Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 114 You little brat 3

"Fuck you! You filthy bitch!!"

Niu Haochen completely broke down, his remaining rationality burned away by rage.

He suddenly turned to Ye Fan, pointed at his nose, and began to curse:

"You little punk! You just wait! Even the cheap slut you associate with dares to shit on my head? This isn't over! Give me your name if you dare! I'll make sure you can't stay in Jinling! I'll make you regret being born!"

Looking at the fat man in front of him, whose face was contorted with rage and whose words were incoherent, Ye Fan found it utterly ridiculous.

He slowly stood up, and the imposing presence of his height made Niu Haochen subconsciously take a small step back.

Ye Fan looked down at him, his eyes cold and contemptuous.

"Is that all you've got? You spent a few bucks at the bar and think you're some kind of king? That girl is innocent; why should she go with you? Is she your wife? You think you can do whatever you want with a few bucks and even threaten people? Who do you think you are?"

Ye Fan's voice pierced the music clearly, each word like a knife:

"You're the real trash. Putting on airs is one thing, but threatening a girl is another?"

"You little punk!"

Ye Fan enunciated the last three words with great force and clarity, like three resounding slaps to Niu Haochen's face!

"Fuck your mother!"

Niu Haochen had never suffered such humiliation in his life. Especially that "little bastard" completely ignited the fuse of his deepest inferiority complex!

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, his last shred of reason vanished, and with a roar, he swung his fat but powerful fist, smashing it hard towards Ye Fan's handsome face!

"what!"

The flight attendants around her were terrified and screamed.

however.

Ye Fan was even faster! Just as the fist was about to hit him, his eyes flashed, and he swiftly grabbed the bottle of red wine on the table—which had just been opened and was quite expensive but was now just a weapon—and, without any fancy moves, smashed it down hard on Niu Haochen's greasy, fat head!

With a bang.

The sound of the bottle shattering was deafening! Deep red wine mixed with dark red blood gushed out from Niu Haochen's forehead in an instant!

Glass shards scattered like fireworks, landing all over the ground.

Niu Haochen let out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered, and with a "woof," he staggered to the ground, clutching his head.

"Ah!!! My head! My head!"

Niu Haochen trembled all over in pain, blood flowing continuously from between his fingers, instantly staining his chubby face and clothes red, making him look disheveled and terrifying.

"Ah! Holy crap!"

"I'm going to kill you, you country bumpkin!"

Niu Haochen struggled to stand up, but was stopped by the security guards who rushed over.

He had completely lost his mind, and he said to Ye Fan:

"If you're so tough, don't leave, you country bumpkin. I'll make you regret ever being born."

He struggled and roared like a wounded wild beast.

Ye Fan stared expressionlessly at the "bloody man" on the ground, his eyes calm and unwavering, as if he had merely swatted a buzzing fly.

He even slowly straightened his cuffs, which had become slightly wrinkled from the movement.

Niu Haochen roared, wishing he could beat Ye Fan to death right then and there.

Blood streamed down his forehead, and his face looked ferocious and terrifying.

Upon hearing the news, Wan Qingqing rushed over and saw the scene in disarray and Niu Haochen's face covered in blood. Her expression changed instantly, but she quickly regained her composure.

He quickly walked up to Ye Fan and bowed deeply.

"Mr. Ye! I'm so sorry! I've startled you! What happened?"

Ye Fan spoke calmly, pointing to the security guard beside him:

"Ask them, they can see it clearly."

Wan Qingqing bowed slightly and said:

"I will handle this matter immediately. Whatever the reason, it is a huge dereliction of duty on our part that caused you such an unpleasant experience at Kaos! On behalf of Kaos, I extend my deepest apologies to you!"

"Um."

Ye Fan didn't blame anyone at the bar at all; there are idiots like Niu Haochen everywhere.

She immediately turned around and sternly questioned the security guard who had witnessed the whole thing about the specifics.

The security guards didn't dare to be negligent and quickly reported to Wan Qingqing in detail how Niu Haochen forcibly broke in, verbally harassed Leng Jinyan, became enraged and threatened her after being rejected, and finally attacked her first but was countered by Ye Fan.

So it turns out it all started with Niu Haochen. He wanted to invite a girl over for drinks, and when she refused, he threatened her? What kind of idiot is that?

Do you really think you're some kind of emperor just because you've had a little wine?

"Wan Qingqing!"

Just then, Niu Haochen, who was being held down by security guards to stop the bleeding, let out a beast-like roar:

"Are you fucking blind? I've spent millions here! And now I've got my head smashed open! And you're all just fawning over that country bumpkin? Don't you want to work here anymore? Let me go! I'm going to cripple him myself!"

The intense pain and extreme humiliation caused him to completely lose his mind.

"Let me through, I'm going to beat this country bumpkin to death."

Wan Qingqing took a deep breath, turned around, and her face regained the composure of a professional manager, but her eyes were icy cold.

Of course she knew Niu Haochen, a spoiled brat who was arrogant and disdainful of others because his family had some money.

But so what?

Ye Fan was personally selected and given special attention by the big boss.

Moreover, it was Niu Haochen who started the trouble first. No matter which factor she considers, she can completely side with Ye Fan.

Niu Haochen.

Wan Qingqing's voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear, carrying a formulaic detachment:

"We have a clear understanding of the cause and course of events. You forcibly entered Mr. Ye's booth, harassed his female companion first, then verbally abused and threatened her, and you were the one who struck Mr. Ye first. Mr. Ye's actions were entirely in self-defense. We at Kaos have comprehensive surveillance footage; would you like to review it for confirmation?"

Niu Haochen was so enraged by her cold attitude and the words "self-defense" that he almost vomited blood. Coupled with the excruciating pain in his head, he spoke without thinking:

"Wan Qingqing! You filthy bitch! Are you fucking out of your mind, having irregular periods? How dare you treat me like this? Believe me, I can fire you with just one phone call! I'll make sure your bar goes out of business!"

Wan Qingqing's eyes turned completely cold, like icicles.

Niu Haochen, being held up by security guards, was still hysterically shouting and cursing, using foul language that was unbearable to hear.

In the midst of this chaos, a calm yet slightly mocking voice pierced through the noise from behind:

"Hey, little fatty, it's been years! When did your breath get even bigger than your body?"

The voice wasn't loud, but it had a peculiar penetrating power that instantly diminished the surrounding noise.

"Qin Kun!"

Wan Qingqing turned around and looked.

All eyes immediately turned to that direction.

A young man, who looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, was walking leisurely toward them.

He was a full 1.85 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a wide back. His well-tailored dark suit perfectly accentuated his strong yet not bulky inverted triangle physique, and his gait exuded a model-like composure and power.

He was handsome, with a faint smile playing on his lips, but his eyes were sharp as an eagle's, sweeping across the scene with a condescending scrutiny.

Just moments ago, Niu Haochen was barking like a mad dog. The moment he saw who it was, he stopped abruptly, like a rooster being choked. He instinctively pulled his neck back, his fat face drained of color, and he seemed to have forgotten the pain from the wound on his forehead. All that remained was intense fear and apprehension.

His Adam's apple bobbed several times before he managed to squeeze out a sound, trembling almost imperceptibly:

"Old...Old Qin? You've come at the perfect time!"

He tried to regain some composure, pointing to his blood-smeared face and Ye Fan:

"Look! This little punk cracked my skull open! What kind of trashy security guards does this bar hire? And that bitch Wan Qingqing, she sided with outsiders without even asking what happened! Look what she did to me!"

Qin Kun didn't rush to respond; instead, he looked Niu Haochen up and down with great interest.