Qin Xiao stood up, his anger palpable. "Lead the way. Let me see who's so tired of living."
How dare they touch his women?
Did they have a death wish?
Qin Xiao placed great importance on two things: wealth and lust.
Aside from making money, he loved fooling around with women.
Seeing his reaction, the two girls didn't dare delay and hurriedly led the way toward the restroom area.
Lucas followed as well.
He was somewhat curious.
This plot point didn't seem to be in the original story.
Someone actually dared to mess with Qin Xiao's women?
Tsk, tsk.
Of course, how this would be handled depended on Qin Xiao's approach.
He trailed behind, walking slowly.
Soon.
When they neared the restrooms, they found a crowd of about seven or eight people already gathered.
They had tattoos all over.
Clearly, they were part of the underworld scene.
The tattoos weren't the main point; it was their faces—you could tell at a glance they were seasoned troublemakers.
In these kinds of stories, there was no shortage of such societal dregs.
The dark underbelly existed everywhere.
Whether it made the news or not was another matter.
Up ahead, several tattooed men were leering at the six scantily clad girls. "Hey sweethearts, really won't have a drink with us brothers?"
"Drinks are on us tonight, spend as you like."
"Just make us happy, and you'll get whatever you want."
They were local thugs, usually hired to keep an eye on venues.
Some might find it strange, but in fact, every entertainment spot had its own crew of enforcers.
They were usually locals.
If anyone dared to cause trouble, they'd step in.
For that reason, many venues were happy to let them hang around and enjoy themselves there.
As long as their tabs weren't too outrageous, they could get reimbursed.
Keeping the peace was what mattered.
The six girls were either university juniors/seniors or had just entered society. They'd never encountered a situation like this.
One of them trembled as she said, "Big… big brother, we came with Young Master Qin."
One of the bald, tattooed men laughed upon hearing this.
"What Young Master Qin or Young Master Wang? I don't know 'em. Here, what I say goes."
"Hurry up, have a few drinks with us."
The tattooed man threw a suggestive look their way.
What he fancied were these fresh, young girls. The regulars who partied here often, they already knew.
And they weren't much to look at anyway.
These ones in front of him were the real deal.
"No… I won't go."
The girls shook their heads frantically in refusal. "Please find someone else."
Someone else?
The tattooed man instantly flew into a rage. The liquor bottle in his hand smashed violently to the floor. "Enough of your fucking nonsense! Get over here now!"
"Ah! I won't go! I won't go!"
The girls screamed in terror at his actions.
They all wanted to run.
But they were surrounded by the tattooed men. Where could they run?
Seeing them so disrespectful, the tattooed man grew even angrier.
"Damn it! You're refusing a face when it's offered, huh?"
Cursing foully, he raised his hand, intending to slap the girls to teach them a lesson.
*Thud!*
Just as his palm was about to connect, Qin Xiao, who had rushed over, saw the scene and his eyes widened in fury.
"Go to hell!"
Qin Xiao launched a flying kick at the bald tattooed man's waist, sending him sprawling.
"Argh! That hurts! Who the fuck kicked me?!" The tattooed man cried out in pain as soon as he hit the ground.
While the kick wasn't exceptionally powerful, it struck the waist—a spot where intense pain immediately radiated through his whole body.
The sudden turn of events left everyone stunned.
Qin Xiao looked down at him contemptuously. "You piece of shit! You dare lay a hand on my women?"
"Looking to die, are you?!"
What he despised most were these kinds of lowlife thugs.
Acting like delinquents was one thing, but harassing pretty women whenever they saw them?
It was a disgrace to men!
Either use money, use genuine charm, or even deceitful charm.
Resorting to force?
What a pathetic excuse for a skill!
The bald tattooed man gritted his teeth against the searing pain in his side, his expression turning vicious. "Damn it! Who the hell are you, you little punk? Daring to hit me?"
"I'm your fucking daddy!" Qin Xiao roared back.
Hearing those five words, the bald man completely lost it. "Damn it! Are the rest of you just gonna stand there watching?!"
"I got kicked, and you're still just standing around?!"
"Get him! Beat this bastard to death! I'm gonna kill him today!"
Seeing their boss give the order, the few younger thugs who had been frozen snapped to attention and immediately charged at Qin Xiao, ready to pummel him.
However.
There was still a gap between these undisciplined brawlers and a rich second-generation heir like Qin Xiao, who had trained in some martial arts.
The fight was back and forth. Even facing several attackers at once, Qin Xiao managed to hold a slight upper hand.
Soon, a few of them were knocked to the ground.
Witnessing this, Qin Xiao's entourage of beauties stared in awe.
Young Master Qin was so handsome!
Of course, they didn't forget to distance themselves from the fray.
They scattered, hiding as far away as possible.
Standing on the sidelines to watch the show.
The commotion quickly drew the attention of people at nearby tables. Before long, a crowd had gathered to spectate.
Lucas stood to the side, observing Qin Xiao's fight.
"Sure enough, rich heirs who receive elite education from a young age start with an advantage over others," Lucas mused inwardly. "With a foundation in martial arts, holding your own against several isn't impossible."
Qin Xiao panted heavily, looking down at the tattooed men on the floor with disdain. "A bunch of rotten potatoes like you dare to imitate gangsters?"
"I'll fucking end you!"
His performance was quite impressive.
Even the onlookers couldn't help but murmur in admiration.
Now that was some quality posturing.
On the floor, the lead bald tattooed man, seeing how capable Qin Xiao was, felt a pang of alarm inwardly. But outwardly, he remained fierce. "Kid, do you have any idea who I am?"
"Daring to hit me—in all of Jiang City, you're the first!"
Threatening him?
Seeing this, Qin Xiao sneered. "Then do *you* know who I am?"
"I don't give a fuck who you are!" the bald man immediately shot back with vulgarity.
However, right after he finished cursing, Qin Xiao kicked him hard in the abdomen.
*Hiss…*
Instantly, cold sweat broke out all over the bald man.
"You better watch your damn mouth…" Qin Xiao began, but before he could finish, the bald man on the ground roared, "Stab him to death for me!"
Qin Xiao jolted in shock and whipped his head around.
A group of people appeared in his vision, charging toward him wielding baseball bats and switchblades.
One was already right in front of him.
"Die!" The young man with earrings, his expression twisted with malice, lunged with the switchblade.
This is it!
The thought flashed through Qin Xiao's mind.
He was done for this time.
Just then, a large hand suddenly appeared, seizing the wrist of the earring-wearing youth holding the knife and twisting it forcefully.
"Old Qin, that's not how you fight."