The Romantic Soldier King

The host looked down from above and saw that Ye Cheng was bidding again with a single glance. He really wanted to kiss Ye Cheng a few times. If Ye Cheng hadn't raised the price to two million, the price wouldn't have soared to such a sky-high level, close to four million already. He politely pointed to Ye Cheng, and said excitedly: "This sir here bids three million and eight hundred thousand, are there any higher bids?"    

    

Everyone's attention turned to Ye Cheng as well. It was him again, who was determined to beat Ye Cheng in terms of the nouveau riche.    

    

At this time, everyone was looking at Ye Cheng with burning expectations in their eyes, except the upstart man. He looked at Ye Cheng with disdain and shouted confidently: "Four million!"    

    

"Four million six hundred thousand!" Ye Cheng did not plan to give out any money and shouted casually.    

    

After a moment of hesitation, the nouveau riche shouted, "Five million!" Was it worth it to spend five million to buy a woman?    

    

Without waiting for him to understand, Ye Cheng shouted lightly: "Five million six hundred thousand!"    

    

The nouveau riche's face darkened. This guy is even more ruthless than I am. To suddenly increase the price by a million, does your family's money come from the strong winds?    

    

Seeing Ye Cheng arguing with the upstart, the depression in Li Xiaoming's heart disappeared, and he could not help but laugh. With a stupid hat competing with Ye Cheng for wealth, it would save me the time to stick my head out, and be at ease watching a good show!    

    

The nouveau riche considered for a moment before gritting his teeth and saying, "Five million seven hundred thousand!"    

    

Ye Cheng immediately raised the bid, "Six million!"    

    

"You're really mean it, you don't even know whether six million to buy a woman or not!" The nouveau riche looked at Ye Cheng with hatred, feeling that he had lost face, he sat down on the seat angrily.    

    

The host was beaming with joy as he calculated how much of a commission he would get. He did not forget to say, "Sir, you made a bid of 6 million, is there any higher bid?" If not, this gentleman will have to take the beauty home. "    

    

No one bid again after a long time. The host said loudly, "Congratulations to this mister for bringing the beauty home. At the same time, six million gold has broken the record of the highest bid in the history of Named Nightclub. Everyone claps their hands, congratulates this mister, and also congratulates on the birth of the new record! "    

    

After saying that, the host took the lead to give a round of applause.    

    

An Ningxuan tugged at the corner of Ye Cheng's clothes, and asked softly: Hey, do you have that much money?    

    

Ye Cheng clapped his hands, and as if there was nothing wrong, he smiled and replied: "No!"    

    

"Stupid! How dare you shout out six million without money? Let's see how you're going to deal with this!"    

    

"It was you who said you wanted me to help the little beauty. Now that I've done it, you can't be thinking of just standing by and watching, right?"    

    

Just as everyone was clapping, four security guards wearing black suits quietly surrounded them, standing on Ye Cheng's left and right sides. A security guard politely made a gesture to invite them in and said, "Sir, please follow us backstage to pay the bill!"    

    

Although they came to invite Ye Cheng out on the surface, they were actually afraid that someone would cause trouble.    

    

"Alright, please lead the way."    

    

The four security guards surrounded Ye Cheng and sent him to the backstage finance room. They then guarded the entrance and temporarily did not allow anyone to enter.    

    

The host was already waiting with the little beauty. Upon seeing Ye Cheng, he said with a face full of smiles: "Congratulations again Sir, might I know if you're swiping the card for 6 million?"    

    

Ye Cheng asked: What card? I have no money! "    

    

"No money?" The host's smile suddenly stopped. "Are you joking with me again?"    

    

Ye Cheng said seriously: "Do I look like I'm joking? Even though I do not have money, I still want to bring this little beauty away. "    

    

The host's expression immediately darkened, and said coldly without any trace of politeness: "If you want to cause trouble, why didn't you ask around and find out where this place is and even bring Xiao Tong away, it's not certain that you'll be able to leave safely!" He turned his head towards the door and shouted, "Security, this fellow is deliberately causing trouble. Beat him half to death."    

    

Just as he finished speaking, Ye Cheng kicked the host away, and then grabbed onto the little beauty's wrist: "Little girl, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you, follow me closely."    

    

Hearing the shout, the four security guards immediately rushed in. Before the security guards who rushed in first could see what was going on clearly, they felt a sharp pain in their chest and their bodies were sent flying. They bumped into the security guards behind them and then fell to the ground.    

    

The other two security guards saw that the situation was not good, and quickly pulled out their electric batons. Before they could swing them, they were also kicked to the ground by Ye Cheng.    

    

"Follow me closely!" Ye Cheng grabbed the dumbstruck Xiao Tong and rushed out of the treasury.    

    

A security guard who was enduring the pain shouted into his walkie-talkie, "Someone is causing trouble. They just left the financial room. Hurry up and stop them."    

    

"Whoever dares to cause trouble in my Named Nightclub will be crippled." A man's calm voice came through the walkie-talkie.    

    

The people on the walkie-talkie all replied, "Yes, Brother Xiong! "Got it, Brother Xiong!"    

    

As Lei Baihu's right-hand man, Yue Fengxiong no longer needed to come and see what was going on. However, since he had nothing to do tonight, he decided to pay Named Nightclub a visit. After giving out instructions, he stretched his limbs and left the office.    

    

Ye Cheng dragged Xiao Tong slowly as he walked. Along the way, the guards that he met were either knocked down by him or sent flying with a kick.    

    

The security who had heard the news immediately moved into action. More than ten people surrounded the exit of the main entrance. Many security guards from the second and third floor also rushed down.    

