"I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen such utterly despicable scum as you!" With that, Ning Qiaoqian, her face contorted with disgust, stepped in front of the crowd.
Deng Qing, his head spinning from the blow, felt a burning pain. He touched his head and saw a large bump had quickly formed. Hearing Ning Qiaoqian's barbed words, he flew into a rage, cursing,
"You bitch! You dare hit me!"
As he spoke, he charged at Ning Qiaoqian, swinging his fists, though his steps were unsteady from the alcohol.
Ning Qiaoqian's eyes flashed with a sharp light. With a nimble twist of her body, she delivered a powerful side kick, striking Deng Qing squarely in the stomach. Deng Qing stumbled back several steps until he crashed into a table. A series of shattering sounds followed as glasses and bottles shattered on the floor. Deng Qing felt a wave of nausea wash over her, almost vomiting on the spot.
It all happened so fast; Chen Yang and Zhou Weiqiang hadn't even had time to react before Ning Qiaoqian struck with lightning speed. Even as Deng Qing fell to the ground, her henchmen were still dumbfounded.
Deng Qing scrambled to her feet, yelling at her men:
"What the hell are you all standing there for? Get her! Damn it! Tonight, if I don't take my turn with you, you bitch, I'll change my name!"
Hurted by Deng Qing's outburst, the henchmen scrambled to their feet and charged forward.
Chen Yang frowned, about to step in to help. He could tell Ning Qiaoqian was skilled, but he knew she'd struggle against five or six thugs on her own.
Zhou Weiqiang, standing next to Chen Yang, paled drastically. Just as he was about to speak to stop them, two men suddenly appeared without warning…
These two men were dressed in black suits and black leather shoes. Most strangely, in the dimly lit and noisy bar, they were both wearing sunglasses. No one had noticed them beforehand; they appeared like ghosts.
In that instant, Chen Yang felt the chilling aura emanating from them. He knew perfectly well that this was killing intent. From their every move, Chen Yang could tell they were true masters, the kind who had seen blood.
Without a word, the two men in black attacked the thugs who had rushed at them.
One minute.
Just one minute later, five thugs, plus the arrogant Deng Qing, were all lying on the ground groaning. Many people hadn't even seen the two men's actions before it was all over.
During that minute, Chen Yang heard the sound of bones cracking several times. The two men in black remained expressionless after they stopped, as if severing the limbs of five or six burly men in a minute was as simple as eating and drinking.
Deng Qing was the most severely injured; all four of his limbs had been broken by the men in black. He writhed on the ground in agony, utterly bewildered, unable to comprehend who he had offended.
The two men in black suits exchanged a glance, then stepped forward, each grabbing two thugs, and tossed them out of the bar like dead dogs. Then they vanished, as if they had never been there.
Throughout the entire ordeal, these two men hadn't uttered a single word, but the entire bar was stunned by their chilling aura and ruthless methods, a brief silence falling over the place.
When Chen Yang subdued Zhou Weiqiang, the bar's patrons had already stopped dancing and gathered around to watch. Only after the men in black suits disappeared did the patrons begin to whisper among themselves again.
Zhou Weiqiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked to Ning Qiaoqian's side, asking with concern, "Xiao Ning, are you alright?"
Although it seemed like just a boss concerned about an employee, there was a hint of fear in Zhou Weiqiang's tone. Chen Yang keenly noticed this, and recalling the two men in black who had mysteriously appeared and disappeared earlier, Chen Yang glanced thoughtfully at Ning Qiaoqian. Ning Qiaoqian's face was frosty; she completely ignored Zhou Weiqiang and went straight to Chen Yang and Su He. She grabbed Su He's hand, whispered a few words of comfort to the pale-faced girl, and then, still holding Su He's hand, turned to Chen Yang and asked:
"Little Yang! You didn't get hurt by that scumbag, did you?"
Chen Yang replied with a grin:
"Thanks to the chivalrous Ning lady's intervention, my handsome appearance was spared!"
Ning Qiaoqian burst out laughing, pointing at Chen Yang and scolding him:
"Handsome my foot! You little brat!"
The still-shaken Su He blushed and walked over to Chen Yang... Standing before Chen Yang, Su He whispered, "Thank you, Chen Yang!"
After saying this, Su He looked at Chen Yang worriedly and said, "Chen Yang, you've offended these people today, so please be careful!"
"Xiao He, don't worry! Brother Qiang is here, isn't he?" Ning Qiaoqian smiled nonchalantly, then turned to Zhou Weiqiang behind her and said, "Brother Qiang has such a big reputation, he won't let Chen Yang suffer! Right, Brother Qiang?"
Ning Qiaoqian deliberately emphasized the last two words, "Brother Qiang," with a hint of teasing. Zhou Weiqiang smiled awkwardly, unsure how to respond. "Let's not talk about that anymore. Things will work out in the end, Su He, you don't need to worry too much," Chen Yang said, trying to smooth things over. "There are still so many guests here, let's tidy up the place first!"
