The Lion Hunts the Rabbit with All Its Might

Raising his head, Chen Guanglie swept his gaze over the people before him in the dim light of the private room.

There were four men. One was a tall, powerfully built brute whose shoulders were almost as broad as a head, while another was a short, sneaky-looking man with a sallow face, whose eyes kept sizing up the women's legs.

One of them was especially strange. His body was wrapped in bandages, and several layers covered his face as well, leaving only his eyes, nose, and mouth exposed. He looked just like a mummy.

The woman, however, made Chen Guanglie look at her a few more times.

She was exceptionally alluring, dressed in bright red. Her figure was full and curvaceous, and her neckline hung open, revealing a stretch of dazzling white that made it hard for Chen Guanglie to look away.

Her complexion was almost pale, giving her a sickly appearance, yet she had painted her lips red. She reminded Chen Guanglie of a phrase: beauty and white bones.

At that moment, the tall, brown-bear-like brute folded his arms and chuckled. "Mister Chen, what a fine mood. You brought two women along even for a business discussion."

Chen Guanglie gave a dry laugh. "If you like them, Mister Violent Bear, I'll give them to you."

He pushed the two women beside him forward, and they smilingly came over and sat down next to the man nicknamed Violent Bear.

Violent Bear did not stand on ceremony. With one arm around each of the two young women, he said, "Then I'll thank you, Mister Chen."

"You're welcome."

At that moment, the corner of Chen Guanglie's mouth twitched, but a sharp pain shot through the place where his finger had been severed. The finger had already been reattached, but it was still