Four-Faced Buddha [To My Shore] - Chap 27
Chapter 27 You rest, I’ll take care of it.
2024-10-13 07:15 Category: Four-Faced BuddhaTurn off the lights
The thin, long-faced man, whose real name was Bai Pengyu, was the third son in his generation, hence the nickname “Third Young Master Bai.” However, his more famous title was “Three-Second Bai,” because he was extremely lecherous yet also a quick shooter, reportedly having set a record of finishing in less than three seconds, thus earning him widespread notoriety.
Bai Sanmiao had met Fan Xiao before; it was he and Shi Lihua who brought You Shulang to Fan Xiao’s residence that day. You Shulang was not thin; he was tall and strong, and in his coma, he seemed to have an “unbearable weight.”
In Bai Sanmiao’s mind, Fan Xiao and You Shulang were at odds, perhaps even harboring some grudge, otherwise Fan Xiao wouldn’t have made that frivolous remark about “just wanting to have some fun.” But today he was confused; what was going on with the two of them acting as if they were united against a common enemy?
“How did you end up with him…?”
Before Bai Sanmiao could finish speaking, Fan Xiao quickly interrupted him with a forced smile and a light tone: “Third Young Master? I didn’t expect it to be you sitting in this private room?”
With his face slightly turned, You Shulang cast a glance at him. After a moment’s thought, he walked to Fan Xiao’s side and asked in a low voice, “Do you know him?”
“I know him,” Fan Xiao admitted frankly, glancing at the person on the sofa. “We met at a gathering organized by Shi Lihua.”
Shi Lihua’s name was drawn out, clearly Fan Xiao was reminding Bai Sanmiao to be careful with his words. While Bai Sanmiao’s subordinates were not capable, his superiors were not stupid. After a moment’s thought, he did not pursue the matter further.
His back was buried in the sofa, his legs crossed high, and one hand was on the woman’s breast next to him, kneading it incessantly: “What’s going on, you two? You come in and start this, are you trying to embarrass me?”
You Shulang slowly stepped forward, picked up a bottle of foreign liquor from the messy table, found an empty glass, and poured half a glass.
He picked up the cup with his slender fingers and slowly swirled it: “Third Young Master, you know perfectly well why I’m here. Since I was able to find you, I’ve made thorough preparations. If you don’t mind someone listening in, I don’t care either.”
After saying that, he flipped his hand and swallowed the wine, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he downed the whole glass.
Bai Sanmiao’s expression gradually darkened. He looked up and scrutinized Fan Xiao, raised an eyebrow, and smiled: “Alright, let’s talk then.”
He waved his hand and said, “Go, go, all of you, let’s get down to business.”
Handsome men and beautiful women filed out, leaving only Bai Sanmiao’s two or three friends inside.
“You guys go somewhere else to warm up the atmosphere while I wait. I’ll choose the prettiest princess, with a strong and fierce face. I’ll be there in a bit.”
People are divided into different classes, and in this place, Bai Sanmiao is the most respected, so everyone else naturally obeys. The door to the private room slowly closed, and the room finally became quiet.
Bai Sanmiao was accompanied by a male assistant who stood in the corner. Despite being called an assistant, he was eight feet tall and had a muscular build, suggesting he was primarily responsible for bodyguard duties.
“Let’s talk about it.” Bai Sanmiao spread his arms wide and placed them on the back of the sofa, looking like a rich scoundrel.
You Shulang sat down, and Fan Xiao replaced the rotating colored lights with normal light sources, then sat down next to You Shulang.
He took out a cigarette, tapped it lightly on the table, and said, “Third Young Master, although we are not close friends, Shi Lihua is involved in the matter. So think carefully before you speak. Hiding things is pointless. This matter is not over until it is resolved.”
Fan Xiao’s words were quite artful.
Every word and phrase on the surface was meant for You Shulang, but in reality, every single word was aimed at Bai Sanmiao.
For Shi Lihua to ask Bai Sanmiao to do such a despicable thing, the two must have an extremely good relationship. Bai Sanmiao would definitely consider Shi Lihua’s feelings to some extent. Fan Xiao emphasized the words “think it over carefully” slowly, making it clear what he wanted Shi Lihua to hide.
