Sitting beside the bartender, Marksim watched as Sergei constantly poured liquor for Lisa with a smug look hanging on his face.

"Lisa, if you drink the second cup, I will give you ‎₽20,000!" Sergei might be rich, but he wasn't at all generous. He had already spent tens of thousands on Lisa, which made him feel heartache. However, he still thought that it was all worth it as long as he could win the grace of this beauty.

"I can't… I can't hold my liquor, and I'm already feeling giddy." Lisa ultimately decided to pretend to be drunk to fool Sergei.

However, Sergei became somewhat angry as he replied, "The liquor capacity of women in Russia has never lost to men, so don't try to brush me off."

"That's other women. Why don't I recommend to you some sisters of mine that can drink well?" Lisa smiled as she pointed to another direction and introduced, "Those two beauties can hold their liquor really well, and I'm sure that they can drink with you to your heart's content."

When Sergei directed his gaze over, he was instantly speechless. Those two women were tasked with drinking with customers, to begin with. For them to drink with him, wouldn't that be the same as digging a hole for himself?

Making a rough calculation, he had spent over ‎₽30,000 on Lisa. Generally speaking, finding a decent woman in Russia would only cost about ₽4,000, and Lisa has already exceeded his budget. However, he still felt a little reluctant. He decided to be more oppressive, blatantly placing his hand on her body to take advantage of her as he offered, "If you agree to be my lover, I can provide you a sum of money every month, and it will be at least three to four times what you earn in this club."

"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested!" Lisa frowned as Sergei's intentions were blatant; he wanted her to be his mistress.

As she pulled Sergei's hand away in loathe, Sergei unhappily said, "You've taken ₽10,000 from me, so can't you even let me touch?"

Lisa never expected that Sergei would be so forceful, so she reminded, "That's my reward for drinking with you!"

Twitching his lips, Sergei said with a sinister expression, "No matter what, you're going to sleep with me tonight!"

"I'm afraid that you will be disappointed!" Lisa abruptly stood up and wanted to leave.

However, Sergei immediately hugged Lisa's waist, fearing that she might flee so he madly kissed her neck.

As Lisa struggled, she yelled, "Let me go!"

"A rabbit like you will never flee from a wolf's hand!" Sergei said with a smug expression.

The club was filled with the scent of liquor that stimulated the hormones. Those on the sides naturally noticed this situation, but no one went up to stop them. On the contrary, some people even cheered them on.

Swiftly, Lisa was suppressed beneath Sergei and she could only twist her body to struggle and try to seek help.

Looking at the boss, Marksim, in perplexion, the bartender asked, "You're not going to help Lisa? She doesn't seem willing…"

Although Marksim was unhappy with Sergei's forceful actions, he could only turn a blind eye after recalling the ₽20,000 that he received. Waving his hand to the nearby security guard, he instructed, "Pay attention to the situation and interfere if Sergei does anything overboard."

"Yes, sir!" The security guard nodded his head.

No one would sympathise with Lisa in this club since everyone's here to seek fun. Since you've become the fun in the eyes of someone, who would be in their right mind to step forth and ruin the atmosphere?

At this moment, Victor found Marksim, who was watching the show, and whispered in the latter's ears.

A cold light flickered in Victor's eyes as he sneered. "I never expected that they would send themselves to my door! Call them over!"

Seeing Marksim's mood, Victor became smug as he went to bring Su Tao and Jiang Qinghan over.

Finally, Su Tao and Jiang Qinghan managed to enter this nightclub, but they were shocked by the rotten situation here.

The women wore bikini-type clothes as they mixed together with the men. Although Jiang Qinghan had a high resistance, she still couldn't help being shocked.

When Su Tao noticed that a Russian woman was calling for help while being suppressed by a fatty and everyone was just standing on the side to watch, he inwardly sighed.

"Victor, you translate for me!" A vicious light flickered in Marksim's eyes as he continued, "A few months ago, that man came over and drank roughly a total of ₽50,000 worth of liquor. Not only did he refuse to pay, but he even trashed my place. Since you're his wife, then shouldn't you pay for his debt? Pay me ₽100,000, or you can dream of leaving this place."

Although Victor hesitated, he still gave a direct translation.

As Jiang Qinghan and Su Tao exchanged a glance, they rejoiced since Yan Sun really did appear here and even trashed the place, leaving a deep impression on the boss. At the same time, they've walked right into a trap. Marksim clearly intended to make them take on this debt.

Marksim was examining Jiang Qinghan right now. Although the esthetic conception between Russians and Chinese were different, Jiang Qinghan was still a perfect woman filled with eastern charm. Staring at her heaving chest, he once recalled a comment from his friend about how Chinese women were more infatuating than Russian women. Aside from their flawless and smooth skin, they're also covered in a fragrance. At this moment, he even fantasised how he got the wife of that damnable man under him to taste his might.