    

When Ye Cheng arrived at the exit of the corridor that led to the first floor's hall, it was already blocked in front of him.    

    

"Kid, you must be tired of living for making trouble in our nightclub!" A tall and slender Chief Security Officer stared coldly at Ye Cheng, he waved his hand: "Go, Brother Xiong ordered us to cripple him."    

    

"Cripple him, cripple him!" It had been a long time since someone had caused any trouble in the nightclub. The security guards wanted to show off, so they clamored and rushed in first.    

    

"Xiao Tong, wait a moment." Ye Cheng released Xiao Tong's arm and rushed forward like a fierce leopard. He waved the electric baton in all directions, a faint blue flame arc flashed as he waved it towards the security guards.    

    

"Aiyo, ah ?" Miserable screams sounded one after another, and the fastest guard also fell the fastest. It wasn't long before the security guards fell to the ground one by one. Some of them even started twitching, while the smell of burnt flesh pervaded the air.    

    

"You brat, don't even think about leaving the nightclub!" Chief Security Officer shouted loudly, turned and ran. Five to six guards were knocked down, he did not think that he could stop Ye Cheng with just his own strength.    

    

"Lie down!" Ye Cheng swung his electric baton and flew out, hitting the back of Chief Security Officer's head with a loud 'bang'.    

    

Chief Security Officer only felt his head buzzing, his vision turning black, his steps unbalanced and he fell to the ground.    

    

"Let's go!" Ye Cheng retreated back and pulled the dumbstruck Xiao Tong towards the hall.    

    

At this moment, the hall was brightly lit and as bright as day. The surroundings were filled with the aggressive security guards. A middle-aged man with bright eyes sat beside a table that was surrounded by a group of people.    

    

Ye Cheng laughed, "It's too grand to be welcoming me in such a big battle formation. Thank you for your kind intentions everyone, but since you've all left, go and do what you need to! "    

    

Xiao Tong nervously grabbed Ye Cheng's hand, and hid behind him.    

    

The group of security guards coldly looked at Ye Cheng, as though they were looking at a dead man, but since Yue Fengxiong did not say anything, no one dared to step forward.    

    

Yue Fengxiong's eyes shot out two sharp cold glare s, and stared at Ye Cheng for a few seconds. Ye Cheng, you have guts, you actually dared to come here to cause trouble, the ignorant have no purpose. "    

    

"I have always been very bold, and I have always held a grudge." Ye Cheng's eyes were like two sharp swords, staring straight at Yue Fengxiong without any hesitation.    

    

"Isn't this the guy that offered six million to buy the girl for her first night!?"    

    

"He really is audacious! The entire world is bidding and he's still thinking of taking the girl away with him!"    

    

"No wonder he dared to offer such a sky-high price of six million, he doesn't intend to pay!"    

    

The guests were pointing and discussing.    

    

Amongst the crowd, An Ningxuan frequently looked at Ye Cheng with questioning eyes, but unfortunately, Ye Cheng did not pay attention to her, and could only wait and see.    

    

In the end, it was Yue Fengxiong who withdrew his gaze first. He had heard of the things regarding Ye Cheng, especially the matter of him crippling Xiong Pengkun a few days ago.    

    

Xiong Pengkun was a prized disciple of Lei Ming, and was ranked in the top three even among the young generation of Eastsea City. Even Yue Fengxiong was not comparable to him. Since Xiong Pengkun had crippled Xiong Pengkun, Yue Fengxiong knew in his heart that he was most likely not Ye Cheng's match.    

    

However, the Named Nightclub was Yue Fengxiong's home ground, and there were more than a hundred security guards in the entire place. No matter how strong you are, Ye Cheng, you could deal with so many people.    

    

Yue Fengxiong didn't have any intentions to attack, he just sat there motionlessly, and instructed: "All of you come at me together, whoever can cripple Ye Cheng, will be promoted to captain immediately and be rewarded with a hundred thousand gold coins."    

    

Hearing Yue Fengxiong's order and hearing the huge reward, a group of security guards rushed forward and surrounded them.    

    

"Xiao Tong, wait a little longer." Ye Cheng took the initiative, since he was determined to cause trouble, he might as well do as he pleased, letting Black Tiger Gang know the consequences of putting on an act.    

    

Two security guards rushed over, raised their electric batons and smashed down from the left and right. Ye Cheng bellowed, he nimbly dodged the electric batons and in the blink of an eye, was in front of the two. His right fist landed heavily on one person's face, and his left leg kicked into the other person's lower abdomen. The two security guards fell to the ground. The electric baton dropped from their hands.    

    

Some of them fell, while the others quickly followed suit. Ye Cheng pounced into the crowd like a fierce tiger, circulating his inner force to protect his vital parts, punching and kicking at each other, engaging in battle with the group of security guards. He weaved through the crowd like a butterfly, moving quickly. From time to time, someone would either fall to the ground while howling in pain or fly out from the crowd and smash onto the table and chairs.    

    

The scene was a mess. There were shadows moving all over the place. Some of the security guards couldn't find their target of attack, so they lay on the ground.    

    

In the crowd, physical combat was Ye Cheng's strong point, he was surrounded by enemies, so he did not have any considerations. Wherever the fists, flying feet, iron elbows, and knees passed, people kept falling. In addition, his moves were vicious, and he could specifically strike a vital point of an enemy. After being struck by Ye Cheng once, none of them were able to stand up and participate in the battle.    

    

At this moment, he was like a vicious beast in human form, charging into a flock of sheep.