Coming out of the Peak Group were Li and six others.
Throughout the day, they had been busy with Wang Yan and others in the group, and finally, the work was done. The seven of them walked out, preparing to buy some dinner for everyone.
Li Zhe's whistle was clearly heard by Li and the others, and they were extremely angry.
They had long since stopped working in that field, and they hated being viewed as escorts.
Thus, none of them turned their heads to look at Li Zhe and continued walking forward.
Seeing this, Li Zhe's face lit up with excitement, and his eyes glowed with lust.
Li Zhe turned back to his car, took out a wad of cash, and blocked the path of the seven women, waving the money in his hand and saying, "Ladies, come with me tonight. You won't regret it. Hehe, tonight, I want to experience the thrill of being with seven women."
Hearing Li Zhe's disgusting words, anger appeared on the faces of the seven women.
Li said coldly, "Please get out of the way."
Li Zhe, however, didn't care about their anger. He waved the cash to make it snap, eyes full of lust, and said, "What? Don't you want this money? Can you make this much in a night?"
However, Li and the others showed expressions of disgust. Ever since they followed Wang Yan, money was the only thing they saw plenty of.
Whether it was Wang Yan's lucrative business at the Three Principles Hall or the large amount of gold bricks obtained from wiping out the Eight Great Gangs, the quantities were immense.
Moreover, Wang Yan always treated everyone like family—Li and the others could take money freely without needing his approval.
Thus, the money in Li Zhe's hand was outside of their concern.
Li opened her small purse, took out a wad of cash, waved it in front of Li Zhe, and said, "Can you earn this much in one night?"
The cash in Li's hand was much thicker than the one in Li Zhe's hand.
Li Zhe was stunned, at a loss for words.
Li put away the money, and the seven of them left without even looking at Li Zhe, their eyes full of ridicule as they passed him. The source of this content ɪs NovᴇlFire(.)nᴇt
Li Zhe, spoiled since childhood, had always been pampered, never wronged, except for that one time being humiliated by Wang Yan. He had never suffered.
This time, Li Zhe came to Eight Great Street in the slums, and being derided for his wealth by women was a major affront to him.
Li Zhe cursed, "B-tch, you're asking for it."
He took several quick steps to his BMW, grabbed a shiny machete, and charged at Li and the others.
Having passed by Li Zhe, they quickly forgot about the incident, but suddenly hearing urgent footsteps behind them, the seven turned around in shock.
They saw Li Zhe, looking insane, rushing forward with a shining machete in hand.
The seven women screamed and scattered in fear.
Li Zhe ignored the others and immediately cornered three of them with the machete. The other four rushed toward Peak Group.
Li Zhe didn't care about the fleeing four. Gripping the machete, he gritted his teeth and said, "You ungrateful wretches, I'll ruin your faces. Let's see what pride you'll have left then."
He moved the machete threateningly toward Li's delicate face, acting as if he was going to cut it.
The three women shrieked in fear, covering their faces with their hands.
Seeing their fear, Li Zhe felt very satisfied, saying sinisterly, "Are you scared now? Do you know who I am? Mocking me was a death wish. Let me tell you, in all of Wanghai City, no one would dare touch me."
Saying this, he shivered, suddenly thinking of Wang Yan, and quickly looked around.
The street was empty, and the four girls who ran away were gone.
Li Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, thinking: As long as I don't meet that guy again, there's nothing to fear. Besides, in such a secluded place, how could I run into him again?
Thinking this, Li Zhe became arrogant again. He pointed the tip of the machete at Li and said, "Today, I'll show you what wealth means. Look, I'll give you a hundred bucks, take off one piece of clothing, or I'll make sure your face never sees the light of day."
He pulled out three bills from his pocket, tossing them at the three women, saying, "These hundred bucks, take off your coats."
The three were truly afraid that this madman would scar their faces, their eyes constantly glancing toward the door of Peak Group, hoping Wang Yan would come to save them.
Seeing no movement from them, Li Zhe stabbed the knife toward Li's face.
Li was startled and quickly screamed, "Okay, okay, I'll take it off."
With that, the three began to slowly take off their fitted jackets.
Underneath, all three wore plain white shirts, which, though ordinary, accentuated their curvy figures. Through the white shirts, their lace-adorned bras were faintly visible.
Li Zhe's eyes gleamed, and he pulled out three more bills, tossing them on the ground, saying, "Take off the shirts."
The three women showed pain on their faces, their hands on the shirt buttons, but they hesitated to unbutton them.
Li Zhe flourished his knife and cursed, "I'll count to three. If you don't strip, don't blame me."
As he said three, the three women gritted their teeth and said, "Go ahead and cut, for our boss, we won't disgrace ourselves!"
Although facing violence, after following Wang Yan for so long, Li and the others had gained courage.
Li Zhe heard this, his face twisted with a menacing smile, "You have a boss? Hmph, even if your boss shows up, if he knows who I am, he'd still bow down to me, hahaha—"
On hearing Li Zhe insult Wang Yan, anger immediately showed on the three women's faces, and they shouted, "Don't insult our boss."
Seeing their anger, Li Zhe laughed, "Hahaha, amusing! Yelling because of your boss, call him out, I'll show you how he'll lick my shoes."
Li shouted, "If our boss comes, he'll take care of you."
Li Zhe laughed, "I told you, in all of Wanghai City, no one would dare to touch me!"
Just as Li Zhe's words fell, a cold voice rang out nearby: "Is that so?"