Chapter 262: Strong Liquor

the collar torn open as if he wanted everyone to see his tattoos.Behind him followed twenty or so young men, each with colorful hair and carrying short knives and steel pipes. They didn't look like go...An Yimo didn't say a word, and directly grabbed a glass of whiskey, gulping it down in one go.

The liquor went down her throat, causing her to cough violently.

But she had no intention of stopping, reaching out to grab the glass of liquor in front of Ye Bufan. It seemed that strong alcohol was the only thing that could ease a wounded heart.

Ye Bufan said, "This wine is not drunk like this."

An Yimo looked at him and said, "Don't worry about me today."

When speaking, there was no emotion in their voice, as if they had lost faith in everything.

Ye Bufan understood her feelings and could only sigh, letting go of her hand.

An Yimo drained the cup in one gulp and then patted the bar, calling to the bartender, "Another one for me!"

After two shots of liquor, her throat felt like it was being cut in half, and she unconsciously pulled her collar open a bit.

An Yimo was originally a rare beauty, and at this moment, her cheeks were flushed red, with a hint of charm in her intoxication. Under the stimulation of alcohol, she looked even more alluring.

Most of the males who come to the bar are not there for the drinks. Most of them are there to pick up women.

In a booth not far away, a young man in his thirties was sitting there, with two women on either side of him. Seven or eight bodyguards stood beside him.

He was originally busy with the two alluring women in his arms, but suddenly he saw An Yimo at the bar.

He instantly froze, his expression blank, saliva almost dripping from his mouth. This woman was simply too beautiful; in comparison, the two in his arms couldn't even be considered on the same level.

The bodyguard chief stood beside him, seeing his master's expression he understood what was going on. He came over and said, "Young Master, did you take a liking to that woman"

The young man pulled out a thick wad of cash and shoved it into the hands of the two women in his arms. "Get lost, both of you, and don't bother me anymore!"

Although the two women were somewhat unwilling, they still took the money and left.

The young man said to the bodyguard chief, "Figure out a way to get that woman here, I have to sleep with her tonight!"

"Rest assured, young master, I'll take care of it."

The bodyguard leader finished speaking and left the booth with two others.

At the bar, Ye Bufan was thinking about how to persuade An Yimo to drink less. At this moment, a security guard ran over, “Sir, is there a Range Rover outside that belongs to you”

He nodded and said, "Yes, it's my car."

The security guard said, "Sir, your car was just hit. You should take a look."

"This…" Ye Bufan hesitated a little. He wanted to go and take a look, but he wasn't comfortable leaving An Yimo alone here.

An Yimo said, "Go ahead, I'm fine on my own."

"Alright, stay here and don't move. I'll be right back."

Ye Bufan finished speaking and walked out of the bar with the security guard.

No sooner had they left than the head bodyguard approached An Yimò, holding up his wine glass and saying, "Pretty little sister, are we acquainted I feel like I've seen you somewhere before"

An Yimo turned her head back, slurring, "Get lost, I don't want to see you."

Although she was already a little tipsy, she knew this man was trying to hit on her.

The bodyguard leader smiled faintly, "May I buy you a drink"

"No interest. I told you, just get out!"

An Yimo was in a bad mood, so naturally her tone wasn't very polite.

"Well then, cheers!"

The bodyguard leader turned and left, while during their conversation, another person beside them had poured the liquid from a small bottle into An Yimo's wine glass.

Every bartender in the place saw it clearly, but this kind of thing happened too often at bars. The most important thing was that you couldn't afford to mess with him.

So he completely ignored it, as if he hadn't seen anything.

An Yimo turned her head back and grabbed the wine glass, draining it in one gulp.

After drinking this cup of wine, I suddenly felt dizzy and lightheaded, with weak limbs and a burning sensation all over my body. A strange urge to rip off all my clothes welled up inside me.

At that moment, two bodyguards in black suits walked over, one on each side, lifting her arms and taking her out of the bar.

An Yimo wanted to resist, but her whole body was powerless.

"What are you doing Let me go!"

She screamed with all her might, but her limbs were weak and she couldn't make much noise. Soon her cries were swallowed up by the din of the bar and went unnoticed by anyone.

Ye Bufan followed the security guard to the parking lot and found a deep pit had been smashed into the back of his car.

He looked around, but didn't see the hit-and-run vehicle. He asked, "Where is everyone"

The security guard said, "He ran away. It was a black sedan that hit you and drove off without a license plate. That's why I came to tell you."

Why don't you take out insurance I can testify for you and help you retrieve the parking lot surveillance footage.

Ye Bufan's car was brought back from Wufeng County, but due to being too busy, it hasn't been registered or insured yet.

But he didn't care, he would just use his own money to fix the car anyway, it wasn't like he had much.

"Well, let him run. I'll fix the car myself."

Having said that, he walked into the bar. Compared to that, he cared more about An Yimò's safety.

Seeing him rush back so anxiously, the security guard stopped him and said, "Sir, why don't you wait a moment When our manager arrives, you can tell him. Otherwise, I'll be held responsible."

Ye Bufan said, "Fine, let him come find me. I don't have time to wait here."

"Sir, please wait a moment, our manager will be with you shortly."

The security guard stepped in front of him, pulling a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and offering it. "Have a cigarette first!"

Ye Bufan realized something was wrong. This security guard was clearly stalling for time.

"Get out of here!"

He shoved the security guard aside and rushed back to the bar, only to find it deserted. All that remained at the counter was An Yimò's recently used glass.

He asked the bartender, "Where's that man who was just here"

The waiter said, "I don't know, maybe they went to the restroom"

Realizing that something was truly wrong, Ye Bufan ignored the waiter and closed his eyes to feel it.

The consciousness imprint left on An Yimo was still there, and it quickly found her location. She had already left the bar and was moving at an incredibly fast pace.

Ye Bufan rushed out of the bar again, hurrying towards the parking lot. He bumped into the security guard who had just gotten up.

He kicked out with his leg, and the security guard immediately flew out like a cannonball, crashing into a nearby BMW with a bang.

Ye Bufan didn't have time to think, he started the Range Rover and chased after An Yimo's direction.

It was already midnight, there weren't many vehicles or pedestrians on the road. He pushed his Range Rover to its limits, charging forward like a launched arrow in the roar of the engine.was deeply moved. He never expected that his barbarian ancestor from back then was such a passionate and romantic person.The woman in red gritted her teeth with hatred: "You are despicable! Shameless!...