Gently coughing out, Jiang Qinghan replied, "Firstly, it has been years since I've met my husband. I don't know if he really has any grudge with you, but if there is any, please look for him to settle the score. Secondly, it looks like you have no idea of my husband's location. Since that's the case, then we will take our leave."

When Victor finished translating her words, Marksim suddenly lifted the cup in his hand and smashed it on the floor with a sneer. "You want to leave? Do you think that it will be that easy?"

Hearing the glass smashing, several robust men stepped out from the darkness and surrounded them. They're all in their mid-twenties with well-developed muscles. All of them had something in common; they're all bald with playful gazes.

Russians were a ferocious race, so they're not afraid of fights. On the contrary, they would even join in to watch a bloody show.

When Marksim saw Jiang Qinghan taking a posture, he was briefly stunned and wondered if this Chinese woman knew martial arts as well.

As Marksim gave Mikhail a signal, the latter placed his fingers by his lips and blew a whistle.

Instantly, more people came over to surround Su Tao and Jiang Qinghan. Roaring out in laughter, Mikhail threw a punch, directed at Jiang Qinghan's lower abdomen. However, Jiang Qinghan dodged that punch with a roar and used a weird posture to appear beside Mikhail. Her right leg soared, directly striking Mikhail's chin.

As a groan escaped Mikhail's mouth, he took a few steps back and fell onto the ground.

Instant kill!

Marksim's mouth was widened with disbelief. Who could have thought that such a feeble-looking woman would turn out to be an expert?

"All of you, go!" Marksim impatiently roared.

All the surrounding men recovered from the shock and charged at Jiang Qinghan.

Not afraid of the numbers, Jiang Qinghan was as agile as a cat, dodging the ferocious punches with ease. Although the men were powerful, all of them were on the verge of going insane from how Jiang Qinghan avoided all of their attacks. But whenever Jiang Qinghan struck, she would hit someone in their vital spot.

In just the blink of an eye, three men fell onto the ground grabbing onto their crotches, to which Jiang Qinghan was ruthless with her attacks and did not go easy on them.

Watching this scene, Su Tao was instantly dumbfounded, and at the same time, he also felt a breeze blowing by his crotch. The sensation of eggs shattering wasn't something that an ordinary person could endure.

Another ten-odd breath later, Jiang Qinghan dropped all the remaining men on the ground and Marksim broke out in a sweat. He suddenly realised that he had offended someone he shouldn't.

Not only was that Chinese man formidable, but even his wife was powerful as well! Are all Chinese taught martial arts?

He knew that that's definitely not the case. In his impression, most of them were afraid of trouble with weak physiques. Otherwise, they wouldn't be a target of bullying by the 'Skinheads.'

If you met a group of people in the streets of Russia that were bald with leather jackets along with all sorts of strange ornaments, then you're unfortunate to meet the Skinheads. What you can do is leave immediately and not to have any eye contact with them. But even so, it's not a guarantee that you will be safe from trouble.

That bunch of people were practically the nightmare of students studying abroad since they're fond of bullying Chinese.

Then again, it's not easy to join the Skinheads. The requirement was to attack ten to twenty enemies of the Russian race before you can become a genuine member of the Skinheads.

Marksim was also a member of the Skinheads, but he swore at this moment to not provoke any more Chinese in the future.

Standing to the side, Su Tao was watching Jiang Qinghan's skills with admiration while feeling that women are not inferior to men.

At the same time, he was also paying attention to Marksim. Suddenly, he had an uneasy feeling so he immediately charged at Marksim.

Out of nowhere, a shotgun appeared in Marksim's hands. Russia has loosened her control over firearm possession, so you could own a firearm for 'self-defence' as long as you possess a license.

But before Marksim could lift the safety, his hands suddenly felt numb and the gun fell onto the ground. Shortly after, he felt a sharp pain coming from his lower abdomen. He was struck by Su Tao and was kneeling on the ground. Even despite that, Su Tao did not stop, he followed up with another hook to Marksim's chin, rendering the latter helpless.

"Don't kill me!" Marksim begged as he trembled.

Sniffing his nose, Su Tao's lips sank since he never expected that Marksim would be terrified to the point of wetting himself.

Stepping on Marksim's face, he waved his hand at Victor. "We don't want any trouble. We will ask a few questions, and we will leave immediately if you guys answer them truthfully!"

At this moment, Victor was also terrified, but he nervously nodded his head.

"Do you know his name?" Su Tao asked.

"No, he only came once!" Victor wryly smiled.

"Since he caused so much trouble for you guys, then you guys should've investigated him, right?" Su Tao continued.

Receiving Victor's translation, Marksim sighed, "I've tried to find him, but he seems to have disappeared. However, a friend of mine once saw him at the St. Petersburg Palace."

As Jiang Qinghan and Su Tao exchanged a glance with each other, both of them sighed. At the very least, this trip wasn't in vain since they managed to find clues of Yan Sun.

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