Urban Banished Immortal-Chapter 186 - Ill Treat You to Late-Night Snacks_1

The organizers were very clever, flashing the logos of the sponsors at key moments, making the companies satisfied with their sponsorship.

“Exactly, my Xiao Jie is definitely the best.” Lao Zhiming laughed excitedly.

“Boss, the song Xiao Jie sang just now, ‘A Life with You’, was it sung for you?” asked the buzz-cut bodyguard.

Even though deep down Lao Zhiming was frustrated, not knowing who Xiao Jie was singing the song for, he couldn’t let his guard admit it.

“Of course, if not for me, who else would Xiao Jie sing for?” Lao Zhiming tilted his head back proudly, a look of arrogance on his face.

“Xiao Jie sang that song for you?” A threatening voice called from behind.

Lao Zhiming turned his head and found the men who drove the Cullinan yesterday, “It’s you——”

Enraged Mo Huasong didn’t allow Lao Zhiming to speak further. He rushed forward, and with a punch, he had Lao’s face swollen.

“Oh no, bodyguards, someone is hitting me.” Lao Zhiming cried, covering his face.

Why had these two bodyguards not seen the attack?

Only then did the buzz-cut bodyguards react. They charged angrily at Mo Huasong: “You dare to hit our boss? You’re asking to die!”

The bodyguards had only just gotten to Mo Huasong, and before they could react, he knocked them out with a punch.

“Just… just like that, they fainted?” Lao Zhiming looked at his normally boastful bodyguards sprawled on the floor, his face twisted in anger.

They were drawing a salary of a hundred thousand a month, at least, they should have put up a bit of a fight, right?

“Slap, slap, slap.” Mo Huasong continued to stand in front of Lao Zhiming, gripping Lao’s tie with his left hand while slapping his swollen face with his right.

“Damn, how can you have a ‘Life with You’ now?” The more Mo Huasong hit him, the angrier he got.

It was only then that Lao Zhiming understood why Mo Huasong was beating him. “Oh no, don’t hit me. I’m not the one Xiao Jie sang that song for.”

“Hmph, you admitted it a while ago, and now you’re denying it again, are you even a man? You’ve got no backbone.” Mo Huasong gave him two more slaps.

“It’s not that I don’t want to admit it, it really wasn’t for me.” Lao Zhiming made a face, and if he could, he would have knelt before Mo Huasong, begging for mercy.

But how could he kneel down? Mo Huasong was strangling him with his tie, almost choking him to death.

“Stop.” Xiao Jie’s anxious voice came from behind.

Xiao Jie was in the dressing room when she heard from her female bodyguard that Mo Huasong had arrived and was fighting Lao Zhiming outside.

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She hurriedly ran out, fearing that Mo Huasong would kill Lao Zhiming.

“What’s it? Xiao Jie.” Mo Huasong saw Xiao Jie approaching and looked at her coldly.

Xiao Jie was unaffected, but the two female bodyguards standing next to her felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar and were shivering.

Terrible, absolutely terrible, they felt that if Mo Huasong wanted to kill them, he could do it as easily as overturning the palm of his hand.

“You need to stop hitting Lao Zhiming. Huh? Where did Lao Zhiming go?” Xiao Jie didn’t recognize Lao Zhiming, whose face had swollen like a pig’s head.

“Xiao Jie, it’s me, Lao Zhiming.” Lao Zhiming whined, contorting his face.

Mom, bloody bad luck. Lao Zhiming wasn’t the person Xiao Jie sang for, why did he have to take the fall?

Mo Huasong glared fiercely at Xiao Jie: “What is it? If I hit him, does it hurt you?”

“Crack crack crack.” Mo Huasong’s tight fists made a terrifying sound.

“You, don’t harm Miss Xiao Jie.” The two female bodyguards stepped forward in fear to guard Xiao Jie.

The rage emanating from Mo Huasong made them tremble, fearing for their lives any moment.

But due to their duties, they had to step forward.

Xiao Jie pushed the two female bodyguards aside and bravely looked up at Mo Huasong: “What’s the matter? Are you jealous?”

“Me, jealous? What a joke of mammoth proportions.” Mo Huasong laughed rather guiltily.

“If you’re not, why did you hit Lao Zhiming?” Xiao Jie wanted to clarify why Lao Zhiming was beaten.

Mo Huasong glanced at Lao Zhiming: “It’s not his fault that he’s ugly, but it’s definitely his fault for scaring people.”

Damn, I was handsome, until your punches ruined my face. Lao Zhiming cursed inwardly.

“Pfft.” Glancing at Lao Zhiming again, Xiao Jie could not help but burst into laughter.

“That song was not sung for him.” Xiao Jie suddenly busted out with a statement.

“Oh, not for him, then he can go.” Mo Huasong let go of Lao Zhiming.

Seeing how things were, Lao Zhiming didn’t dare to stay, he hurriedly fled in disgrace.

Xiao Jie asked Mo Huasong, “Do you want to know who I sang the song for?”

“Want to——not want.” Mo Huasong nodded, then shook his head ferociously.

Xiao Jie smiled with a mysterious look, said: “Wait for me, I’ll treat you to a midnight snack.”

Then, Xiao Jie turned around and walked inside.

She had many ways to deal with such a domineering man.

Hmph, Mo Huasong, wait and see who is more powerful.

“Hey girl, this woman is good. She knows the master is arrogant, so she purposely said she would treat him, rather than let the master treat her. That’s how she got him.” Fire Spirit whispered to Sword Spirit.

“Black Ghost, if you don’t speak, no one will think you’re mute.” Sword Spirit scolded.

“Don’t call me Black Ghost.”

“Don’t call me girl.”

After a while, Xiao Jie walked out, dressed as she normally would, with a hat and mask, no one would be able to recognize her.

As they reached the entrance, Xiao Jie frowned, “Your car’s outside, and people will definitely notice it when we leave.”

Xiao Jie had entered the venue in a car from the back entrance.

“Easy, I’ll take you out. They won’t notice us.” Saying this, Mo Huasong took Xiao Jie’s hand and quickly ran towards the front.

At this moment, Xiao Jie felt light as Mo Huasong led her, she felt strange.

And Mo Huasong had employed a spell, as a result, others could not see Xiao Jie.

Soon, Mo Huasong brought Xiao Jie to his SUV.

Once inside the passenger seat, Xiao Jie comfortably leaned back into the leather seat, kicked off her shoes and sighed, “This is comfy, too tired.”