My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 39 - Reap the Bitter Consequences
39: Chapter 39: Reap the Bitter Consequences
39 -39: Reap the Bitter Consequences
Sun Ming’s face looked like a frostbitten eggplant, completely wilted.
He quickly recovered his wits and forced himself to appear calm, reminding himself not to lose his composure.
“I’m warning you, this has nothing to do with you.
Get lost or I’ll kill you!” Sun Ming said threateningly as he glared at Su Xuan.
“Don’t let your mouth write checks your body can’t cash.
I’m curious to see how you plan to kill me.” Su Xuan said with a playful smile, glancing at Sun Ming with his arms crossed, standing firmly in front of Lin Mengru.
Lin Mengru watched Su Xuan’s handsome silhouette in silence, feeling an inexplicable touch of emotion.
The situation was about to descend into chaos, and it would be difficult for her to extricate herself when Su Xuan appeared like Timely Rain.
Two buddies sidled up to Sun Ming and whispered something to him.
Sun Ming smirked confidently, his brazen attitude becoming more obvious as he approached Su Xuan.
Seeing that Sun Ming’s actions didn’t seem aimed at attacking him, Su Xuan wore a look of disdain and stood still.
Sure enough, Sun Ming simply patted Su Xuan on the shoulder and spoke in a low voice, “I don’t know you, and you don’t know me.
There’s no need to make enemies.
I’ve set my sights on this girl—I’ll give you some money to pretend you saw nothing, deal?”
“How much are you willing to give me?” Su Xuan asked seriously, not in a hurry to deal with the oblivious Sun Ming.
“This much.”
Stretching out a hand, Sun Ming thought his offer was enough to tempt Su Xuan, “Wu Qian.”
“Cough, cough…”
The bar was noisy with various sounds all around.
Su Xuan deliberately cleared his throat and clapped his hands, “Watch closely, everyone.
If he drinks this glass, I’ll give him fifty thousand!”
Sun Ming’s face stiffened, and a surge of intense hatred welled up in his eyes as he thought: This punk must be out of his mind, right?!
Daring to play me?
Lin Mengru and her two friends hadn’t heard the conversation between Su Xuan and Sun Ming, all showing surprised expressions.
“Who is he?
Do you know him?”
Faced with her friends’ questioning, Lin Mengru thought for a moment, not sure how to explain her relationship with Su Xuan, especially since she hadn’t expected him to suddenly appear.
She nodded silently in response.
“Eat a toast or take the consequences!” Sun Ming cursed with the elegance of a young master in his frustration, and in a fit of anger, picked up a beer bottle from the table and smashed it toward Su Xuan’s head.
Sun Ming’s two buddies were also hot-headed, seeing their leader take action, they couldn’t just sit back and enjoy the show.
They each grabbed a beer bottle and joined the attack on Su Xuan, and the fight erupted in an instant.
“Too slow.”
Su Xuan snorted coldly, facing the three attackers without much movement.
Unexpectedly, Sun Ming’s arm was seized by something like a chain.
He looked and found that Su Xuan had struck so swiftly, he hadn’t seen it was actually his hand.
Following was a wail so miserable, Sun Ming, like a fragile puppet, dropped the beer bottle from his hand, shattering it on the ground.
Using only about thirty percent of his strength, the power in Su Xuan’s wrist was already unbearable for Sun Ming.
Su Xuan flicked his wrist, tossing Sun Ming to the side, causing him to grimace in pain.
The two brothers were athletes and moved much faster than Sun Ming.
The taller one on the left attacked with brute force, smashing a bottle onto Su Xuan’s left arm.
Su Xuan didn’t dodge, taking the blow, his face unchanged.
On the contrary, his eyes turned even colder, his left arm spinning out, “Bang, bang, bang…” a series of rapid punches followed.
“Ah!”
Screams erupted from the crowd.
Three men in their twenties lay at Su Xuan’s feet, with the two brothers clutching their abdomens and chests, expressions filled with pain.
“Had enough?”
Su Xuan squatted down slowly, his sinister smile sending chills down Sun Ming’s spine.
Sun Ming lay on the ground in disarray, never having seen such quickness.
Moreover, this person was now his adversary, and any further attack would be futile.
With his head hanging, Sun Ming didn’t dare utter a sound, fearful that Su Xuan would attack again.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw more and more onlookers gather around.
Su Xuan didn’t want to escalate matters and spoke coldly, “Are you deaf?
Can’t you understand what I’m saying?
I’m asking if you’ve had enough.”
“Enough, I’ve had enough,” Sun Ming said, without a shred of his previous arrogance, just wanting to leave this place as soon as possible.
Standing up and walking over to the stupefied Liu Ying’er, Su Xuan casually took the glass of alcohol and then forcefully stood Sun Ming up, intimidating him with a threatening tone, “You have two choices.
