Chapter 1144 - 1141: Fu Xian Stands in the Middle, One Fox Whips Both Sides

"Woof---"

Bulina kicked out, her eyes rolled back as Ah Bai fell toward the bar, displaying a disdainful expression as she scraped the ground with her hind legs, as if to bury something filthy.

Such worthless vermin, daring to sneak into Xia Dong so stealthily – where did they muster such audacity?

Ah Bai scoffed disdainfully, lowered herself again, crouched on the ground, swiftly moving with two toes extended from each paw, gliding on the floor like a dragon.

"Inject inhibitor, take them down!"

Just as Ah Bai's front paw left, a large sack instantly enclosed Bulina, with another person stepping forward, piercing through the sack with a needle, pushing them into a cardboard box, and swiftly carrying them away.

From contact to suppression and packing, the entire process took less than seven seconds, as if rehearsed countless times.

Additionally, Master Fuli was causing a commotion at the soundboard, briefly capturing everyone's attention, while the Security Bureau team executed the pre-planned scenario, forming a human wall to block out any potential witnesses.

Even the nearby bartender hadn't noticed a customer disappearing from the counter.

"Fox... little fox! Ah Qing, look quickly!" Sitting in the booth, Qiu Lingling, returning from a "hmmm" sound, stood up astonished, pulling Ah Qing's hand and pointing towards Master Fuli on the soundboard, saying:

"Your little fox is on stage singing 'Take a Chance' with your bank card!"

"The bar owner is about to burst out laughing!"

In just a blink, Qiu Lingling found it hard to imagine how Huhu crossed the sea of people, dealt with the two busty girls on stage, and snatched the microphone.

"Err... the boss might not be laughing, right?" Ah Qing recalled the heavily armed team rushing administrative support, with a subtly questioning expression.

"Not laughing? Then the boss might have depression; we'll have to pay quite a bit later!" Qiu Lingling covered her face and continued:

"But... you have to admit, when the little fox stands straight, that fox waist looks quite soft, with seemingly broad shoulders – a captivating demeanor."

Though Ah Qing hadn't spoken yet, the audience in the live stream, hearing Qiu Lingling's remarks, didn't mind watching the chaos unfold.

[I'm a warrior not skilled in words; please send the fox directly to my home. I have a unique method for taming foxes.]

[The host's tears wet the pork dinner; swears to earn a million to redeem Huhu (funny)]

[Ah Qing leads into the bar, sentencing depends on Huhu...]

The live feed exploded with comments, with pet fans continuing their donations.

"Why are you all staring at me? I didn't unplug your speaker cables..."

Master Fuli glanced sideways at the audience below the stage, bemusedly cursing, flicking his tail and confidently turning away, preparing to escape.

But the person nearest the soundboard stared vacantly, tentatively raising a red envelope to Master Fuli: "How about a three hundred?"

The busty DJ whom Master Fuli tackled also snapped back from the sudden incident, widening her eyes:

"Fu... is it Master Fuli!?"

"?"

Ansheng sported a face full of confusion, glancing at the busty girl, murmuring questioningly, "Who... are you?"

"Me! Hai Linglong, the foot massage technician! Earlier, I helped you and Grandma with foot rubs – see if you recognize me by pulling up my dress..." The bar DJ, crouched at the soundboard, said as she lifted her deep V-neck dress.

"...Technician?" Ansheng stood bewildered, glancing around at the bar's surroundings.

"What's so odd about that? Jiule City's bar circle is only so big; Grandma is the industry leader. With a neighboring bar needing someone to heat up the atmosphere, I came to help part-time."

"DJ dance tracks are pre-made; what we need to do is act along and shake hard on stage, shake for a night, and get thirteen thousand."

Dong Jiamin spoke, embarrassedly scratching her head; she wasn't skilled in live music production, merely playing edited music and reverb from professional DJs.

A hollow-cheeked young man hopping on stage couldn't attract the same crowd as high-appeal pretty sisters.

The bar owner heavily invested in tonight's performance, sparing no expense, sincerely hiring beautiful women for temporary appearances.

Grandma Hedgehog smoked custom-made cigars; her maid quality naturally was top-notch, enjoying life thoroughly.

"Master Fuli, want to join the fun?" Dong Jiamin rubbed her cheek, inviting Master Fuli.

Judging by Master Fuli's stage behavior, Dong Jiamin felt the master seemed curious about this setting.

"Sure..."

"However, I have matters to attend to. Save me a VIP seat; I'll return later."

Ansheng, upon hearing, thought briefly, recalling past bar visits for paid companionship but never a fee at a bar.

Faced with a chance to rebound, despite feeling tempted, Master Fuli didn't forget his wish power.

Ansheng temporarily declined Dong Jiamin, leisurely trotting toward the bar's backstage employee corridor.

The employee restroom had already cleared out.

Bulina, her head adorned with twisted horns, was bound with ropes, hands positioned behind, each finger individually tied with black bands in solitary positions.

"Mmm mmm..." Bulina gazed tearily at Master Fuli entering the room, unable to speak due to an apple stuffed in her mouth, only able to whimper.

"Report! Based on feature comparison, the transformed spirit beast before us belongs to [Urial], seemingly domestic species."

Wang Ming, witnessing Master Fuli entering, saluted before promptly commencing work reporting:

"With further inquiry, without woodcutter oversight, we temporarily cannot proceed with operations."

Although Bulina had been injected, ensuring absolute safety remained elusive during inquiry, risking an alluring feature, possibly enabling its escape.

"What are you doing here in Xia Dong?"

Ansheng approached, pulling out the apple from Bulina's mouth, curiously inspecting it.

"I'm here for tourism!" Bulina, looking pathetically at Master Fuli, spoke earnestly.

"I'm actually a neutral entity." As Ansheng stood erect, fetched a small stool, and sat before the caterpillar-like bound Bulina, speaking indifferently.

"Err..." Bulina paused, slightly puzzled by Master Fuli's words.

Neutral entity... does it mean being friendly to oneself?

"I often sit in the middle, mercilessly whipping on both sides..." Ansheng squinted at Bulina: "I'll give you a chance to organize your final words."

"I apologize; I was born outside, an Urial, sneaking in to offer assistance..."

With eyes narrowed, Master Fuli exuded apex-hunter dominance, causing Bulina's muscles to tense and neck to retract, sensing her heart stop, speaking timidly:

"I'm an exceptionally fast runner..."

"Someone offered me half a million dollars, instructing me to assist a bloodstained white-haired red-eyed woman at Business Street 87 at 3 AM."

"I don't know anything!"

"I fear fire; please don't burn me with a lighter – if you must, target Miyel; I was born on their turf. If I broke the law, she holds responsibility!"