169: Chapter 169 Top Star Wu Yifei

The Maybach pulled smoothly into the open-air parking lot of Qinglong Villa.

Su Yun pushed open the car door and stepped out.

The night breeze blowing towards him carried a hint of chill.

The open-air parking lot was vast, and the lighting was extremely bright.

This place was practically like a large-scale luxury car exhibition.

Ferraris, Lamborghinis, Rolls-Royces, Bentleys.

As far as the eye could see, there were only limited-edition sports cars and top-tier business vehicles.

Zhao Dahai's rented Maybach, parked here, looked like an ugly duckling that had wandered into a flock of swans, appearing completely out of place.

Several security guards in uniforms stood at the entrance, holding glowing batons and busy directing vehicles to park.

Zhao Dahai hurriedly got out of the car and trotted over to Su Yun's side.

Looking at the luxury cars worth tens of millions around him, he swallowed hard, and even his gait became cautious.

"Master Su, let's go over," Zhao Dahai said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Su Yun nodded and strode towards the villa gate.

Just then.

A black Toyota Alphard nanny van drove up from behind.

The vehicle completely ignored the security guards' directions, swerving directly into the middle of the driveway and blocking the road completely.

Several security guards hurried over.

"Sir, this is a fire lane, you cannot park here!" the lead security guard knocked on the car window.

The car door opened with a "clatter."

Four burly men in black suits and sunglasses jumped out of the car first.

They shoved the security guard aside, stood in two rows, and struck a pose as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Immediately after.

A young man wearing a floral shirt, an earring, and hair dyed gray-white stepped out leisurely.

He wore a pair of huge black-rimmed sunglasses on his face, which covered almost half of it.

He was holding a large pile of pink envelopes in his hands.

This person was none other than the popular top-tier male star, Wu Yifei.

Wu Yifei glanced at the envelopes in his hands, his face full of disgust.

"These fans are truly sick, stuffing this trash to me every day, it's disgusting."

He walked to a nearby trash can and tossed them aside with a casual flick of his hand.

Dozens of letters written by fans were all thrown into the trash can by him.

A few fell to the ground, and he stepped right over them.

Su Yun watched this scene, sneering in his heart.

Is this the top-tier star that fans shout "Brother is so hardworking" for every day?

Shiny and glamorous on the surface, but behind the scenes, he isn't even a decent human being.

Truly ridiculous.

Su Yun couldn't be bothered to meddle, so he continued walking forward.

Zhao Dahai followed closely behind.

When the two reached the gate, two security guards immediately reached out to stop them.

"Gentlemen, please present your invitation," the security guard said, his attitude polite but his tone firm.

Zhao Dahai hurriedly took out the gold-stamped red invitation from his pocket and handed it over with both hands.

"This is our invitation, please take a look."

The security guard took the invitation and was about to open it to verify.

Suddenly, a series of rapid footsteps came from behind.

Wu Yifei walked over, surrounded by four bodyguards.

The bald bodyguard walking in the front directly reached out and shoved Zhao Dahai away.

"Get lost! Good dogs don't block the path!" the bald bodyguard said with great force.

Zhao Dahai, failing to stand steady, stumbled back several steps and fell onto his backside.

The invitation in his hand also fell to the ground, covered in dust.

"Ouch!" Zhao Dahai cried out, clutching his waist.

The bald bodyguard didn't even glance at him, turning instead to shout at the security guards.

"Are you blind? Can't you see that Brother Fei has arrived?"

"Hurry up and let us through! Brother Fei still has to catch his next schedule; can you afford to pay for the delay?"

The security guard was stunned by the shouting, holding Zhao Dahai's invitation in bewilderment.

"Sir, please queue up to present your invitation," the security guard said, bracing himself.

Wu Yifei took off his sunglasses, revealing an impatient expression.

"Queue? Where do I, Wu Yifei, ever need to queue in Jiangcheng?"

"Your President Ma invited me here, which is giving him face. Don't be ungrateful."

He pointed at the security guard's nose.

"Open the gate immediately, or I will have your President Ma fire all of you."

Su Yun looked at this arrogant and despotic star in front of him and shook his head.

There are always some people in this world who think the Earth revolves around them.

Su Yun walked over to Zhao Dahai and pulled him up.

"Are you okay?" Su Yun asked.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I just strained my waist," Zhao Dahai said, rubbing his waist, daring not to speak his anger.

He knew Wu Yifei's status; as a property manager, he couldn't afford to offend such a big star.

Su Yun turned around and looked at the bald bodyguard.

"You pushed him just now," Su Yun said in a calm tone.

The bald bodyguard sized Su Yun up and down, seeing him wearing ordinary casual clothes, and looked at him with disdain.

"So what if I pushed him? He blocked Brother Fei's path, pushing him was getting off easy!"

"Kid, I advise you not to meddle, get lost to the side!"

As the bald bodyguard spoke, he reached out to push Su Yun's shoulder.

Su Yun didn't even lift an eyelid.

Just at the moment the bald bodyguard's hand was about to touch him.

Su Yun raised his right hand and grabbed the bald bodyguard's wrist.

His movement was not fast, but extremely precise.

The bald bodyguard was stunned and tried to pull his hand back.

But he discovered that Su Yun's hand was like an iron clamp, locking his wrist tightly, unable to move at all.

"You're courting death!" the bald bodyguard roared in anger, raising his other fist to smash at Su Yun's face.

Su Yun flipped his wrist and bent it downwards with force.

"Snap!"

The sound of the bone breaking was crisp and clear.

"Ah!"

The bald bodyguard let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

He collapsed directly onto the ground, clutching his broken wrist, rolling around in pain.

The remaining three bodyguards saw this and rushed forward, shouting.

Su Yun stood where he was, not even moving a step.

He coldly swept his gaze over the three bodyguards.

The three burly men were swept by Su Yun's gaze and actually stopped in their tracks, none daring to step forward.

Wu Yifei was startled and took two steps back.

He pointed at Su Yun, his voice becoming shrill.

"You dare to hit someone! Do you know who I am!"

"Security! Are you all dead? Why haven't you caught this violent maniac yet!"

The surrounding security guards looked at each other, none daring to make a move.

They had seen with their own eyes that Su Yun had disabled that burly man in one move; who would dare to go up and court disaster?

Seeing the security guards not moving, Wu Yifei took out his phone in a rage.

"Fine! You just wait for me!"

"I will film this video right now and post it online!"

"I will have my fifty million fans cyber-bully you! I will make it so you can't survive in Jiangcheng!"

Wu Yifei held up his phone, aiming the camera at Su Yun's face.

Su Yun looked at him as if he were looking at an idiot.

"Go ahead and film," Su Yun said indifferently.

"Remember to turn on the beauty filter, otherwise your face, filled with too much hyaluronic acid, is nauseating to look at."

"By the way, post your action of throwing away the fans' letters too, so everyone can see your true colors."

Wu Yifei's expression stiffened, and his hand holding the phone trembled.

If the matter of throwing the letters were exposed, his persona would completely collapse.

"Stop spouting nonsense here!" Wu Yifei said through gritted teeth.

"You intentionally assaulted someone today; this matter is not over!"