Supreme Martial God of the City-Chapter 171 - 168: Was Someone Drugged? (Request for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

Chapter 171: Chapter 168: Was Someone Drugged? (Request for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

"Young Master Ye, cake with red wine is a really nice combination, give it a try!"

Song Tao picked up a glass of what he thought was the best red wine and handed it to Ye Tian first.

Ye Tian gave him a deep look, realizing that Song Tao wasn’t as annoying as before. With cake still smeared at the corner of his mouth, Song Tao held the red wine with a silly smile, facing Ye Tian.

It seemed he had dropped his pretense, returning to his true self. Perhaps only when he was enjoying food did he tear away his mask of disguise.

"Young Master Ye, why are you looking at me like that? It’s making me a bit nervous, ha ha."

Seeing that Ye Tian was hesitant to take the wine, Song Tao thought he might have done something wrong and his chubby body trembled slightly.

"Nothing, just got here a bit hastily and I’m thirsty. Thank you!"

Ye Tian took the wine glass, made a toasting gesture, and smiled at Song Tao.

As Ye Tian lifted the red wine to his mouth to take a sip, he sniffed it first, then swirled the glass, lifted it up to the light and looked at it. A trace of intrigue flashed in his eyes.

"Hmm, this red wine has been drugged. It seems this birthday banquet is not so simple after all!"

"Young Master Ye, you truly deserve the title; even your drinking posture is so elegant. I just like to down it all in one gulp!"

With that, Song Tao tilted his head back, ready to gulp down the red wine.

"Wait, don’t drink it, there’s something wrong with this wine!!" free𝑤ebnovel.com

Ye Tian reached out his hand to lower Song Tao’s wine glass. Song Tao was initially shocked, but remembering Ye Tian’s extraordinary skills from last time, he nodded instinctively.

"Hey, Song Tao, you big spender, big boss. Turns out you also got invited to the Zhao Family’s birthday banquet. Guess you’ve been busy tearing down other people’s houses lately."

"Look at yourself, what a fat pig. Can’t even clean the cake from your mouth, yet you want to drink red wine, how hilarious!!!"

A man with a sharp face and skinny cheeks, holding a seductive woman, pointed at Song Tao’s nose and said.

"Zhang Houzi, aren’t you into smuggling tobacco."

"Do you have the right to speak to a legitimate businessman like me?"

Song Tao retorted unceremoniously.

"You....."

"Today I’m in a good mood, I won’t argue with you."

"What, is that your errand boy next to you? His drinking posture just now was quite professional. But why didn’t he drink, afraid of getting hit?"

"Hey, look at this young guy, fair-skinned and handsome. Boss Song might fancy this type."

The seductive woman chimed in, dragging Ye Tian into the fray.

"Slap~~~"

Hearing someone dare insult Ye Tian, Song Tao immediately put down the cake, stood up, and fiercely slapped the seductive woman on both cheeks.

"You... you...."

"Mr. Zhang, this fat bastard hit me, it hurts so much!"

The seductive woman touched her face, a vivid red handprint marking her skin, showing the force of Song Tao’s slap.

"Fatty Song, you dare hit my woman, you’re looking to die!!"

"Ah Bao, beat this fatty to death!"

Zhang Houzi shouted loudly. A two-meter-tall muscleman with arms thicker than Ye Tian’s thighs, veins bulging, and a fierce expression stepped forward.

Seeing the muscular man approach so menacingly, Song Tao felt a bit scared, but the thought of Ye Tian behind him filled him with confidence.

"Young Master Ye, look...."

Song Tao stood beside Ye Tian, looking at him awkwardly.

"Drip drip..."

Ye Tian tapped a knife and fork on the table rhythmically.

"If you take one more step forward, you’ll face unimaginable consequences."

Ye Tian looked playfully at the fierce Ah Bao, his gaze flashing with a cold glint.

At this moment, Ah Bao felt as though he was being watched by a terrifying Demon King who could end his life at any moment.

He seemed to be controlled by a magical force, unable to move forward. Instead, he retreated a few steps, swallowing hard and breaking out in cold sweat.

"Ah Bao, what are you standing there for, move quickly!"

"I’m paying you ten million a year, get moving. Today, I want to teach Fatty Song a lesson!"

Zhang Houzi shouted at Ah Bao.

Some onlookers arrived, but not many. After all, today’s attendees were all prominent figures from the Northwest, uninterested in a minor squabble between two ants. If not for the Zhao Family’s birthday banquet, they might never have met in their lifetime.

"Sister Lu, look, that fatty seems to be about to fight with the tobacco king Zhang Houzi!"

"Who do you think will win?"

Xiao Mi tugged at Sister Lu’s clothes curiously.

Lu Qingwen looked over. On one side was a tall, fierce bodyguard, and on the other was a fatty and a young man tapping on the table. Any clear-minded person could tell the side with more people would win.

"Zhang Houzi’s side will win!"

Sister Lu perfunctorily replied to Xiao Mi.

Under Zhang Houzi’s continuous urging, Ah Bao slowly moved forward again. As he returned to his initial position and prepared to take that step, Ye Tian’s knife and fork tapping grew heavier, like the tolling of a dead soul’s bell.

Ah Bao swallowed hard, his eyes filled with tension, his body uncomfortable. The dangerous aura was closing in, inch by inch, coming closer, closer, closer.

"Stop right now, the birthday banquet is about to begin. Take your seats quickly, or I’ll have you both thrown out!"

A Zhao Family security guard came over and shouted, halting Ah Bao’s steps.

"Fatty Song, consider yourselves lucky today, you escaped a catastrophe!!"

"Ah Bao, what’s wrong, haven’t you eaten, or is your kidney failing!"

Zhang Houzi cursed Ah Bao and then turned back to his seat at the banquet.

"Huff huff~~~"

Ah Bao felt his legs go weak, hurriedly held onto the table, half-squatting, breathing heavily, and wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve.

"Little Song, who is this Zhang Houzi!!"

Ye Tian picked up another piece of cake and walked with Song Tao to a less crowded banquet table.

"He’s the tobacco king of the Northwest. Who knows how many bad things he’s done behind the scenes!"

"This kind of person wants to buy a villa from me, but I wouldn’t even sell him a toilet!"

Song Tao said with a look of disgust.

"Not bad, a real estate boss!"

"But don’t do anything that oppresses the people. If I find out, you know the consequences."

Ye Tian squinted at Song Tao and said lightly.

"I would never do such a heaven-defying thing!"

"Just now was a misunderstanding. Zhang Houzi sent a thug to cause trouble at a house I had already signed a contract for with the original owner."

"Who knew the original owner went abroad and couldn’t be found. That thug, backed by Zhang Houzi, insisted it was his own house."

"For a 50-square-meter house, he demanded ten million. Knowing it was Zhang Houzi’s trick, I got angry and had the house forcibly demolished."

"But my paperwork was all in order, so nothing serious happened. On the contrary, Zhang Houzi had to pay a lot for medical expenses."

"Since then, it’s been a mortal enmity between me and him!"

Song Tao spoke more and more excitedly.

The lively birthday banquet gradually became turbulent, with Poison Snake hidden in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to strike.