A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

There are no prophets in the world. Even if there were, they would be frauds.

If Aunt Bai's men had known all along that those guns were fake, how could they, with nearly sixty or seventy men, have been afraid of just ten or so of him?

You can't lose out no matter how hard you try.

If only we had known this earlier, there wouldn't be so many beggars in the world.

Besides, they weren't wronged. After all, the first shot Scarface fired was a real bullet, and everyone assumed the others were holding real guns too.

It's so hard to tell what's real and what's fake.

Even someone as clever and quick-witted as Aunt Bai was fooled, let alone them.

However, regardless of whether it's true or not, the fact remains that they were set up.

Actually, it wasn't just the group that entered the basement through the back door who were ambushed; the other group that stormed in through the front door from above was also ambushed. However, they weren't that unlucky; they weren't scared off by these toy guns.

The group responsible for attacking from the front door knew they were in trouble the moment they rushed into the nightclub's lobby. Although the lobby of the Dazhong Nightclub was still brightly lit and filled with music as before, it was completely empty; there wasn't a soul in sight.

They had barely come to their senses and were about to leave when a hundred or so people rushed in… no, nearly three or four hundred, menacing and menacing, and surrounded them.

A few sharp-eyed people on Aunt Bai's side immediately recognized the leaders as the same ones who had been shouting about getting on the bus and rushing to the border for rescue.

Looking at these people who suddenly descended like heavenly soldiers, it was clear they hadn't gone far at all; they were simply waiting nearby for them to take the bait.

Hundreds of people fighting against dozens of people—the scene is unimaginable, and the outcome is inevitable—even if Confucius moved house, he would still lose.

This is a trap. Everything that happened this night was a trap, and it's divided into two parts. The first part is called "closing the door to beat the dog," and the second part is called "catching a turtle in a jar." They were all orchestrated by one person: the ancient official.

At this moment, the old official sat in a good mood, his face bearing his signature half-smile as he looked at the woman in front of him.

After the underground casino was cleared out, only Gu Feng and Aunt Bai remained.

The two stared at each other silently. Not with tender affection, but with small eyes staring at big eyes.

Gu Feng's eyes are bigger, while Aunt Bai's eyes are smaller. That's the origin of the saying "small eyes stare wide-eyed."

"What, you want to bite me?" Gu Feng blinked at Aunt Bai.

"You wicked Gu!" Aunt Bai gritted her teeth.

"Oh my god, Miss Bai, is that all you have to say? Why do you keep repeating the same thing over and over? There's nothing new about it." As Gu Feng spoke, his fiery gaze remained fixed on Aunt Bai.

Aunt Bai initially tried to resist, but gradually, she couldn't withstand the intense gaze that seemed to burn her at any moment.

His gaze began to wander and flicker, and his heartbeat quickened considerably.

Aunt Bai really wanted to remind him: "Gu, we're enemies, not lovers. Please stop looking at me with such affection."

"You, surnamed Gu..." Aunt Bai was about to say something more interesting when her phone rang, interrupting her. She took it out and saw it was Lao Yi calling.

Is it too late to call now? She's practically in the jaws of a tiger, about to be devoured at any moment, and you're only calling now? It's superfluous, utterly superfluous.

Aunt Bai didn't answer. By this time, she was completely disheartened and had no interest in answering Lao Yi's call. But Lao Yi was persistent and kept redialing Aunt Bai's number.

"It's alright, answer the phone first," Gu Feng said tolerantly. After all, the tiger meat was already in his mouth; what was there to fear about it growing wings and flying away?

Aunt Bai glanced at Gu Feng and saw on his face a hunter's calm and even mocking expression, as if he had caught his prey. She couldn't help but glare at him resentfully.

In Gu Feng's eyes, Aunt Bai was a white tiger. But in Aunt Bai's eyes, Gu Feng was more terrifying than a prehistoric beast.

That damned phone call from the first man kept ringing incessantly, making Aunt Bai, who was already anxious, even more agitated.

Especially after seeing Gu Feng's monkey-like expression, she had no choice but to answer the phone.

"Feed." Aunt Bai snorted rudely into the phone.

Before Lao Yi could even process what Bai Yi was saying, the moment the call connected, he blurted out, "Aunt Bai, where are you? Listen to me, my men were stopped at the border. Only a portion of them made it through, and they're being attacked by the Yihe Gang. Aunt Bai, I suspect this is a trap set by that guy surnamed Gu..."

Aunt Bai interrupted him impatiently: "You don't need to doubt it anymore, this is definitely a trap, my scheme has been exposed."

"Now that you know, you'd better withdraw it immediately..."

"It's too late, Lao Yi, I've already been infected." Aunt Bai sighed and slammed down the phone. It was as if she had been shot, not infected.

Gu Feng didn't comment on the phone call, remaining calm and composed throughout, appearing extremely patient and in a very good mood.

Aunt Bai's mood was at its lowest point. Everything she had painstakingly prepared had been completely ruined by this guy's few effortless moves, utterly destroyed. What she found unbelievable was that this guy had managed to subdue her with just a few toy guns, which was both laughable and infuriating.

In such a serious and earnest battle, Gu Feng actually used a toy gun, and Aunt Bai was fooled too. Aunt Bai couldn't figure out who was the one who was out of their mind.

"You surnamed Gu, can you tell me how you knew about my plan? That way, even if you want me to die, I'll die willingly. At least I'll know how I die." Although Aunt Bai's tone was cold, anyone could tell that her momentum had weakened.

"Okay." Gu Feng nodded without hesitation, but then added, "However, not now."

"When was that?" Aunt Bai asked again.

"When you fall into my hands again," Gu Feng said without thinking, as if he had been preparing for this all along.

Aunt Bai's face paled again, and finally she could only struggle to ask, "Gu, do you still stand by what you said?"

"What did you say?" Gu Feng asked.

"You said you'd give me two chances, so don't you have one more now?"

Once words are spoken, they're like a married daughter who's been ruined; can they ever be taken back? So Gu Feng nodded.

"Then you'd better keep your word and let me go," Aunt Bai said earnestly.

"Okay." Gu Feng nodded, then added, "However, before I let you go, you have to sleep with me one more night. I slept very well last night."

"You scoundrel!" Aunt Bai was stunned for a moment before she couldn't help but curse. But she had to admit that she had slept quite well last night.

Gu Feng chuckled and reached out to tug at her arm: "Let's go, it's getting late. Come with me to bed. This place will be reopening soon, don't delay other people's business."

Aunt Bai was surprisingly cooperative, letting him lead her around.