Chapter 117: Even I Have a Gun

Liu Yunfei thought to himself that he might have triggered a major incident. If Zhou Jinbao were to die from excessive blood loss, he would surely face legal trouble. Since everyone present was a witness, he immediately turned around and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, you have all seen what happened today. You are all witnesses. You know well who was right and who was wrong. If I ever need you to testify or speak up on my behalf in the future, please do not hesitate to help. Do not be afraid of those villains and bullies; they are paper tigers. If they dare to harm any of you, I will make sure that every member of the Zhou family loses an arm."

The violent scene and the blood scattered everywhere stirred the patrons' blood. They shouted in groups, "We aren't afraid! We'll stay here with you and wait for the police. We can testify that you were acting in self-defense."

"No, no, no," Liu Yunfei waved his hands, and once the crowd calmed down, he continued, "Once this Zhou Jinbao is gone, those who arrive next might not be the police; they could very well be a large number of gangsters. In the ensuing struggle, you might accidentally get hurt. Please, everyone, go home. If you don't want to leave, stay far away for your own safety."

The patrons considered this and agreed. After all, they were dealing with the underworld, and they didn't have the young man's skills, so it was better to keep their distance. However, few were truly ready to go home; watching from afar was exciting, and it would give them something to boast about to their wives and children later. Just as the patrons were preparing to leave, a shrill male voice rang out, "Wait, you haven't paid for the meal yet."

Liu Yunfei looked back and saw a plump, fair-skinned man standing next to Zhang Xiaoli. His shrill voice and pale lips reminded one of a eunuch from a Qing Dynasty drama; this was likely Zhang Xiaoli's father.

"How much is the total? I'll pay for everyone," Liu Yunfei said, his tone stiff, as he felt nothing but disgust for Zhang Xiaoli's beastly family. He pulled out a large stack of banknotes.

"Brother, you got rid of a menace for all of us, how could we let you pay? It is only right that we pay for our own meals. If you don't know the price, just pay as much as you can. We shouldn't behave like cowards." One person initiated this, and the others responded, coming forward to hand their money to Zhang Xiaoli's father. As they passed, they all shook hands with Liu Yunfei, as if they were national leaders greeting foreign dignitaries. "You're a good man, brother." "Take it easy, buddy." "Well done, nephew."

Soon, the patrons had all left, and Zhang Xiaoli's father hurriedly counted the money, finding it was indeed much more than usual. Watching the family—the men busy counting money, the women busy shielding their son—while Zhang Xiaoli sat on the ground like an orphan, ignored by everyone, Liu Yunfei shook his head, walked over, and helped her up. "Stop crying, it's over now."

Zhang Xiaoli nodded and stood up. Seeing her sweetheart act so heroically, she couldn't help but smile through her tears. Liu Yunfei reached out to tuck her hair behind her ears and comforted her softly, "Silly girl, crying and laughing at the same time. You go with him to my house to stay the night."

As he spoke, Liu Yunfei glanced at the young waiter. He felt the boy had some backbone. Although he suspected the boy might also have feelings for Zhang Xiaoli, it would be safer to let him take her to his house.

The young waiter quickly introduced himself, "My name is Sun Xiaogang. I still have to work here."

"Oh, my name is Liu Yunfei. Take Zhang Xiaoli to my place; there's no need to work here anymore. You can work for me from now on; I'll pay you whatever you want." Liu Yunfei patted Sun Xiaogang on the shoulder. Comparing the two "Gangs," he couldn't help but wonder why there was such a difference between people.

"You're not allowed to take my sister away!" No sooner had Liu Yunfei finished his sentiment than that scumbag Xiaogang jumped out.

"Oh? So you can let Zhou Jinbao in the middle of the night to rape your sister?"

"Ah! How did you know?" Zhang Xiaogang was still inexperienced, and this sentence was a self-incriminating slip.

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoli trembled with rage. She never imagined that the brother she cherished could be so vile. She had tolerated his competitiveness and his cold, cruel words because they were family; she had never truly held a grudge. But this time, she was truly furious. Like a volcano about to erupt, she glared at Zhang Xiaogang.

