Fiery Cloud Evil God

Chapter 21: Fiery Cloud Evil God

Listening to the dashing "heroine" before him speak such vulgar words, Zhao Rui felt a sense of temporal displacement.

This unique enjoyment, hmm, truly wonderful!

Who doesn't have the spirit of galloping across the jianghu?

Who doesn't yearn for the tender affection of a heroine?

"Miss, forgive my presumption, but what kind of services do you offer?"

With his past life memories integrated, Zhao Rui's thick skin was a given. Since he was out to play, there was no need for modesty.

The "heroine" was clearly taken aback by his words. She hadn't expected a young man who looked like a student to be so direct.

Without any shyness or discomfort, a flicker of disgust flashed in her eyes.

It wasn't that what Zhao Rui said was particularly offensive. Many people came up and asked directly how much it would cost to sleep with her.

It was just that, upon first seeing Zhao Rui and Yang Fan, she knew they were naive newcomers to this kind of establishment, still carrying the immaturity of students.

She had a younger brother, around their age.

Subconsciously, she felt a bit of goodwill towards them.

"Please don't be offended, honored guest. All the beauties here are exceptionally graceful and heavenly. I, a mere attendant, am nowhere near their caliber. You will meet better ones shortly."

The heroine replied with a smile.

Hearing her response, Zhao Rui smiled faintly and didn't say anything further.

As for what the woman said, he'd just take it with a grain of salt.

He was just asking out of curiosity, to gauge the situation and understand how things worked here.

In some places, attendants offered services, while in others, they were just attendants.

There was nothing to dwell on; as long as he got his answer, that was enough.

"Esteemed guests, this is our historical costume area. We can arrange a custom historical drama experience for you inside, where you can role-play any character you desire."

Role-playing?

They sure knew how to have fun!

"This is the combat zone, where you can place bets... This is the foot bath and leisure area..."

"If you become a distinguished VIP member, the second floor will offer you even more refined services and a more wonderful experience."

After a tour of the first floor, the heroine stopped at a wide staircase.

Zhao Rui and Yang Fan followed her gaze up the steps. On both sides of the staircase, every five steps, stood a maiden, each with a stunning appearance and a graceful figure.

They all smiled down at the customers. As soon as a customer stepped onto the stairs, a young maiden would move forward to escort them upstairs.

"We'll just browse the first floor. Thank you."

Zhao Rui expressed his thanks, and then the two followed a maiden to the front desk to get a low-level identity tag for consumption.

This tag only allowed them to play on the first floor; they couldn't go upstairs.

As for whether there were floors above the second, that remained unknown.

Judging by the height of this floor alone, it was likely more than three stories.

"Let's just get a foot massage!"

Zhao Rui glanced at Yang Fan, who was eagerly looking towards the bathing area, and decisively stopped him.

It wasn't that he was against sensuality. After a Martial Artist achieved the Lesser Heavenly Cycle Realm, passing through the three gates, opening the nine apertures, ascending to the Mud Pill Palace, and descending the Heavy Tower, they no longer needed to abstain from sex.

As long as it wasn't excessive indulgence.

He stopped Yang Fan because he was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself.

He hadn't expected this place to be so intense. Even he, who had seen the world in his past life and received extensive training from the "teachers" of the island nation, felt a momentary daze.

Not to mention Yang Fan, who was still a virgin.

"Brother Rui! I..."

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, but Zhao Rui stopped him. He could only obediently follow Zhao Rui's lead and said to the heroine attendant, "Arrange two pretty technicians for us!"

"Certainly, honored guests, please wait a moment!"

After speaking, the heroine bowed and left for a secluded private room that had already been prepared in a corner of the first floor.

The foot massage here was completely legitimate, purely aimed at satisfying the guests' needs for relaxation and recuperation.

"Brother Rui, be more generous, we're out to have fun!"

"Have fun with what? How old are you?"

Zhao Rui shot him a look. When there were no outsiders, Yang Fan was arrogant and fearless, but in an unfamiliar place, he immediately became like a little quail, shrinking his neck.

"Hehe!"

Seeing that Zhao Rui really wasn't interested in that, Yang Fan felt a slight regret but didn't insist further.

Just as the two of them took off their shoes and lay back on the massage chairs, waiting for the technicians to arrive, a thunderous roar suddenly came from afar with a "bang."

Yang Fan shivered in fright.

Zhao Rui quickly dodged and, barefoot, pushed open the door, looking towards the source of the sound.

He saw that the inner door they had just passed through had a large hole in it, with shattered fragments flying out, injuring many customers and staff at the entrance.

The ground was a scene of miserable cries.

"What's going on?"

Many customers from other rooms also came out to check with him. They exchanged glances, their eyes filled with surprise and confusion.

"Who dares to cause trouble in my Carefree Pavilion?"

Just as Zhao Rui was stunned, a figure from the second floor soared up from the stairs and shot over at incredible speed.

"Causing trouble is an exaggeration, I just don't like this door. Who are you from the Carefree Pavilion? Were you the one I beat last time?"

A deep voice came slowly from outside the broken door. In an instant, a bald man in shorts and a tank top swaggered in.

"Fiery Cloud Evil God?"

Zhao Rui almost spat out a mouthful of blood. The newcomer looked exactly like the Fiery Cloud Evil God from Stephen Chow's movie Kung Fu.

His appearance was different, and he didn't have those few strands of hair on his head, but his aura and demeanor were extremely similar.

