The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 18

Chapter 18: 010 Save the people, Crown Prince Class 1

Translator: 549690339

Qinglong Bar.

Near the bridge on Purest Street, it spread out over a wide area.

Poison Scorpion was the toughest enforcer at Qinglong Bar. His recklessness had earned him a big name on this street, and most were afraid of him, which meant few dared to cause trouble in the bar.

He was just sitting in the lounge inside the bar, biting on a freshly lit cigarette.

“Bang—I’

The door was flung open.

Poison Scorpion glanced up nonchalantly, only to see a white tank top.

He stood behind a young woman.

“Yo, Mao Kun.” He obviously recognized the man in the white tank top. He called him Mao Kun, but his tone lacked respect. Poison Scorpion stared straight at the girl behind him, “Are you here to pay tribute to me? Haha, don’t worry, Mao Kun, I’ll be sure to speak highly of you to your godfather!”

The man in the white tank top looked at him as if seeing a former version of himself.

Bai Lian slowly approached.

Poison Scorpion hesitated, then with a smile, extended his hand toward Bai Lian, “Mao Kun, the person you’ve brought is pretty—”

“Bang—”

He, along with the stool, was kicked to the ground, and a bone in his chest broke.

Poison Scorpion’s eyes turned fierce as he endured the pain and scrambled up, throwing a fierce punch at Bai Lian’s face!

Bai Lian didn’t even move her feet, simply raising her hand leisurely to catch his punch under his astonished gaze.

The hem of her moon-white dress fluttered gently.

“Crack—

The sound of finger joints breaking echoed.

“You want to die—”

With a “bang,” he was once again brutally smashed to the ground by Bai Lian!

Poison Scorpion had never seen such a twisted scene before and looked at Bai

Lian in terror.

The borderlands between two countries were complex, and no one without some abilities could survive there.

His skills were quite impressive; in fact, few people knew that even the FBI had been unable to handle him when he was notorious internationally, which was why the bar owner had taken notice of him.

As Qinglong Bar’s top enforcer, even the number one fighter in the ring would have a hard time laying a hand on him!

Poison Scorpion was breathing more out than in; he lay on the ground, unable to get up, “Have I offended you?”

He was clever, indeed. To be this arrogant and still alive for so long was because he had only offended nobodies. The girl in front of him, who could crush him as easily as pinching a steamed bun, was certainly no nobody.