“Is this Mr. Fan?” Bai Sanmiao touched the meat filling with the tip of his tongue and tilted his chin towards You Shulang. “May I ask what your relationship is with this gentleman who wants to talk to me?”
“friend.”
“Friends?” Bai Sanmiao’s voice was as loud as his raised eyebrows. He coughed a few times after speaking, covering up the sarcasm on his face. “Fine, let’s talk then. What do you want to talk about?”
“Around 11:30 pm on October 9th, in the parking lot of Qiyue Hotel, does Bai Sanshao need me to say anything more?”
His unhurried tone and humble yet assertive attitude made him seem like he was conducting a business negotiation. You Shulang’s composure and calmness made him seem less like a victim of sexual assault.
“What day? What time? Where?” Bai Sanmiao feigned exaggerated confusion. “Sir, I don’t even know you. How would I know what you’re talking about?”
“If I didn’t have evidence, I wouldn’t have come here.” You Shulang took the cigarette from Fan Xiao and put it in his mouth, glancing lightly at the man beside him.
Fan Xiao understood, struck a match and lit a flame, casting a warm glow on You Shulang’s fair skin.
If Bai Sanmiao hadn’t known Fan Xiao’s true feelings for You Shulang, he would have thought the two on the other side had an extremely close relationship, not only singing in unison but also having perfect chemistry.
“Those Thais really know how to have fun,” Bai chuckled under his breath.
You Shulang exhaled smoke and glanced at him. Bai Sanmiao pouted and said, “If you have evidence, then produce it.” He suddenly put down his crossed legs, leaned forward, and stared at You Shulang with a smug look in his eyes. “But you have to tell me what illegal or disorderly things I did that night, right?”
His gaze slowly moved from You Shulang’s face to his lower body. Before he could utter any lewd words, Fan Xiao’s large hand covered his face, and with a sudden force, he pushed him back into the depths of the sofa.
“You fucking…”
Just as Bai Sanmiao was about to blow up the temple, he looked up and saw Fan Xiao’s dark gaze. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he remembered a sentence that Shi Lihua had once said.
You can mess with anyone, just don’t mess with Fan Xiao, he can laugh and torment you to death.
With a sneer, Bai Sanmiao suppressed his hostility and said in a roguish tone, “Didn’t you ask me where I was that night? Fine, I’ll tell you, I was in my lover’s bed. Do you need her to come and vouch for me?”
“No need.” You Shulang stubbed out his cigarette on the beer can. “Since you don’t want to explain, I’ll take that as your agreement.”
He suddenly stood up, his tall figure creating an imposing aura. Bai Sanmiao was startled and instinctively shrank back.
However, You Shulang’s target was not Bai Sanmiao. He took two steps to the assistant standing in the corner, gathered his strength, and reached out to grab the man’s arm.
The man was burly, a size larger than You Shulang, and certainly no pushover. Seeing the attack, he hastily tried to defend himself, but You Shulang had the advantage of striking first, and his swift and fierce movements caught him off guard, making him impossible to defend against.
Like pincers, fingers slid rapidly down the male assistant’s strong shoulders and arms, down to his wrist, and You Shulang grabbed him tightly, twisting his right hand behind his back.
As if by magic, he let his left hand fall, and a pair of handcuffs slid off his fingers. He tapped the handcuffs against the male assistant’s wrist, and the steel teeth snapped shut. With a sudden burst of strength, he pushed the man forward half a step, and with his other hand, he neatly clasped his hand into the iron frame that was hammered into the wall to support the giant screen television.
The several movements were completed in one go, and the entire process, from onset to resolution, took only about a minute.
Ignoring the male assistant’s struggles, You Shulang withdrew, flicked off the non-existent dust on his cuff, and looked coldly at Bai Sanmiao.
“What…what are you going to do?” Bai Sanmiao glanced at the door and estimated the distance he could escape to.
“As I said before, I gave you a chance to explain. Since you won’t explain, then I’ll take it as an admission that you did what happened that night.” He sat back on the sofa, blocking Bai Sanmiao’s escape route. “So, I’m going to demand justice.”
