He Heng was awarded many honors during his university years.
For instance, he holds a black belt in Taekwondo, and concurrently serves as the president of the Taekwondo club.
He is also a popular figure in the Mathematics department, undoubtedly benefiting not only from his exceptional height and appearance but also from his thick, jet-black hair and impressive hairline, setting him apart among the crowd.
The esports heartthrob – a title he bestowed upon himself, though his fans didn’t quite buy it, so his official title remains the “King of Sharp Tongues.”
However, on this very day,
The clamor of the bustling traffic, in He Heng’s eyes, transformed into a reversed blur. The swift wind whistled past his ears as he rode a vintage bicycle, leaving all other non-motorized vehicles far behind.
Suddenly, He Heng felt that all his previous achievements were nothing compared to this moment.
Damn, how could he ride a bicycle so fast?
Perhaps he should have considered joining the cycling club initially; maybe he possesses some extraordinary talent.
But thinking about this, He Heng felt that he should express gratitude to his parents,
Thank them for giving him such long legs.
After overtaking more than a dozen taxis in a row, the traffic light at the intersection ahead blinked green for a moment, then turned red the next second. He Heng had no choice but to stop at the intersection.
In that moment of stopping, he balanced on one leg, reaching down to loosen his slightly tight suit. With a swift motion, he tossed it into the basket on his bicycle, then loosened his tie, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.
However, everything that was happening was seen by the old man beside him as a blatant declaration of war.
Back in the day, the old man had participated in various road cycling races, winning numerous awards, big and small. But today, this young lad had been competing with him, overtaking him on several bends, and now, right in front of him, he was taking off his clothes.
If this wasn’t a provocation, what else could it be?
So, the next second, He Heng suddenly saw the old man beside him turn his head, giving him a disdainful look. From his nostrils came a “tsk” sound, then he forcefully undid the buttons of his own shirt, exerting so much force it seemed like he was going to rip those buttons off.
The old man took off his shirt, revealing a classic-style undershirt.
“Let me tell you, don’t get too cocky just because you’re young,” the old man pointed at He Heng, leaving him with a parting phrase,
“The world is unpredictable; both you and I are dark horses.”
With that said, the traffic light turned green, and the old man rode off, leaving He Heng in a state of confusion.
Hu He rode for over twenty minutes and finally arrived at the back door of the X Bar. A security guard was standing there, bored and yawning.
At that moment, accompanied by a loud “clang!” sound, he saw a man in a shirt and trousers gasping for breath as he jumped down from a rusty old bicycle. The bicycle immediately collapsed with a clatter, looking like it was about to fall apart.
Immediately, the security guard saw the man rushing towards the back door of the bar. Seeing this, he quickly reached out to stop He Heng, eyeing him suspiciously along with the worn-out bicycle carrying a basket of chicken feathers and vegetables behind him.
“Wait a minute, are you here to spend money?”
The man had an outstanding physique, appearance, and pheromones, and his clothes were all high-end fabrics.
But who in their right mind rides a bicycle to a bar?
He Heng probably guessed that the other person looked down on his means of transportation, finding it too shabby.
He sneered disdainfully in his heart,
Really, how shallow!
“What’s the matter, never seen someone ride a bicycle to a bar?” He Heng walked towards the entrance, breathing heavily. “Don’t you get it? Money should be spent where it matters.”
With that, he pushed aside the dumbfounded security guard and barged in.
Inside X Bar,
Interweaving shades of dark purple light, people sat with bowed heads at wooden tables, swirling smoke rising from the gaps between their fingers. The floor was littered with cigarette butts and dirt.
This was the dirtiest underground trading place in City A.
In the darkest corner of the bar, enraged Li Dazhuang had forced Shi Shuang against a graffiti-covered cement wall. His face was flushed, veins pulsating.
“I’ll screw your mother!”
Immediately, Li Dazhuang turned, snatching a half-burnt cigarette from a subordinate’s hand, still emitting sparks. With his other hand, he mercilessly pulled on Shi Shuang’s hair, forcing him to lift his head.
Li Dazhuang was about to jab the cigarette butt into Shi Shuang’s eyes,
Staring at those beautiful yet rebellious eyes, he now just wanted to blind them, so that he could never show that expression again.
