Stuck in a Chinese novel

"What if she runs away with it?" Xia Lu asked once She and Wei Jun were alone after their meeting with Yue Peng.

Wei Jun calmly replied, "No she won't."

"An awful lot of faith in her." Xia Lu said with a frown.

"That company is like her child. She won't leave it. No matter what." Wei Jun said.

"What if she does? Do you really believe she would be a good mother?" Xia Lu asked.

"Doesn't matter whether I believe it or not. I have to. Because they're my mother's words. I have no choice but to believe them." Wei Jun said as he stood up and extended his palm towards Xia Lu so she could stand up as well.

Xia Lu took his hand and stood up. They left the place as they chatted about various things. Explore more stories with m,v l'e-NovelBin.net

As they came outside, Wei Jun felt the stare of someone in his direction. He turned to look at the person who was glaring at him. Wei Jun would have been very flattered had the one looking at him was a beautiful woman.

Not a man.

Shao Chen was staring at Wei Jun so hard that if staring could kill, Wei Jun would have been dead ten thousand times over.

But to all that, Wei Jun simply smiled and mouthed the word, 'Delicious.' While looking at Yue Peng who was getting in her car.

Shao Chen's anger increased by twofold but he managed to contain himself. Wei Jun just smiled and turned his face back to Xia Lu and continued conversing with her.

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Wei Jun arrived at a dance club and took a seat. Loud music and flashing lights that only made some effort to alight the dark blinded some while some were focused on some other aspects of life.

Mainly alcohol and women.

Wei Jun sat on a soft round sofa and observed everything in the club. Some women came close to him to chat but he dismissed them coldly.

He wasn't there to mingle after all. He was there for work and that was going to be his focus all the time. Anything else was a distraction.

And soon enough, his targets of observation came. A group of men entered the bar, chatting happily and laughing merrily out loud.

The men belong to various ethnic qualities. Some were white, some were dark-skinned, some were short and some were towering and bulky like they eat people for breakfast lunch, and dinner.

Among all of them, only one was a familiar figure. While the rest were not unknown to Wei Jun as he had seen their faces in the information provided by Mark Wilson, he hadn't seen them personally.

And to be honest, they were overwhelming. Each and every one of them was powerful. To the point that Wei Jun wasn't even confident defeating them alone let alone defeat all of them at once.

And even while dealing with them alone, Wei Jun wasn't confident and he was already concocting plans to deal with them.

Wei Jun observed all of them from a distance without any movement. The pressure emitting from them wasn't normal. And the worst part was that that pressure was involuntary. They were emitting it unconsciously.

Even from so far away, and not being the target of it, Wei Jun could sense the bloodlust on them. Their hands were clean but that didn't seem to be to Wei Jun.

Instead, all he saw was red.

Their hands were dyed in red because of the blood of all those they had killed.

Wei Jun was sure that at least a hundred people would have died at each of their hands. Nothing impressive but they hadn't let go of that power.

Instead, they had embraced it. The smell of blood came with a new sense of fear that kept those around them at bay.

Wei Jun himself had killed thousands of people but he never let his presence be known. He never let the power of blood be attached to him. An experienced killer might be able to tell if Wei Jun showed it, but if he didn't, no one in the world would be able to spot a killer in Wei Jun.

But looking at the group of nine people, even someone who was inexperienced in this field could feel the chill of fear from them.

They were openly declaring that they were murderers.

Wei Jun had seen enough so he stood up to leave.

Just then, another girl entered the club followed by a few more girls. Wei Jun didn't recognize any of them and since he hadn't read the novel to this point, he had no idea who they were.

But seeing that the nine people's eyes went to those girls straight, even Wei Jun could tell that an event was coming up.

Wei Jun settled back into his seat and waited for the show to begin. Whether he would enjoy it or not depended on how the show will go.

He didn't know if he would have to interfere or not but he knew one thing, he wouldn't be in danger even if he did. Because he had a hidden card he didn't have a few days ago.

A certain stalker of his.

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Reum Chan, a girl with a very tense profession was forcefully dragged by her friends to unwind. She wasn't very excited but since she was already there, she decided to at least indulge herself in a few drinks.

She wasn't hoping for anything else that night. Not even get drunk because she had work to do.

One thing she wasn't looking forward to was the men in the club. She was there to just be with her friends, drink a little, and then head home.

It wasn't that she wasn't beautiful. She was and she knew of it. But she hadn't taken advantage of her beauty nor had she ever let anyone take advantage of it.

As the night progressed, and after a few drinks, her friends caught the man sitting in a corner, alone. One feature of that man that defined everything in one word, was enchanting.

No other man, or woman in there compared to the beauty of that man. So much so that even Reum Chan, who wasn't there for men couldn't help but consider approaching him.

But before she could, a man approached them. He wasn't as handsome as the man sitting in the corner but he was still good looking.

Alas, after looking at Wei Jun, even his handsomeness lost its value. He looked no different than an ordinary man.

"Hello, ladies," He said with a smile. He had lost in terms of beauty, but Reum Chan's friends still decided to give him a chance as one of them replied, "Hello to you too."

Reum Chan shook her head and got back to her drink.

"Me and my friends are here to celebrate our new job done. All we lack is the company of beautiful women such as you and the drinks might taste ten times better." The man said with a smile.

The girls smiled while Reum Chan only thought of one word, 'Cheezy.'

"We would love to join you." The girls said and began to move but Reum Chan didn't move.

"Come on, Reum." One of the girls said.

"You guys go ahead, I'm not in the mood." Reum Chan said.

"Oh come on. Don't be like that. come enjoy with us." The girl said.

"I'm enjoying plenty. You guys go if you want to." Reum Chan wasn't persuaded.

"It wouldn't be fair for these beauties and not for one of my brothers as well if he's left empty-handed." The man said while he approached Reum Chan.

In all honesty, Reum Chan was his main target because of her beauty. All the rest didn't even come close to her beauty.

Just as he was about to touch her, Reum Chan spoke, "Touch me and you will be losing that hand."

As she said so, Qi began to permeate around her which made the man a little hesitant. It wasn't because of Reum Chan's power. It was because he didn't want a scene so he backed away.

"All right. Your loss." He said with a smile but not everyone in his group was as rational as him as a man appeared next to him and said, "He was just asking politely. No need to get so riled up."

Reum Chan looked at the new addition while the man said, "Brother Chen, it's her choice. Come on, let us not escalate this any further."

"But still…" Shao Chen was dissatisfied with Reum Chan's behavior. He was the one who had invited all of his team. Being treated like that fared worse for him.

He wasn't going to force the girl as well but he was at least getting an apology out of her.

However, before he could say anything else, Reum Chan spoke.

"If he's so polite, then hook him up with your mother."