Chapter 1514: Good-looking but useless

Austria, this country is not very big, and its status in Europe is not prominent, but it has another identity, which is the origin of vampires.

Precisely because of this, the power of the Dark World here is extremely strong.

Although Austria’s area is far smaller than M Country, it holds great significance for the Blood Clan, and the Romons Family stationed here is also very powerful.

The next evening, in Vienna, although night had fallen, the nightlife here had just begun.

On the bustling street, a bar named ‘Crimson Wild’ was brightly lit, looking extremely dazzling.

At this moment, three people appeared at the entrance: Ye Bufan, Ye Tian, and Lucia.

Lucia wore a low-cut long dress, the black color forming a strong contrast with her fair skin, making her look both sexy and mysterious; most importantly, the bottomless cleavage on her chest constantly exuded endless temptation.

She linked arms with Ye Bufan, walking in like a couple, while Ye Tian silently followed behind.

Upon entering the bar, the deafening heavy metal music mixed with the murky air made Ye Bufan frown; he truly disliked this kind of place from the bottom of his heart.

Compared to bars in China, this place was more open, with men and women freely indulging, as if completely breaking free from worldly constraints.

Some were wildly enjoying themselves, some were twisting madly on the dance floor, and some even directly found a not-so-hidden spot to engage in primal activities.

In contrast, Lucia seemed more familiar and accustomed to the environment here, leading the two directly to the bar counter, snapping her fingers, and ordering a drink for each of them from the bartender.

This kind of place was inherently chaotic and a mixed bag, and a beauty like her immediately attracted countless eyes; some blew kisses and winked, some directly whistled, and some bolder ones even walked straight over.

Lucia was not repulsed by these advances; instead, she kept smiling, her laughter making her body sway, and her high chest rising and falling.

“Young Miss, may I invite you to dance?”

A tall Big Beard walked over and extended his large, fan-like hand towards Lucia.

“Big Brother, you look so strong.”

Lucia reached out and patted Big Beard’s strong pectoral muscles, a look of infatuation on her Face.

“Of course.”

Big Beard was clearly a bit surprised, not expecting this Young Miss to be so uninhibited, then he laughed loudly, “I have even stronger places; if you’re willing, I can let you see them later.”

“Really? It’s just a pity my man

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doesn’t agree.”

Lucia reached out and hooked Ye Bufan’s arm, the flirtatious expression on her Face growing even more intense.

“My man is very possessive; he doesn’t allow me to interact with other men, much less dance with other men.”

“A Chinese? What right does he have to possess such a beautiful woman like you?” Big Beard said, directly spreading his arms, “Come on, Young Miss, from today onwards, your man is me.”

This guy was gesticulating wildly, while Ye Bufan, from beginning to end, held his wine glass, gently sipping the liquid inside, not even sparing him a glance.

“That won’t do.”

Lucia extended a fair, tender finger and poked his strong pectoral muscle, “My man is very fierce; if I went with you, he would beat me to death.”

“Hahaha, what’s so fierce about him, a yellow-skinned monkey?” Big Beard shouted arrogantly, “Since that’s the case, I’ll teach him a lesson first, and let you see what a real man is.”

Lucia was already the focus of the entire bar, and the conversation between the two immediately attracted the attention of others; countless cheers immediately erupted around them, and some even started whistling sharply.

“Teach him a lesson, kill this yellow-skinned monkey…”

“A Chinese, what right does he have to possess such a beautiful woman…”

“This Chinese is too weak; his waist isn’t even as thick as Big Beard’s arm. How dare such a person bring a beautiful woman to a bar…”

Most of the people around were busybodies, egging them on and discussing loudly.

“Little lady, today I’ll show you what a strong man is.”

Big Beard became even more smug, extending his large, hairy hand and grabbing towards Ye Bufan’s chest.

With a bang, he grabbed Ye Bufan’s collar, his strong arm muscles bulging.

His intention was to lift this Young man up and then slam him hard onto the ground, to show off his strength in front of Lucia.

Everything went smoothly at first; the person in front of him seemed to be scared silly, letting him grab him.

But the latter part was completely different from what he imagined; he almost used all his might, but the other party remained motionless, like a huge mountain that could not be shaken in the slightest.

“Come on, Big Beard, throw him hard onto the ground…”

“That’s right, teach that yellow-skinned monkey a good lesson…”

The people around didn’t know what was happening; they thought Big Beard hadn’t exerted himself yet, and were all cheering him on.

Lucia even extended her fair, tender hand and stroked his strong biceps.

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“Big Brother, your muscles are very strong, but it seems you don’t have much strength, are you all show and no go?”

“I… Die!”

Big Beard was enraged and humiliated, no longer caring about Face, and directly used both hands, grabbing Ye Bufan’s collar and pulling him upwards with force.

Although he had used all his strength this time, his old Face turned pig-liver red, and the veins on his body were visibly swollen.

But the result remained unchanged; Ye Bufan stood there, still motionless.

“Uh…”

Big Beard was completely dumbfounded; with his strength, he could lift a barbell weighing three to five hundred jin, let alone a delicate man weighing a hundred or eighty jin.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Ye Bufan gently put down the wine glass in his hand, and then clasped his neck with one hand.

He didn’t seem to exert much effort, but he lifted the Big Beard, who weighed over 200 jin, as if he were just a light piece of straw in his hand.

“Uh…”

The eyes of the people around almost popped out of their sockets; they couldn't understand what was happening, how the plot they had set in their minds had completely reversed?

Big Beard hung in mid-air, his two large hands now retracted, gripping tightly onto the seemingly slender arm in front of him, yet still unable to move it even slightly.

At this moment, Ye Bufan flipped his wrist, everything looking so casual, yet he slammed him onto the ground like a broken sack.

“Gah…”

The fall was extremely heavy, almost knocking Big Beard out of his Qi.

Lucia walked over, raised the wine glass in her hand, and poured the liquid inside onto Big Beard’s Face.

“Someone like you, all show and no go, dares to hit on me? You’re too far behind my man.”

“This…”

The expressions of the surrounding crowd towards Ye Bufan immediately changed; it turned out this Chinese was far from as simple as he seemed.

“You… you guys just wait for me!”

The enraged and humiliated Big Beard wiped the wine from his Face, climbed up from the ground, and turned to run towards a private room upstairs.

As soon as he left, someone nearby shouted, “Young Miss, run quickly! He’s with Brother Black Wolf; if he calls people, you won’t be able to escape.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine, my man is very powerful.”

Lucia let out a burst of charming laughter, completely ignoring the warning, and turned to hug Ye Bufan’s arm, pressing her high chest against him.