Feng Jie remained motionless, arms crossed, head held high, not turning back, saying nothing.
Xiao Si shook his head hard, holding back for a while, then looked up and shouted, “30%… 30%.” Xiao Si was as excited as if he had gained 30% shares.
Feng Jie still stood alone in front, unmoving. The strong wind from the street blew against her thick sleeve, making her figure look bulky, but Feng Jie stood firm.
“50%” Xiao Si ground out the number that could almost make him collapse.
From then on, Feng Jie gained full control here, with her ladies settled in the bar, including Mei Yu. Others were happy and pleased, but Mei Yu was unwilling. Feng Jie had no way to deal with her, so to maintain her long-term interests, she slowly infiltrated Mei Yu’s thoughts and arranged her to perform backstage.
This was another bleak night, with the bar’s lights flashing, continuing their program.
In the center of the bar’s stage, the handsome host held a microphone, shouting passionately to the audience, “Next is our most exciting performance tonight.”
Please welcome our head performer Xiao Yu’s runway show.” As soon as the words fell, all the bright bar lights suddenly went out, and the room was pitch black.
After a brief commotion, the bar lights suddenly lit up, with passionate red flashing lights moving back and forth on the runway. All the audience turned to look at the runway.
About five minutes passed, and the lights stopped, radiating a large red light circle at the end of the runway. Everyone knew that this was where Xiao Yu would appear. The audience stood up, eager to see this beauty that was impossible to pursue.
Sure enough, the large purple backstage curtain opened, splitting in the middle. Xiao Yu walked out from backstage, wearing a fiery red dress that hugged her body.
In an instant, the entire bar entered the climax of the night. Lights and fireworks were set off on both sides of the runway, and everyone cheered as if welcoming their princess.
Xiao Yu walked the standard, beautiful model walk on the runway, captivating the audience with her stunning beauty.
Xiao Yu had always dressed simply, but tonight the bar had transformed her into a perfect modern woman, causing everyone’s heart to flutter.
Xiao Yu’s brilliant fifteen-minute runway walk was soon coming to an end. On the last half of her return route to backstage, people from the bar’s dance floor and hall had already gathered below the stage, almost everyone loudly calling Xiao Yu’s name, hoping she would continue performing and give them a full show.
There were many girls in the bar, including excellent and beautiful women, high-level white-collar workers, and fashionable women, but none showed jealousy or anger in their eyes. Tonight, Xiao Yu was like a celestial being, a dream-like hope. They could only respect and look up to her.
“Xiao Yu, one more, one more.” “Xiao Yu, do it again, walk again.” “Xiao Yu… Xiao Yu”
The people below the runway continued to wildly call out, fueled by alcohol.
Although the bar’s business was always good, it had never seen a scene like today.
Everyone seemed to be complaining that happiness arrived too late and left too quickly.
Feng Jie, watching the incredibly hot scene backstage, quickly called someone to find Xiao Yu and change the performance arrangement, letting her walk five more rounds and canceling the subsequent program. This was breaking the rules. While it would satisfy the audience, it would be a huge blow to the subsequent performers and the entire performance team.
At this moment, Feng Jie felt it was worth it. Because Xiao Yu was just too lovable.
However, many things are always beyond our expectations. After hearing the order, Xiao Yu hesitated for a moment, then put on a smile again and, with a graceful turn, returned to everyone’s sight to continue walking.
She had already been caught by Nan Ba’s people. They surrounded Xiao Yu from all sides, with the bar’s doors, exits, and rooms completely sealed off by Nan Ba’s men.
No one at the scene dared to move, not even breathing.
The group of small-time thugs who had been boisterous and provocative just moments ago were now completely subdued, huddled in the corners like mice seeing a cat, motionless.
Xiao Yu was forcefully dragged down from the catwalk by Nan Ba’s men, with several rough hands gripping her delicate arms, pulling her towards Nan Ba. No matter how much Xiao Yu struggled and shouted, she couldn’t escape. Those who had just been admiring and idolizing her now retreated far away.
The entire bar fell silent. The sound system was destroyed by Nan Ba’s subordinates, the security guards outside were all knocked down. The remaining patrons were scattered in small groups, not a single one daring to challenge Nan Ba, all pressed against the walls, too afraid to speak.
Xiao Yu’s voice and struggles echoed in this crowded yet helpless place. She didn’t want to go on stage; she was afraid, terrified of situations like this. For the pure-hearted Xiao Yu, this was a nightmare.
Since Feng Jie had already compromised this much, what else could she say? She would just work hard, at least earning enough to support herself and her mother and continue searching for a doctor to treat her mother. But now, Feng Jie, Xiao Si, her sisters – no one, absolutely no one, had come out from backstage, watching helplessly as Xiao Yu was taken away.
Nan Ba’s men dragged Xiao Yu step by step towards Nan Ba, towards her nightmare. Xiao Yu screamed frantically, but ultimately, no one came to save her.
At this moment, her tears were like a raging spring, pouring mercilessly onto this filthy sky. Her throat was hoarse from screaming, her shoes twisted, her clothes torn, yet she never stopped struggling.
Just as Nan Ba was about to triumphantly embrace Xiao Yu and take her away, a hand suddenly appeared, grabbing Nan Ba’s bejeweled claw.
A fierce voice shouted, “Stop!”
Instantly, everyone’s eyes turned, looking at the person who had suddenly appeared to rescue Xiao Yu.
This person was Prince Harry of the British Royal Family. Just as he was enjoying the show, these thugs burst in, making Prince Harry extremely angry. No one had ever disrupted his good mood before. Moreover, under Nan Ba’s direction, these reckless hooligans were attempting to take Xiao Yu away.
This made Prince Harry utterly intolerable.
He stood up, put down his drink, and walked towards them.
Prince Harry pulled Xiao Yu behind him, and before the men grabbing her could react, he made his move, displaying Chinese martial arts.
He delivered a side elbow strike to the nearest thug’s jaw. The man collapsed to the ground, twitching and immediately unconscious, his jaw deformed by the strike.
The thug next to the fallen one reacted quickly, seemingly about to kick Prince Harry in the chest. If he were kicked in the chest, he would find it difficult to get up.
Prince Harry’s reaction was even faster. He stepped on the man’s foot, pinning it to the ground, then twisted his body, driving his knee into the man’s lower abdomen, causing such pain that the would-be kicker instantly backed off.
The remaining fat man was even easier to handle. After the knee strike, Prince Harry swung his fist, hitting the fat man’s nose bridge. The man was pushed back, finally collapsing onto a nearby coffee table, unable to get up.
Prince Harry pulled Xiao Yu behind him, protecting her with his strong body. When he turned back after securing her, he found dozens of people pointing guns at his chest.
Nan Ba sneered, walking down from his seat and standing in front of Prince Harry, saying, “Young man, think you can mess with my territory?”
“Although modern criminal organizations often know high-society figures like royal nobles, Nan Ba had never had the opportunity to actually meet Prince Harry, at most only hearing about him second-hand.
