However, before the two could react, Shi Feng from the opposite side couldn't sit still.

Seeing his old brothers being bullied, he suddenly stood up from the chair, his fists tightly clenched, furiously glaring at Brother Xiong, just about to speak, but Lao Wai beside him raised a hand pressing on his shoulder, and shook his head at him.

"What, you're not happy about this?" The buzz-cut youth, who splashed Lao Wai with tea, stared at Shi Feng, his words provoking.

Shi Feng stiffened his neck, about to rise again, but Lao Wai didn't give him a chance, holding down his shoulder firmly. Then, he wiped the water stains off his face and squeezed a smile once more.

"Hehe, Brother Xiong, it's all a misunderstanding. I'm also friends with Lao Sun from Puxin District, we're all our own people."

"Lao Sun, huh?" Brother Xiong looked at Lao Wai with a smile, casually flicking the ash of his cigar into the cup, speaking flatly, "He doesn't even qualify to eat at the same table as me. Why do you think you're one of my own people?"

Upon saying this, the smile on Lao Wai's face instantly froze.

Even though he was a boss driving a BMW 760, in their eyes, he didn't even qualify to bend down and kneel.

After Brother Xiong finished speaking, he turned towards Qi Yun again: "I want that Buddha Head. You have two hours to send it to me."

"Originally, if you had seen me proactively just now, I could've given you ten million." Brother Xiong paused, carrying the cigar around in his mouth, "But now, I only give you two hundred thousand."

"If I don't see the item within two hours, then you won't get a single penny."

Brother Xiong was indeed here for the Buddha Head, and the conditions he proposed were utterly audacious.

"Hehe." Qi Yun, who originally had a gloomy face, suddenly smiled. He slowly picked up the teapot from in front of Lao Wai, and calmly poured a cup of tea.

Brother Xiong and his few subordinates all thought Qi Yun was going to soften up, offer tea, and apologize. The buzz-cut youth even showed an expression of disdain.

However, in the next second, Qi Yun abruptly shook his wrist holding the teacup, splashing the steaming hot tea onto Brother Xiong's face!

This sudden scene obviously caught everyone by surprise. Brother Xiong and his henchmen all fell into a brief shock.

Someone actually dared to splash water on Brother Xiong's face!

Even Lao Wai was stunned for a moment, and after coming to his senses, he internally sighed 'trouble' feeling this was going to be a big mess.

"Damn!" Brother Xiong roared in fury as he retreated, the cigar falling from his mouth, scrambling in pain, losing his previous controlling stance.

Four buzz-cut youths immediately crowded over, raising their fists to smash towards Qi Yun's face; their usual way was domineering, basically, no one dared to defy them, so they hadn't brought any weapons.

However, fists could kill as well, and they were determined to cripple the guy in front of them to vent for their boss.

Chen Wei, almost simultaneously, got up, his right hand chopping at the nearest person's wrist, while his left hand clenched and punched into another's face, his moves swift as lightning.

"Bang!" The buzz-cut hit flipped the dining table, sound of broken plates and exclamations echoed together.

Brother Xiong wiping the tea off his face, roared in angry desperation: "Hit him till he's dead!"

The two remaining buzz-cuts raised chairs to smash at Qi Yun, but Chen Wei kicked each of them away, their backs crashing into the floor-to-ceiling window, which instantly cracked like a spiderweb.

Lao Wai and Shi Feng picked up chair legs ready to charge forward but Qi Yun calmly halted them: "Leave it to Brother Wei."

Chen Wei, like a tiger entering a flock, with three punches and two kicks, incapacitated four buzz-cuts leaving them helpless. The final one was picked up by the collar over his head and harshly slammed to the ground.

Shi Feng and the others watched in awe, not expecting Qi Yun's assistant to be so fierce.

In the first-floor lobby, the restaurant manager had been monitoring the upstairs commotion through surveillance. Seeing the confrontation unfold, he immediately grabbed the intercom and shouted: "Security! Go to the second floor! Quickly!"

As he shouted, he himself also started running towards the second floor.

However, by the time he reached the second floor, the battle above had already ended.

The four henchmen brought by Brother Xiong, in mere two seconds, were floored by Chen Wei, moaning endlessly, unable to stand.

The guests at the adjacent two tables had long since fled in terror to avoid getting involved.

"Damn it!" Brother Xiong shouted in rage, tearing off his short sleeves, revealing his thick upper body.

The reason why this guy was called Brother Xiong probably had something to do with his size, those raised chest muscles were larger than some women's flat chests, and in his fury, he really resembled a grizzly bear.

Just by looks, quite intimidating indeed, capable of handling a dozen ordinary people shouldn't pose any problem.

Yet Chen Wei paid no attention to this, soon tossing the dining knife in his hand. Earlier, he was cautious of these people possibly carrying weapons, so he adopted a slightly careful approach.

During the encounter with the four-to-five-hundred-kilogram grizzly in the past, Qi Yun and the group even dared to touch it, let alone a poser like Brother Xiong.

"Stop fighting!" The manager snapped out of the brief shock, briskly walking towards Qi Yun's side, followed by several white-shirted security guards, "Stop!"