Shi Shuang struggled fiercely, but as an Omega, he was no match for Li Dazhuang. The man’s arms were thicker than his legs, making his struggles futile.
The cigarette butt gradually enlarged in front of him, and Shi Shuang’s long lashes trembled. With a sense of despair, he closed his eyes.
The next second, a loud “clang!” sound,
A dazzling beam of light suddenly penetrated the dim bar, illuminating the dark corner. The crowd paused for a moment, then turned their attention to the source of the light.
A person forcefully opened the long-unused back door, advancing against the light. The scent of lime, characteristic of an alpha from the A-tier, permeated the cramped space. It overwhelmed all the other alphas present, causing their heads to ache, and for a moment, they bent over in pain.
This naturally included Li Dazhuang. The impact of the pheromones made him subconsciously release Shi Shuang, and the cigarette dropped to the ground.
At the moment when he sensed the scent of lime pheromones, it was as if a strong electric current leaped across Shi Shuang’s glands, spreading through his body along his spine. His heartbeat became rapid, and his cheeks and the back of his neck started to flush.
Shi Shuang had never had such an intense reaction to anyone’s pheromones. His legs even felt a bit weak. He subconsciously turned his head to look in that direction,
Soon, he saw the tall figure of a person walking toward him. He Heng’s handsome profile gradually emerged in the light and shadow.
28 minutes and 35 seconds,
Covering a distance of 27 kilometers.
He Heng wiped away the sweat from his jaw with the back of his hand,
Couldn’t help but sigh in his heart at how impressive he was,
Just a bit of a lousy cyclist.
The intense exercise had soaked his black hair with sweat, the shirt collar open. The slightly damp fabric clung to his chest, outlining the gracefully curved muscles.
Under the gaze of the crowd, He Heng strode quickly towards where Shi Shuang was located.
The dim purple light cast its glow on him. Whether it was his appearance or the A-tier pheromones he possessed, he was too dazzling in this small bar. Everyone instinctively made way for him.
He moved through the crowd to stand in front of Shi Shuang. In the fleeting moment their eyes met, Shi Shuang tilted his head, and his pupils trembled.
Then, he was pulled into the man’s embrace.
He Heng held Shi Shuang close, then picked up a glass of clear water from a nearby round table and drank it all in one go.
After half an hour of “extreme exercise,” he was incredibly thirsty, feeling like he was about to smoke from the heat.
The next second, a pungent and bitter taste of alcohol spread in his mouth, rushing straight to his head.
Damn, what kind of “water” is this?
This is vodka.
And it’s pure.
“Cough! Cough! Cough!”
He Heng slammed the glass heavily back onto the table, coughing violently as he held Shi Shuang.
While coughing, he didn’t forget to show a fierce expression to the people at the round table.
Drinking straight vodka at six thirty, really impressive.
This directly stunned Li Dazhuang and his brothers on the side. Just a moment ago, when He Heng picked up that glass of vodka and drank it all at once, they even took several steps back, thinking that this A-tier guy was going to start with a shot of vodka to boost the mood. But the result?
Just this?
Meanwhile, Shi Shuang was embraced protectively by He Heng. Through the thin fabric, he could even feel the intense rise and fall of the other’s chest. He Heng’s reassuring alpha pheromones diffused, enveloping him and creating a barrier against the unpleasant odors in the bar.
The gang of thugs with ugly faces was also blocked by the tall figure of the man,
As if on a warm and safe island,
His face buried in He Heng’s shoulder, the tip of his nose lingering with a faint lime scent, slightly tangy yet exceptionally fresh, cleansing the air of impurities.
However, Shi Shuang furrowed his brows slightly. He didn’t recall ever smelling this pheromone before. “He Heng’s” pheromones should not be lime-scented.
The next moment, He Heng recovered from the stimulation of vodka. He stood up straight, subconsciously holding Shi Shuang’s hand and pulling him behind. Then, he walked up to the group of people, reaching out to grab Li Dazhuang’s collar and slamming him against the wall.
Capture the leader first,
If he wanted to deal with someone, he should start with the strongest in the group.