Either I beat you half to death, and call an ambulance to pick you up, or you drink this alcohol, and I’ll let you scram.”
“I…I, brother, everything is negotiable, isn’t it?
There’s no need for this, right?” Sun Ming said with a pained expression, glancing at the glass of alcohol, knowing that he couldn’t drink it no matter what, as his reputation for the rest of his life would be ruined right here.
Lin Mengru’s expression was complex as she walked up behind Su Xuan, speaking in an irritated tone, “Let it go, we all know each other.
Spare him this time.”
“The beauty is pleading for you,” Su Xuan said, glancing at Lin Mengru with a half-mocking tone.
“Thank you!
Thank you!”
Sun Ming almost kowtowed to Lin Mengru, continuously and knowingly thanking her.
“Too bad,” Su Xuan said with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.
“No one can foot the bill for what you’ve done.”
With a face full of astonishment, Sun Ming didn’t understand the meaning behind Su Xuan’s words and subconsciously opened his mouth, which led to his misfortune.
In the blink of an eye, Su Xuan’s left hand pinched Sun Ming’s cheek, and his right hand followed suit, achieving a seamless connection.
The alcohol was directly poured into Sun Ming’s mouth.
With an expression full of resistance, Su Xuan gave Sun Ming no chance, holding his mouth shut and giving it an upwards slap.
The swallow of alcohol that reached his throat made Sun Ming extremely uncomfortable.
His two buddies struggled to get up from the ground at that moment, watching Su Xuan assault their leader but feeling powerless to intervene, they didn’t dare to make a move.
The onlookers all had looks of shock on their faces, and there were even shrill whistles egging the situation on.
It was a perfect example of the old saying, “Onlookers are never afraid to escalate a situation.”
“You…!” Clutching his throat, Sun Ming coughed violently, tears pouring from his eyes, his face turning beet red, with half the glass of alcohol already in his stomach.
Turning to look at Lin Mengru, Su Xuan smiled wickedly and said, “Watch closely.
I said he spiked the drink, and whether it’s true or not, you’ll know soon enough.”
In the brief two to three minutes, everyone’s gaze fixed on Sun Ming.
The potent drug in the alcohol began to take effect, forcing Sun Ming to taste the bitter fruit of his own making.
“Look everyone!
He looks like he’s going to faint!” a man pointed at Sun Ming and exclaimed.
With a look of nervousness and odd emotion in her eyes, Liu Ying’er watched as Lin Mengru’s frown deepened, seeing Sun Ming’s lips turn purple, his face unusually red, his expression gradually contorting.
“So hot…” Blood surged through his veins, the effects of the potent drug no laughing matter, especially given the considerable dose.
Sun Ming felt like the skin all over his body was about to burst, veins throbbing.
Blood flowed from his nostrils, Sun Ming’s consciousness nearly spiraled out of control; despite his buddies’ efforts to stop him, he frantically tore at his own clothes.
Action spoke louder than words; a smile of amusement sprouted in Su Xuan’s heart, his face shown nothing but mockery towards Sun Ming.
He stood his ground, waiting for Sun Ming to make a fool of himself.
The situation unfolded nearly as Su Xuan had anticipated; Sun Ming was soon stripped to just a pair of black boxers.
“Don’t take off anymore!” One buddy held the out-of-control Sun Ming tightly and, with a look of panic, yelled to another, “Quick, go get some ice water!”
His comrade, not understanding the urgency, pushed through the crowd and rushed to the bar.
Soon, a bucket of ice water was brought over, and the man gripping Sun Ming said hurriedly, “Pour it over his head and body!”
This was an excellent way to relieve the effects of the drug, a trick they had used more than once, only to have it applied to their leader Sun Ming today.
“If you had drunk earlier, your reaction would have been even stronger than his,” Su Xuan said with a deep look, glancing at the dumbstruck Lin Mengru and spoke calmly.
Lin Mengru asked in confusion, “How on earth did you know?”
“Heh,” Su Xuan didn’t bother to explain, plainly disdainful of Sun Ming’s pathetic womanizing tactics.
The cold water poured over Sun Ming gave him a thorough chilling, and he stumbled and fell back, his buddies supporting his body.
“It’s all good, everyone, carry on!
Hope I didn’t kill your buzz!” In an instant, like a DJ ramping up the atmosphere in the bar, Su Xuan raised his voice to the onlooking crowd.
As the crowd slowly dispersed, Su Xuan said with a smirk, “Let’s go.”
The two buddies couldn’t swallow their pride; Sun Ming opened his eyes quickly, and one buddy suddenly realized something important and wanted to take revenge on Su Xuan, threatening him with a menacing tone, “Stop right there!”
“What, you going to treat me to a midnight snack?” Su Xuan looked at the man with an annoyed expression.