Brother Xiong was breathing heavily, chest heaving violently, veins bulging on his forehead.

He glared at Chen Wei, with both anger and apprehension in his gaze; those few lightning-fast moves just now were by no means something ordinary people could manage.

Chen Wei stood in front of Qi Yun, his face expressionless, as if he wasn't the one who just took down four people.

"Qi Yun, you son of a bitch, you've got guts!" Brother Xiong gritted his teeth, wiped the tea off his face, and immediately took out his phone to call for backup, "Changhai Road! Wangjiang Pavilion, bring people over right now!"

The manager's courteous demeanor was gone, and he stared at Brother Xiong with an unpleasant look, his tone carrying a warning: "You better not cause trouble here!"

This wasn't Puxin District, he was just a small manager, so he didn't know who Brother Xiong was.

Already fuming with anger, Brother Xiong saw that anyone dared to ignore him, and he kicked the manager in the stomach, causing him to stagger back repeatedly, luckily being caught by the security behind him, preventing a fall to the ground.

"All of you get the hell out of here! I know your boss has some connections, but today, I don't care who comes, it won't help!" Brother Xiong said coldly, staring at Qi Yun and Chen Wei, "You two aren't leaving today!"

The manager was set back by a kick, his face equally grim. After getting back up, he gritted his teeth and instructed the security, "Escort those guests out."

The security responded, bypassing Brother Xiong and Qi Yun's table, and escorted the frightened customers inside to the first floor.

The manager gave Brother Xiong a hard look and followed downstairs without a word, pulling out his phone to call his boss.

"Boss, we've got a bit of trouble at the store, a guy named Brother Xiong..."

On the second floor, Qi Yun finished editing a message and sent it out, then pocketed his phone and patted Old Wai's arm, speaking calmly, "Let's leave."

With that, he led the way downstairs, completely ignoring the menacing Brother Xiong.

It wasn't that he was afraid of the other party calling people over, but standing around doing nothing in this situation seemed a bit stupid.

Brother Xiong wanted to stop them but was wary of the fierce Chen Wei.

As a man of status in the underworld, being splashed with a cup of water was already a major loss of face; getting beaten afterward, how could he stand it? He would be laughed at.

However, he wasn't worried that Qi Yun and the others would get away. In this area, finding someone was a breeze for him.

Even if Qi Yun and the others wanted to fly out of Shanghai, they couldn't, because behind him was Mr. Ji, whose influence could trap them in the city.

Qi Yun and the other three descended to the first floor, striding towards the front desk.

"Sorry for the trouble, could you calculate how much our table cost, including the damages upstairs, and I'll cover it all." Qi Yun said politely to the manager.

The manager had been watching the surveillance earlier, knew it wasn't Qi Yun and his group who started the trouble, and their attitude was polite, so he didn't blame them.

"No rush on the expenses, I know it wasn't your fault, but it does involve you, so please wait in the nearby lounge for a moment, our boss is on her way to handle it personally."

Qi Yun nodded after hearing this; it wasn't unreasonable, and there was no need to make things difficult for him, "Alright, we'll wait a while then."

"Thank you for your understanding, this way please, I'll take you to the lounge." The manager raised his hand, leading the way.

At this moment, Brother Xiong, bare-chested, came downstairs, glaring over at Qi Yun, with four bruised followers trailing behind him.

The manager, worried he would escape and unable to explain to the boss, shouted to the security at the door, "Keep an eye on them, don't let them leave!"

A few security guards, upon hearing this, immediately blocked the entrance, standing in the way.

Brother Xiong's already grim face turned instantly red with rage, clearly unable to hold back his anger.

Since making a name in Puxin District and monopolizing those dirt business trades, who hadn't treated him with respect? Now, even a few small security guards disregarded him, how could he not be furious?

"Get the hell out of my way!" Without another word, Brother Xiong punched one of the security guards in the chest, sending him stumbling back a few steps, showing that his muscular build wasn't for show.

His underlings, having recovered by then, kicked the remaining two security guards to the ground.

They couldn't handle Chen Wei, but dealing with ordinary security was a piece of cake.

Moreover, the guards clutched their stomachs, not daring to fight back; their orders were to prevent these people from leaving, and actually fighting them would hold them liable and potentially invite retaliation.

The manager afar was hopping mad, "You're just too goddamn bullying!"

A short-haired man turned and pointed at him, cursing, "You better shut up, you'll get yours later!"

After knocking down the guards, they didn't leave, just stood by the entrance, clearly waiting for Brother Xiong's reinforcements.

Just then, a red Ferrari 488 roared up, screeching to a halt at the restaurant's door, the tires screeching and emitting a pungent burnt smell.

The car door opened, and a tall, attractive woman stepped out.

She wore a black slip dress, red high heels, her wavy hair down freely; she exuded a powerful aura that invited admiration but not familiarity.

The woman, upon exiting the car, glanced back, and in the next second, a white-plate Audi A6 pulled up behind, from which a man in his forties stepped out from the backseat.

The man had slightly graying hair at his temples, features stern, exuding an aura of authority.

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