"This is too much!"

The people from the Carefree Pavilion were dressed in simple, elegant Tang suits. Their fair faces twitched slightly, and their eyes seemed ready to spew fire.

"I not only dislike the door, I dislike you too! Fight me, and I'll leave."

"Fiery Cloud Evil God" narrowed his eyes. As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped on the ground, and his body shot towards the man in the Tang suit like lightning and thunder.

"Afraid of you?"

The two immediately began fighting in the hall. Their figures were like lightning, and their bodies radiated energy, revealing them to be masters of externalizing True Qi.

Thick Internal Energy erupted with their punches and kicks, wrecking the surrounding gambling tables and chairs.

Even the concrete walls shattered like tofu under their blows, easily turning into rubble.

It was rare to see such masters, and here they were, seeing two at once.

For a moment, the entire hall was in chaos. Those around wished they had two more legs to run as far away as possible.

Just as the two were fighting, a group of staff members in tight-fitting uniforms rushed into the hall from outside. They quickly ran in, ushering guests away from the area to avoid the danger.

The entire scene was extremely chaotic.

Some clever and bold guests had already secretly slipped out through the damaged door while the two were talking.

However, most of them missed the best time to escape because the "Fiery Cloud Evil God" was blocking the entrance.

Now, they could only try to stay as far away from the fighting area as possible.

Zhao Rui and his group were already at the very edge, so they were not affected.

In just a moment, the customers from other areas filled the space next to Zhao Rui and the other foot massage customers who were watching the show.

"This son of a bitch is crazy. I ran into him last time I was here. I don't know what the Carefree Pavilion is doing. If this continues, I won't be coming to the Carefree Pavilion anymore."

A well-fed regular customer complained with some dissatisfaction.

"What happened? Tell us, brother!"

"I don't know the specific reason, but I heard that this old man has some mental issues and seems to be here specifically to cause trouble."

"And the people from the Carefree Pavilion aren't doing anything? They're not easy to deal with!"

"Doing anything? They'd have to be able to beat him first. I heard that the third boss of the Carefree Pavilion was beaten badly last time..."

As they were talking, an enraged curse came from the two fighting in the center of the hall.

"You son of a bitch, I'll kill you!"

Zhao Rui looked towards the center of the hall upon hearing the sound. He saw that the man in the Tang suit's clothes were already disheveled, and a clear shoe print was visible on his chest.

He had clearly been at a disadvantage in the fight, and no longer had the fierce aura he had when he first appeared.

"You're the son of a bitch, and your whole family is!"

"Fiery Cloud Evil God" sneered. As his body moved, he easily blocked the Tang suit man's attack.

"Your Mantis Skill is a bit lacking, this move was too slow!"

Fiery Cloud Evil God taunted while blocking, truly a heart-piercing attack.

"Second brother, retreat. You're no match for him!"

Just as the man in the Tang suit was struggling to maintain his power and his anger was rising, a metal flower branch suddenly shot out like a sharp sword, emitting a buzzing sound as it flew towards "Fiery Cloud Evil God's" chest.

"Fiery Cloud Evil God" narrowed his eyes, showing a rare serious expression. He quickly swiped his right hand in the air, precisely catching the flower branch.

"Finally, someone decent!"

"Fiery Cloud Evil God" looked sharply at the newcomer, his aura suddenly becoming as vast and deep as an abyss.

Gone was his previous flippant demeanor.

"I am Li Maosheng of the Kongtong Sect. Everyone can call me Big Brother Li. I'm not sure how I've offended such esteemed guests, but I offer my apologies first..."

The newcomer was also dressed in a Tang suit, but his temples were streaked with white hair, his cheeks were high, and the corners of his eyes drooped as if half-closed. As he spoke, he occasionally lifted his eyes, and they flashed like two beams of cold light.

"Kongtong? Bullshit Kongtong, never heard of it! I just don't like the look of you. Come and fight me. I wasn't satisfied last time. Come on, fight me!"

Hearing his words, the white-templed elder, Big Brother Li, immediately bristled, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Whatever conditions they offered you, we at Carefree Pavilion will offer double! We hope to befriend you."

Li Maosheng said calmly.

"I don't have friends. All my friends are dead. Do you want to die?"

"Fiery Cloud Evil God" chuckled, his yellow teeth particularly striking, with remnants of green leaves stuck between them.

"It seems you have no intention of talking things through?"

"Talk about what? Let's fight first."

"Fiery Cloud Evil God" said, then charged at Li Maosheng, the leader of Carefree Pavilion.

Li Maosheng gave his second-in-command a look, then retreated rapidly, leaping to the top of the second-floor stairs.

At the same time, two security guards who had been maintaining order and protecting customers suddenly pulled out two handguns from their clothes and fired two shots at "Fiery Cloud Evil God" who was in mid-air.

In a flash, "Fiery Cloud Evil God" shifted his body, like a kite turning, and incredibly dodged them at high speed.

"You treacherous villain, using hidden weapons!"

"Fiery Cloud Evil God" was clearly enraged. He unleashed a series of kicks, sending fragments of wood and cement debris flying towards the two guards.

The two guards seemed prepared. After firing, they quickly turned and melted back into the crowd.

Instead, the surrounding guests suffered collateral damage, with many injured by the flying debris.

Just as "Fiery Cloud Evil God" was directing his anger at the onlookers, several more gunmen emerged from the crowd, raising their guns and firing at him.