"Pah, scum, just look at you, acting all tough. Let's see just how capable you are. This is a society ruled by law, yet you dare to force yourself on a woman?"
Blonde Girl stiffened her body and gave Xiang Ming a vicious look.
"Damn," Xiang Ming muttered as his left hand poured out all the alcohol from the bottle. He then held the bottle upside down, striking a fighting pose. His actions immediately silenced the lively bar, with everyone turning to watch the unfolding drama.
Some people were clearly hoping to stir up more trouble, while women who had initially wanted to defend Blonde Girl chose to stay silent, keeping their distance, seeing Xiang Ming's aggressive behavior.
But Blonde Girl didn't take Xiang Ming seriously at all, turning to leave the scene. This, however, angered Xiang Ming, who lunged forward and pinned Blonde Girl to the bar, smashing several bottles of red wine in the process, drenching both of them.
Blonde Girl was now pinned to the bar in a disheveled state, unable to move despite her best efforts. With a trembling voice filled with rage, she shouted, "Bastard, animal!"
"Heh heh, go on, keep acting tough. I like you like this," he said, and then reached under Blonde Girl's skirt.
Blonde Girl screamed loudly, but her struggle was futile. The people in the bar, who had come to have a good time and didn't want to get involved, all turned a blind eye.
But my conscience and the education I received told me I couldn't be so numb. I followed my truest thoughts, grabbed a beer bottle, and strode towards that scumbag in disguise.
I only heard a "pong" as the bottle collided with a head. I admit I was too impulsive at the time. Blonde Girl had half her face pressed against the bar, but she still saw my bravery out of the corner of her eye, and her expression was one of surprise.
"Ruan Qi, are you f**king crazy?!" Xiang Ming pushed away the hand holding down Blonde Girl and groaned in pain, clutching his injured head.
"Damn it, they're rebelling! Brothers, beat him to death!" The speaker was one of the guys who had been drinking with us earlier, and one of them had a struggling skull tattooed on his arm, so he was probably a local bully.
As soon as he finished speaking, I was pounced on by five or six burly men and pinned to the ground. I quickly covered my head, curling up my body. But if I protected the front, I couldn't protect the back. My back was kicked hard, my shoulders were brutally pulled apart, and I was lifted up. The leader, the tattooed guy, gave me three hooks to the gut.
I couldn't help it and vomited a large mouthful of blood. Only then were they satisfied, throwing me on the ground like a dead dog. They then turned to Xiang Ming, who had just had his head cracked open, and helped him up.
"Damn it, Ruan Qi, we're no longer brothers. I misjudged you," Xiang Ming said, spitting at me. It landed right on my thigh.
I didn't feel anything at the time, but now, thinking back, it really disgusts me.
The people in the bar quickly returned to their previous lively state, drinking and dancing as before. No wonder the bar owner didn't come out to mediate immediately; he was probably used to it.
Since I'd been beaten and had coughed up some blood, there wasn't a part of me that didn't hurt.
"Hey, you pervert, you two have turned on each other?" The Blonde Girl, who had almost been molested by Xiang Ming, was the one speaking.
"Hey, are you not aware of the situation? I just saved your virginity."
"Heh, then I really have to thank you. But he won't get his way either." After saying that, the Blonde Girl took a fruit knife from the fruit plate in her right hand and waved it at me.
"Hey, Ruan Qi, are you still there? Why aren't you saying anything?" Yang Xiyun on the other end of the phone had obviously lost her patience a while ago. It was Yang Xiyun calling me repeatedly just now that pulled my thoughts out of the memory.
"Oh, oh, oh, I'm here, I'm here. What's wrong, Sister Xiyun?"
The voice on the other end of the phone, Yang Xiyun, seemed to be amused by my words. She finally said, "You haven't changed, still the same old you. I just asked if you wanted to grab a drink, why so much nonsense?"
I glanced at the Casio on my wrist. The time had long passed nine o'clock, when I got off work, and was now one-thirty in the morning. The art exhibition was still scheduled for nine-thirty tomorrow. If I drank with Yang Xiyun, I definitely wouldn't be going to work in the morning.
I paused before saying to Yang Xiyun on the phone, "Next time. You just got back to Shanghai anyway, there's plenty of time later."
"How boring." Before she finished speaking, Yang Xiyun hung up the phone. I smiled; the big sister was still the same.
For some reason, I suddenly felt sleepy. I must have been too tired from work. I quickened my pace up the stairs. Back at home, I took a quick shower and then fell heavily asleep in bed.
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