Girls' School Security Guard

"Fuck, kid, you have the nerve to be so arrogant while talking to our Brother Scar? Are you fucking seeking death?!"

A guy standing next to Brother Scar called out, unsatisfied, a fierce gleam flashing in his eyes.

"All this 'Brother Eight' or 'Brother Nine' crap, get the hell out of my sight. I'm not in a good mood today, so piss off, all of you."

Yang Yifeng said, quite annoyed.

He had been in a pretty good mood initially, but these assholes like Brother Scar being so arrogant had soured Yifeng's mood.

"Fuck, you're truly pretending to be something you're not! Brothers, get him for me, give this kid a good lesson!"

At that moment, the leading Brother Scar yelled out, his words filled with annoyance.

"Right away, don't worry Brother Scar, let's see how we deal with him!"

Someone chimed in, completely disregarding Yang Yifeng.

At that moment, six or seven guys approached, rolling up their sleeves and ready to strike Yang Yifeng.

Facing fists coming at him from all directions, Yang Yifeng's face grew cold.

"A bunch of morons asking for death!"

Yang Yifeng sneered.

The next moment, Yifeng sheltered the drunken beauty in his arms, spinning forcefully on his left leg while his right foot lashed out fiercely.

"Smack smack smack"

A series of rapid sounds broke out at that moment, almost merging into a single sound.

Screams of agony followed one after another.

"Damn it, my leg, my leg's fucked, my leg's fucked."

"Same here, my leg's broken, it's broken."

The six or seven guys cried out in pain, clutching their legs and sitting on the ground, unable to stand up.

Although Yang Yifeng was irked, he hadn't gone for the kill. These were just some punks—teaching them a lesson was enough; going for the kill would have been too much.

Seeing his own underlings brought down in an instant, Brother Scar's forehead broke out in a fine sweat.

This guy wasn't someone who hadn't seen the world before.

And precisely because he had seen the world, he knew he had bitten off more than he could chew today.

With this thought, Brother Scar couldn't help a shiver of fear, thinking that if Yang Yifeng wanted to deal with him, it would be all too easy.

Thinking this, Brother Scar came over with an ingratiating smile, "Cough cough, my friend, I'm so sorry, so sorry. These underlings of mine are ignorant, please don't hold it against them."

Looking at the sycophantic smile on Brother Scar's face, Yang Yifeng displayed a trace of disgust.

Immediately after, Yang Yifeng lifted his foot and kicked Brother Scar squarely in the abdomen.

The man screamed in pain, his body falling backwards, landing hard on the ground with his rear.

However, he didn't dare utter a word of complaint, not even a threat.

Seeing this, Yang Yifeng didn't say a word, flagged down a taxi, and took the drunken beauty with him as he left.

At that moment, Red Hair and Green Hair walked over and helped Scar Brother up from the ground.

"Scar Brother, shall we send someone to follow him? Have our boys clean him up tonight?"

It was then that Green Hair spoke up.

"Follow my ass, you get the hell out of here!"

Unable to contain his anger, Scar Brother cursed and slapped Green Hair across the face, shocking the lad into a daze.

He couldn't understand why Scar Brother was hitting him. Had he said something wrong?

"Anyone not dead yet, get the hell up, we're leaving!"

Looking at those clutching their legs on the ground, Scar Brother yelled and quickly turned to leave.

Seeing this, everyone dared not utter a sound and got up from the ground, slinking away dejectedly.

Those who had come out of the bars to watch were also dumbfounded.

Scar Brother was a formidable figure on this street of bars, his word was law, but today, how come he got beaten and didn't even dare to speak back? That was freaking weird!

With these thoughts, the puzzled onlookers also left with their doubts.

Meanwhile, inside the taxi, the drunken beauty had already fallen asleep.

Of course, that wasn't the issue. The key point was that the beauty's head was resting on Yang Yifeng's thighs, her arms wrapped around his waist, groping around aimlessly.

This scene made Yang Yifeng feel very embarrassed. Along with the embarrassment, there was also an indescribable feeling in his heart, a bit of a thrill, and perhaps a bit of excitement?

Throughout the journey, Yang Yi refrained from doing anything despicable, whether some dirty thoughts had crossed his mind, that remained unknown.

Back at his hotel, Yang Yifeng helped the drunken beauty to his room.

Yang Yifeng's room was a suite with a bedroom and a small living room.

And of course, Yang Yifeng couldn't let the beauty sleep on the couch, right? Having no other choice, Yang Yifeng had to carry the beauty into the bedroom.

When Yang Yifeng placed the beauty on the bed, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

It was only now that Yang Yifeng had the chance to take a good look at the drunken beauty.

A beauty indeed, this woman was very attractive, appeared to be in her mid-twenties, with a voluptuous and sexy body.

Her black hair was somewhat messy, with a melon-seed face and a pair of willow-leaf arched eyebrows above a pair of bright eyes, which were, however, closed at the moment.

Beneath her tall, straight nose was a pair of rosy, cherry-like lips, a classic oriental beauty.

"What a tempting vixen! If only I were drunk too, then I could blur through and take her in my sleep. But I'm not drunk. Ah, having a beauty in bed and missing the chance to enjoy it, what a pity."

Looking at the beauty lying on the bed, Yang Yifeng murmured to himself inwardly.

Yang Yifeng was a man with principles. He would not engage in such actions unless it was completely mutual. Taking advantage of someone's vulnerability was something he despised even more.

Of course, if he himself were drunk and something happened in a haze, Yang Yifeng would naturally be very willing.

After casting a reluctant glance at the beauty on the bed, Yang Yifeng was about to get up and leave. After all, missing out on the fortune of pleasure, what else could he do but leave? It would only make him more covetous to stay, right?

However, just as Yang Yifeng had taken two steps away, the beauty lying on the bed suddenly sat up straight, giving Yang Yifeng quite the scare!