Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

That night, the moon was high in the sky. The cool light around the full moon was shrouded in clouds and mist, becoming increasingly hazy.

The streets of West City gradually became lively, with bright lights and night life. From time to time, dazzling motorcycles whizzed past, leaving behind a series of piercing sounds that lingered for a long time.

A pure black car disappeared on the street in the dark night. The door opened and a young man with mint green hair got out.

[Yuanbao,] 999 stared at his system screen all the time, [I hacked into all the surveillance cameras of the Quanse Bar, but I didn't find Le Yuhui on the first floor. He is probably locked up in a basement that we don't know about. I can only scan it from all directions after I get in.]

Tong Xiyuan nodded imperceptibly and adjusted his hair in front of the rearview mirror. His hair grew fast, and after staying in the manor for so long, the color he dyed at the beginning had long been replaced by chestnut, leaving only the light green on the ends of his hair, which was not abrupt, but unexpectedly playful.

eight pm.

A man walked into the bar.

Following the sound of "ding-ling" at the door, everyone shifted their gaze over there, and then a hint of surprise and confusion flashed in their eyes.

The young man was dressed simply, with soft, fluffy chestnut hair and a pair of cautious, ignorant eyes. He didn't look like someone who was out for fun, but more like a lost deer that had strayed into danger.

The bartender behind the bar was stunned for two seconds, then he quietly pressed a hidden button under the table while taking the glass.

Almost in an instant, people in every corner of the dimly lit bar sat up straight, then lowered their heads to continue chatting and drinking, pretending to cover up.

Tong Xiyuan noticed it, but didn't take it too seriously, as he was just one of Fan He's men.

He calmly walked to the bar and sat down, took a curious look at the bartender's complicated tools, and asked, "Any recommendations?"

The bartender didn't expect him to speak to him, so he cleared his throat before saying, "It is not recommended that you drink."

They had received news from Xue Rong a long time ago that the eldest sister-in-law had come in person to kidnap people. They could neither hurt Tong Xiyuan nor let Le Yuhui be rescued. Tonight was destined to be a chaotic battle.

But Tong Xiyuan wanted to drink properly, so the bartender didn't dare to give him any, for fear that their ruthless leader would find out and throw him to the fish.

"Okay." Tong Xiyuan curled his lips helplessly. When he was about to ask 999 if it could scan the existence of the bar's basement, he noticed someone sitting next to him.

"Hello," the man in a suit with a slicked-back hair raised the wine glass in his hand to Tong Xiyuan, narrowed his eyes, and pulled a greasy smile that pretended to be elegant, "Little beauty, can I meet you?"

Tong Xiyuan frowned silently and kept a safe distance from him, "No."

The bartender behind the bar had a flash of shock in his eyes. He looked at the man who wanted to chat up their leader's wife and silently asked: How dare you, do you want to die? !

However, the man didn't get the bartender's eye hint and continued to introduce himself confidently, "Don't rush to refuse. You look like you've never been to a bar?"

Tong Xiyuan frowned even deeper. He wanted to leave here very much.

The man continued, "Oh, I guessed right. I can tell at a glance that a boy like you is the most innocent. Listen to my brother, this is not the place for you. Oh, by the way, maybe you don't know that I have my own small business in West City. Don't worship me, it's just a small business worth a few million. But you also know that in this world, everyone wants to get rich by violence. There are not many people like me who do business honestly. I think you are innocent, so I want to make friends with you..."

"Thorn-"

The stool made a harsh sound as it dragged across the floor, but because of the chaotic music around it, it didn't cause much commotion.

Tong Xiyuan stood up and took two steps back, maintaining his last politeness, "No, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

The man sighed and wanted to say something else, but suddenly he saw Tong Xiyuan's face change.

999's soft and cute electronic sound brought a great surprise, [Found it! On the third floor underground, go east, there is a secret door. ]

Tong Xiyuan blinked and looked at the bartender, "Tell the gentleman that the industry in West City should also be regulated."

It's outrageous that such a person can make money.

The bartender nodded with a smile, "Okay, I'll pass it on. We'll chase him away right now—Wait, Mr. Tong, where are you going?! Stop him!"

At the command, the whole bar fell into chaos.

The greasy man didn't react at all to what was happening. He saw the little beauty, whom he had mistakenly thought was innocent, pull out a gun from her waist, and like a ghost, she dodged the punches and kicks of the crowd and rushed out.

The people who had been hiding in various places in the bar came out one after another to block the way. They were not as unscrupulous as Tong Xiyuan, and they did not dare to use weapons. They could only try their best to use the best means to restrict Tong Xiyuan's whereabouts.

Tong Xiyuan did not shoot, but held the gun in his hand as a deterrent. He was good at dodging, and in a short while he reached the secret door that 999 mentioned.

Without any hesitation, Tong Xiyuan raised his foot and kicked. The wooden hidden door could not withstand his attack and cracked into several pieces in the middle, and then was kicked open by Tong Xiyuan.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, followed by the sound of glass breaking.

It immediately woke up the other patrons in the bar.

"Ah! What happened?"

"He's killing someone again. Go away."

"Damn it, he never lets me have a peaceful night."

Before Tong Xiyuan ducked down and entered the open secret door, he looked back and saw a woman with a gun standing at the door of the bar. Because of the wind at the door, her long wavy hair was blown by the wind, just like a killer who appeared out of nowhere in the dark night.

This was indeed the case. When Xue Rong met Tong Xiyuan's gaze, he just frowned and said nothing, as if he very much disapproved of Tong Xiyuan's action of coming to rescue people.

Tong Xiyuan smiled at her, as a greeting to an acquaintance he hadn't seen for a long time, and then disappeared into the secret door in the blink of an eye.

After he disappeared, Xue Rong put down his gun, walked to the bar, and asked, "Is that how you stopped him?"

"Sister Rong," the bartender laughed bitterly. There was a shoe print on the shoulder of her white shirt where Tong Xiyuan had kicked her in the chaos. "How dare I really use knives or guns? Besides..."

Xue Rong looked at him, "Hmm?"

The bartender rubbed his shoulders and took a breath, "You didn't tell us that your sister-in-law is so strong."

If he hadn't dodged quickly, Tong Xiyuan's kick would have missed his heart and hit his shoulder, and he would be lying in bed waiting to die.

Xue Rong learned of his thoughts and said, "No, my sister-in-law is kind and will not let you die."

Bartender: “…”

He paused and asked, "You're not going to chase her?"

"We can't catch up." Xue Rong saw Tong Xiyuan's speed clearly. It was not something they could catch up with. She rolled her eyes and said strategically, "You take the people to guard here, and I will go to the secret passage behind with the others to guard."