Zhou Weiqiang breathed a sigh of relief and said repeatedly,
"Yes, yes, yes! Ahua! Get a few people to tidy up the place... Xue Chen, you guys continue the performance!"
Xue Chen, who was sitting by the stage in a daze, his face a little pale, heard Zhou Weiqiang's call and, feeling uneasy, quickly nodded and stood up. As he walked towards the microphone, he tripped over the microphone cord and almost fell.
Ahua also called over a few waiters, who quickly tidied up the messy scene. As the music started again, the atmosphere of revelry gradually returned. Fights and brawls are extremely common in bars; most customers have seen it all. Although tonight's fight was rather brutal, the patrons quickly forgot about it, swaying to the music, some continuing to drink and make merry, as if nothing had happened.
Back at the bar, Ning Qiaoqian saw that Su He was still shaken from the fright, and since she was soaking wet from the spilled drinks, she said with concern:
"Xiao He, why don't you go home early? Change your clothes, take a shower, get a good night's sleep, and everything will be fine when you wake up tomorrow!"
When Ning Qiaoqian said this, she acted as if she were the boss, completely disregarding Zhou Weiqiang's feelings. But Zhou Weiqiang, after hearing Ning Qiaoqian's words, wasn't angry at all. Instead, he echoed her sentiments:
"Yes! Xiao Su! You don't need to work tonight, go home and rest!"
Su He truly had no heart for work. Just thinking about Deng Qing's fierce and sinister gaze sent chills down her spine, and her frail body trembled slightly. Hearing her boss tell her to go home and rest, she obediently nodded and said:
"Thank you, Boss Zhou! Thank you, Sister Qian!"
Ning Qiaoqian glanced at Chen Yang, who was playing with a wine glass, and said:
"Little Yang! Can you do me a favor?"
Chen Yang quickly put down his glass and exaggeratedly said:
"Miss Ning, what do you need? Tell me! I'll go through fire and water for you!"
Ning Qiaoqian's charming... Wan Zhong rolled her eyes at Chen Yang, feigning anger, and said:
"Speak like a human! If you keep putting on airs, believe me, I'll slap you!"
Chen Yang immediately replied seriously:
"In human terms, Qian-jie, just tell me what you need! I'll definitely take care of it perfectly!"
Chen Yang's Northeastern accent, learned from Han Song, made the tense Su He cover her mouth and laugh. Ning Qiaoqian also chuckled, her previously tense face instantly blossoming like a flower. After laughing for a while, she said:
"Little Yang, help me take Xiao He back to school! It's not safe for her, a girl alone, to walk alone at night!"
Chen Yang quickly glanced at Su He, noticing her head slightly lowered and a blush on her face. Although she was a little shy, she didn't seem to object. So Chen Yang's eyes darted around, and he deliberately said,
"Oh, Sister Qian, I really can't help with this..."
Upon hearing this, Ning Qiaoqian raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes practically spitting fire, clearly annoyed by Chen Yang's rudeness. Su He, who had been secretly hoping for something, couldn't help but show a hint of disappointment.
Before Ning Qiaoqian could speak, Chen Yang continued,
"Because I was already asking Brother Qiang for leave to take Su He back to school, this is just my personal matter, not helping you..."
Chen Yang said that deliberately, just to amuse himself. After this incident, Chen Yang naturally didn't want Su He to go back to school alone. Although Deng Qing and his gang had their limbs broken and been thrown out of the bar by the mysterious men in black, there was no guarantee they wouldn't harbor resentment and cause trouble on the way back to school.
Sure enough, upon hearing Chen Yang's words, Ning Qiaoqian's expression immediately brightened, but at the same time, she mercilessly grabbed Chen Yang's ear again, saying fiercely:
"You brat! You've gotten bolder lately! Daring to tease me again and again!"
"No, Sister Qian!" Chen Yang cried out for mercy, "Pulling ears all the time is unladylike!"
"I'm not a lady!" Ning Qiaoqian pinched his ear a few more times before letting go, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and said, "I'll teach you to be naughty again!"
Su He's lips curled up slightly, revealing a shy smile. Watching Chen Yang joking with Ning Qiaoqian, she felt a warmth in her heart, and her restless mind suddenly felt much more at ease.
Zhou Weiqiang readily approved Chen Yang's request for leave. After changing their clothes, Su He and Chen Yang walked out of the bar side by side. Ning Qiaoqian watched their retreating figures, muttering to herself,
"You brat, you'd better seize this opportunity!"
After saying that, Ning Qiaoqian sat down at the bar, her mood inexplicably low. She stared at the cocktail bottle in front of her with a complicated expression, saying nothing.
Zhou Weiqiang sat alone on the sofa beside the bar, smoking silently. His underling, Ahua, approached and asked,
"Brother Qiang, Deng Qing wouldn't appear in our bar for no reason. Should I check it out?"
Zhou Weiqiang took a deep drag of his cigarette and said,
"No need! Deng Qing is finished!"
After saying that, his gaze fell on Ning Qiaoqian, who was staring blankly at the bar, a hint of awe in his eyes.