Chapter 16 An Yan, Don’t Move
Fu Shiyan clenched his wrist and snapped it backward, kicking at his knee.
With a bang, the latter knelt on one knee on the ground.
The squeals like those of a slaughtered pig washed over the bar space, drowned out by the ear-splitting music, while people on the dance floor continued to raise their hands, releasing their emotions.
Perhaps the pain sobered Li Rongwei a bit. He looked up at the man's grim and stern face, his pupils suddenly tightening, "President Fu, I, I was wrong. Take the girl away, please take her!"
Fu Shiyan let go of his hand, took out a white handkerchief, wiped it, and threw it on his face, "Don't let me hear about you bothering An Yan again, or the Li Family will roll out of Jiangcheng!"
He turned around to see Han Yang supporting the frail An Yan, and asked with a furrowed brow, "What's wrong?"
Han Yang looked at the man's stern face and said softly, "Miss An Yan seems to have ingested something dirty."
Fu Shiyan abruptly turned his gaze back to Li Rongwei, who had just been helped up, and delivered a roundhouse kick to his face. Li Rongwei was sent flying, and those supporting him were also implicated, all falling to the ground.
Li Rongwei spat out blood, which was mixed with several teeth, his speech now whistling, "It's not me, it has nothing to do with me!"
Fu Shiyan turned back to An Yan, picked her up horizontally, and said to Han Yang, "Don't let any of these people get away!"
Han Yang nodded in agreement and quickly handed over the car keys.