“Do you know who he is?” He Heng looked down at the man with an imposing demeanor, a cold chill in his low voice. “The current CEO of Tien Sheng Group, a top-tier Alpha in the top ten of City A’s wealth rankings,”
“He Heng’s Omega.”
“Do you know who I am?”
He had a plan in mind: first, intimidate them by revealing his identity, then beat them up and press them to the ground.
However, at that moment, He Heng looked around and found dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him eagerly.
What’s going on?
There seem to be quite a lot of them.
Seeing this, he decided to ask the system first,
‘996, if it comes to a fight, can I take them down?’
996: [Seven or eight might be okay, but there are twelve of them.]
He Heng: ‘So?’
996: [So, it’s not possible. You’re holding a crematorium script, not a pulp fiction script. I suggest not trying it lightly.]
He Heng: “..”
He could only hold back the line “I am He Heng.” Looks like he’ll have to activate Plan B.
Seeing that he had more people on his side, Li Dazhuang also mustered up courage. He met He Heng’s gaze head-on and raised his voice, “So what? Who are you?”
He had so many brothers with him. Even if the person in front of them was the real He Heng, Shi Shuang’s alpha, how come there was no mark on Shi Shuang?
At the same time, the dozen or so men around him surrounded He Heng and Shi Shuang, leaving no room for escape.
“My name is—” He Heng’s expression remained calm. He paused for a moment and then suddenly asked Li Dazhuang, “Do you read financial magazines?”
What kind of question is that?
Li Dazhuang was taken aback for a moment and then said, “No.”
Good.
He Heng was sure they hadn’t seen his photo.
In that case, he might as well just make up a name.
“My name is—”
Darn it,
At this moment, all that came to his mind was “Zhang San, Li Si,” and he couldn’t come up with a decent name.
Just think of a commonly used name, He Heng kept telling himself.
Then, he racked his brains for something suitable,
And subconsciously, he blurted out what his fans usually called him during live broadcasts,
“Heng”
“Bao.”
As soon as He Heng said this, the whole place fell silent.
The thugs looked at each other with confusion, full of question marks on their faces.
Why would someone choose such names?
Li Dazhuang was also quite puzzled. He raised an eyebrow, “Which ‘Heng’? Which ‘Bao’?”
“Why so many questions?” He Heng grabbed Li Dazhuang’s collar, took out a business card from his pocket, and threw it in his face.
“This is his business card. If you guys know what’s good for you, you better get out of my sight now. Otherwise, when his people come looking for you, you won’t be able to walk away, understand?”
Li Dazhuang picked up the business card and glanced at it, then turned to his subordinates, laughing, “Haha,”
“Who are you trying to fool? Who doesn’t brag? Oh, you claim to know He Heng, and we’re supposed to believe you? Well, I claim to know the Emperor Marshal.”
Seeing this, those around him laughed along.
Li Dazhuang raised his chin, looking at He Heng provocatively, “Evidence? Ah, Heng—”
Just as he was about to say the other’s name, his expression froze, and his tongue seemed to be tied in a knot.
Damn, this name sounds really awkward.
“Heng Bao.”
Li Dazhuang could only grit his teeth and finish pronouncing the name.
However, as soon as he spoke,
There was a sudden loud banging behind him. The sound of tables and chairs toppling over erupted from the back of the bar, creating such a commotion that it startled the crowd that had gathered in the bar, causing them to scatter.
Li Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, then he looked past He Heng to see what was happening behind him.
He saw over twenty black-clad individuals, all looking like twin brothers, rushing into the bar. They lined up in an orderly fashion, standing behind He Heng, and in unison, they said:
“President He, we’re late. What are your orders?”
Li Dazhuang was dumbfounded, and so were his brothers.
His own mouth didn’t need to be so “brilliant.”1suggests that He Heng didn’t have to be so clever or sharp-tongued in his remarks.
In the dumbfounded gaze of about twenty people, He Heng turned around, leading Shi Shuang, walking towards the group of bodyguards with his back to them.
Finally, he glanced sideways, leaving Li Dazhuang and his group with a cold gaze, “Beat them.”
“The kind where they need to be carried out horizontally.”
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