this idiot. You’re to force it all into him without spilling a drop."
In front of Xue Xiaochan, of course, Jian Shichao wouldn’t kill Qin Feng.
After all, he was the Mr. Jian; how could he personally order a killing?
To eliminate someone as inconsequential as Qin Feng, Jian Shichao only needed to give a look, and Lu Zhengxiong would take care of it thoroughly.
Summoning Qin Feng tonight, Jian Shichao had no intent to kill but simply wanted to shame him.
To ensure he could never lift his head again!
The lead scar-faced man directly picked up a jar of alcohol and violently removed the red cover sealing the bottle.
The pungent smell of alcohol immediately burst forth, extremely choking.
Qin Feng sniffed it and could tell, this was "liquid castration." After a drink of this, a man was done for. What was done for wasn’t the man, but the man’s capabilities.
Thinking of the women he saw earlier, combined with the "liquid castration" on the table, Qin Feng suddenly understood.
Jian Shichao was playing him!
Had he agreed earlier, Jian Shichao would have certainly made him drink this "liquid castration."
After that, let alone one beauty—even if he was given all those beauties, he’d be entirely ineffectual tonight.
How much sorrow can one have? It’s just like a eunuch entering a brothel.
Jian Shichao intended to humiliate Qin Feng in exactly that way.
But Qin Feng was no ordinary man; even had he actually drunk it, this "liquid castration" wouldn’t have left him incapacitated.
The scar-faced man poured a large draft into a beer mug and handed it to Qin Feng.
Then, with an unquestionable tone, he ordered, "Drink it."
"You poured it, you drink it. If you won’t, you can give it to Mr. Jian. Oh, by the way, a reminder. This jar doesn’t contain ordinary alcohol; it’s called ’liquid castration.’ One gulp and you’ll never be a man again. You’ll remain limp forever, just like a eunuch."
Qin Feng’s words shocked everyone present, including Jian Shichao.
The others were shocked because they didn’t know where the drink came from.
Jian Shichao was shocked because Qin Feng had seen through the drink’s true nature at a glance.
After leisurely blowing out a large smoke ring, Jian Shichao arrogantly said, "You idiot, you seem to be not so stupid after all! To actually recognize this is ’liquid castration’? Since you’ve already recognized it, just drink it! Daring to fake marry my woman, you need to pay a price. I won’t make you drink all three jars of ’liquid castration,’ just three drafts will do."
"Although the ’liquid castration’ in the jars is somewhat inferior quality, with such a big mug, one gulp means, at the very least, ten years of impotence. If you knocked back three drafts, isn’t that a straight thirty years? Mr. Jian, you’re asking me to drink three drafts, which is to let my prime thirty years as a man be spent impotent? Aren’t you being a bit too cruel?"
"Daring to marry my woman, even though it’s a sham marriage, is the same as putting on a green hat for me. Not taking your dog life, I’m already being incredibly merciful. Three cups and you’re done, drink up now!"
"What if I refuse to drink?"
"Force it down!"
Jian Shichao had no interest in further idle talk and gave the order directly.
With a glance from Scarface, two strong men approached Qin Feng.
They positioned themselves on either side, ready to pincer him.
Their hands, like iron tongs, reached out simultaneously for Qin Feng’s left and right arms.
Qin Feng unleashed his "Twin Dragons Strike," gripped both men’s wrists with a swift move.
Then, he twisted forcefully.
Crack!
Crack!
Accompanied by two crisp sounds, the arms of the two strong men broke.
Before they could even cry out, Qin Feng sent each man flying with a kick.
Thud!
Thud!
Only after hitting the wall and falling to the ground did the two strong men start rolling around, howling in pain.
Scarface was shocked.
Old Cat and Old Dog, who had just attacked, were both second-rate martial artists!
In the face of ordinary people, they could easily handle ten men apiece.
"Dare to start a fight in the Star Moon Club, you’ve got some nerve!"
Scarface swung his arm and bellowed, "Everyone, get him!"
The remaining few strong men, along with Scarface, launched an attack on Qin Feng.
Unfortunately for them, they were no match.
They could not even get close to Qin Feng before being sent flying by his punches, one by one.
All of the thugs were laid out on the ground.
Although Jian Shichao was somewhat surprised, he was not at all flustered.
"Xiaochan, you’re quite something! Finding someone strong to shield you, did you anticipate your fake husband would get hit, so you picked someone who can take a punch? The ones on the ground are just garbage. Since your husband is so tough, let me call some skilled fighters to exchange a few moves with him!"
Jian Shichao picked up the walkie-talkie and yelled into it, "Protector Lu, are your men all trash? They can’t even handle one idiot!"
Soon, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.
Lu Zhengxiong had arrived.
As he entered the private room and saw his men lying on the floor,
he felt as if his own face had been slapped, especially in front of Mr. Jian.
Not only did it sting fiercely, but he also lost all his dignity.
Unable to contain his anger, he roared, "Who the hell has the audacity of a bear and the courage of a leopard to cause trouble in the Star Moon Club?"
"Me."
Qin Feng stepped forward, giving Lu Zhengxiong a harmless smile.
"It’s been a few days, Protector Lu, you’ve grown quite a temper. How is your practice of the Ghostly Wolf Divine Skill?"
Initially, Lu Zhengxiong didn’t recognize Qin Feng, only feeling that the face was somewhat familiar.
Now, hearing Qin Feng’s voice, and the words he spoke,
Lu Zhengxiong was certain that the man before him was the same youngster who had beaten him to the point that even his mother wouldn’t recognize him that night.