"The child is just ignorant, don't hold it against him, Little Liu." Ever since her son interjected, Zhang Xiaoli's mother had been afraid that Liu Yunfei would settle the score with him, so she had been shielding him. Seeing that her oblivious son had jumped out again, she hurriedly pulled him behind her to try and build rapport with Liu Yunfei.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoli's mother couldn't even bring herself to criticize her son, Liu Yunfei was even more incensed. He took two steps forward, "He's done so many evil things, and you don't even offer a word of reproach? Just now, when Zhang Xiaoli was being bullied, you stood far away. Are you even a mother? Are they both your own flesh and blood?"

Zhang Xiaoli's mother, knowing she was in the wrong, whispered, "I had no choice."

"Our family's business is none of your concern," the fat eunuch finally spoke up.

"Yunfei, stop," Zhang Xiaoli said, pulling his arm, unwilling to let Liu Yunfei have a conflict with her parents.

Liu Yunfei figured there was no point in arguing with such beastly parents and no reason to be angry. He no longer expected them to take care of Zhang Xiaoli. He said to Sun Xiaogang, "You and Xiaoli go to my place. She knows where I live. By the way, tell my parents not to worry no matter what happens to me. I'm not afraid of anything; if they get anxious, it will only make things harder for me."

Though meant to reassure his parents, the words sounded like a final instruction. Zhang Xiaoli was reluctant to leave. "Yunfei, come with us. If you don't leave, I won't either. If we die, we die together."

Liu Yunfei gave a bitter smile. She could just call his parents instead of him telling her what to say. "Xiaoli, go. I don't care about these scumbags. Didn't you see me take down Zhou Jinbao? One move is all it takes to end him."

"But they're gangsters, there are so many of them, and they have guns! I've seen them, how can a person fight against a gun?" Zhang Xiaoli still refused to leave. How could she escape alone at such a critical moment?

But Liu Yunfei thought differently. He knew he didn't have to fear the gangsters, but the police would be a problem. He had acted in self-defense and done a good deed; he didn't want it to turn into a case of gang fighting. Zhang Xiaoli was a key witness, and if she stayed, she would certainly be controlled by the Zhou family.

"If they have guns, so do I," Liu Yunfei thought he should put her mind at ease, while also intimidating Zhang Xiaoli's family. The saying that a hundred external enemies are less dangerous than one traitor inside is very true. During his past battles abroad, he had several handguns and other weapons in his light-jade storage. He pulled out a gleaming silver pistol; it was one he had confiscated from a Mafia member who had kidnapped a young prince. It was bright, chrome-plated, and beautiful, so he had kept it.

"Ah! You really have a gun!" Zhang Xiaoli screamed. She had thought he was joking, but how could a student possess a gun?

"This is an Italian-made Beretta. It has great power and high accuracy; the Mafia loves using them." Liu Yunfei handed the gun to Zhang Xiaoli.

Unexpectedly, that scumbag Xiaogang spoke up again: "That's fake! I've seen Zhou Jinbao's gun; it's black. This pretty boy is just using a toy to fool us."

Liu Yunfei snatched the gun back from Zhang Xiaoli. *Click!* He violently pulled the slide to chamber a round and said viciously, "Damn it, if I don't teach you a lesson today so you remember, I'll show you what's real and what's fake."

Zhang Xiaogang was only tough with his mouth. Seeing Liu Yunfei seemingly transform into a different person—the gentle, mild-mannered pretty boy now had the eyes of a wolf—he was so scared that he immediately hid behind his mother.

"Yunfei, forget it." Since one played the bad guy, the other had to play the good one. Zhang Xiaoli had to intervene; if she didn't, and Liu Yunfei had already spoken, he might really make her bratty brother's head explode, even if he was a scumbag, he was still her brother.

Liu Yunfei put the gun away and said to Zhang Xiaoli, "Go quickly, take a taxi. Remember what I said." Fearing she didn't have money, he pulled out a few more bills and shoved them into her hand.