Bai Sanmiao gave Fan Xiao a deep look, his cheek twitching slightly: “Seek justice? How? By money?”
Fan Xiao also looked at You Shulang, only to see him pour another glass of wine. The transparent crystal glass touched his thin lips, and the brown liquid moistened the faint red wound.
“An eye for an eye! Whatever you do to me, I’ll fucking pay you back!”
!!
Fan Xiao looked at You Shulang in surprise, his eyes filled with obvious confusion and barely perceptible anger.
“What?!” Bai Sanmiao’s butt moved three meters away. “What the hell are you saying? I am…”
“Third Young Master! Watch your mouth!” Fan Xiao interrupted him sharply, silencing the “straight man” comment that followed.
He stood up, picked up Bai Sanmiao’s phone from the table, walked to his side, and looked down at him. “Third Young Master, your phone keeps flashing. Answer it first, calm down, and then we can talk.”
Bai Sanmiao’s eyes flashed with anger, and he showed no weakness in the face of Fan Xiao’s oppressive aura: “Fan Xiao, how the hell are we going to talk about this? You give me some analysis!”
Fan Xiao shoved the phone, which was flashing Shi Lihua’s name, into Bai Sanmiao’s hand, leaned over with one hand on the back of the sofa, and stared intently at the man who was bristling with anger.
“My analysis is that, to be honest, it’s good for everyone.” He had his back to You Shulang, and was very close to Bai Sanmiao. His pupils flickered, and he gave a look as if he were looking at his phone.
Bai glanced at the flickering screen for three seconds, but in his anger, he had no intention of answering the phone.
Fan Xiao smiled helplessly, opened and closed his lips, and silently said a few words in front of him. As expected, he saw a pair of eyes that instantly brightened.
Stepping away, Fan Xiao’s expression returned to its coldness: “Third Young Master, everyone is short on time. Don’t you really want to explain?”
Bai Sanmiao said impatiently, “Damn it, let me take this call.”
He answered the phone, held it tightly to his ear, his face expressionless, hummed a few times, and then hung up.
He threw his phone on the table again, crossed his legs casually, and acted all high and mighty again.
“Fine, I admit it. I did it. Name your compensation, but what you just mentioned won’t do.”
“Why did you do that?” You Shulang’s voice was laced with resentment.
“I was on that stuff, feeling really agitated, and there was no one around. I saw you were alright-looking, so… well, you know.”
“You carry ether with you?” You Shulang pressed aggressively.
“Tsk,” Bai Sanmiao curled his lip, “Personal preference, is that not allowed?”
He swung his legs: “Tell me, how much do you want?”
You Shulang rested his elbows on his knees, his fingers clenched tightly, exuding a deep and indifferent aura. He slowly raised his eyes, his gaze dark and intense, churning with a chilling undercurrent.
“I don’t want money,” he said, emphasizing each word. After taking off his jacket, he began to unbutton his shirt cuffs.
Bai Sanmiao’s swaying leg suddenly stopped, his buttocks shifted back, and his eyes revealed unease and horror. He swallowed hard, glanced at Fan Xiao, and forced a smile, saying, “What you just said won’t do!”
You Shulang let out a soft chuckle through his nose, revealing undisguised disdain: “Don’t worry, I can’t bring myself to do it.”
With his shirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms, he said, “10 minutes. I’ll only beat you up for 10 minutes.”
“Wh…what?! You’re going to hit me?” Bai Sanmiao pointed his finger at his nose, his face filled with disbelief.
Before You Shulang could make a move, Fan Xiao gently blocked him. The nonchalant man tossed a cigarette into his mouth and said in a muffled but irresistible tone, “You rest, I’ll take care of it.”
He stood up, took off his wool coat, and smiled gently at You Shulang: “Ten minutes, you time me.”
After saying that, he pulled Bai Sanmiao, who was still in a daze, into the private bathroom of the luxury room.
Bang! The door slammed shut, and a series of eerie wails echoed from inside.
As You Shulang gazed at the door, his eyes softened and became gentler, slowly incorporating a beam of light.
