Hua Meimei's cheeks were slightly flushed and her eyes were a little blurry, obviously she was a little drunk.

The man in the flowered shirt that she pushed away didn't get angry but laughed instead. He reeked of alcohol and tried to stick to her like a slippery loach.

"The beauty is quite strong."

She dodged to the side and the man missed.

Another man couldn't wait to pull up his sweater sleeves and said, "Take her to an empty private room."

People outside can't hear anything going on in the toilet.

Deafening music played in the dimly lit box, and people had to shout at the top of their lungs to speak.

If they really took her to a deserted place, one can imagine what would happen next.

At the beginning of the year, the original owner had the idea of ​​learning Taekwondo in order to protect himself.

Unfortunately, I didn’t stick with it and gave up after attending a few classes.

The original owner didn't learn it well, but still retained some basic essentials of the movements in his memory.

It was obvious that these two men were from wealthy families. The clothes and watches they wore were extremely expensive.

Perhaps before they met Hua Meimei, they had done something similar and finally settled everything with money.

However, Blossomberry would not let them do whatever they wanted.

When the man in the flowered shirt reached out to grab her, she grabbed his arm and threw him hard over her shoulder.

The man in the flowered shirt curled up on the ground, shivering in pain.

Seeing this, another accomplice, the sweater man, rushed over to hug her, but she kicked a nearby trash can, hitting him squarely in the face.

The other person covered his face and squatted on the ground, howling like a ghost, with blood flowing from his nose. "Oh my god, this woman..."

The man in the flowered shirt had recovered by now, crawled over and grabbed her left ankle, trying to hug her legs and knock her down.

How could she possibly give him a chance? She raised her other foot and stomped hard on his head.

The man in the sweater, who was covering his face, heard his friend's screams and saw through the slits of his eyes that his friend's head was bouncing back and forth between her high heels and the floor.

The man in the sweater was terrified and knew that he had met a difficult girl, so he ran away without paying attention to his friends' calls for help.

"May I have your name?"

The man under her feet gradually lost the strength to shout. Hua Meimei stopped, squatted down and grabbed the hair of the man in the flowered shirt.

"I... I..." The man in the flowered shirt was about the same age as her, but he couldn't beat her, and he felt like a deflated ball.

"I asked - what's your name?" She grabbed his hair more tightly and forced him to look up.

His chin and forehead were bleeding from being stepped on.

Blood ran down my cheeks and into my neck. My head felt dizzy.

The man in the flowered shirt was terrified, "Will I die?"

"You won't die. I'm controlling the strength." Hua Meimei burped, and the smell of alcohol came out.

Controlling the force, and being so cruel. If he didn't control the force, his life would be in danger...

This is the first time I've encountered a tough guy today.

"Thirds of a time, that's all. My patience is limited. Tell me, what's your name?" She said in a fierce tone.

"My name is He Dalang." He answered in a low voice.

"What's the name of your friend who ran away?"

"He...his name is Wang Zheng."

"I'll remember you. If you dare to tease girls again, it won't just be a simple matter of bleeding today."

She pinched He Dalang's chin and warned him fiercely.

He Dalang looked at her beautiful face with a fierce look in her eyes and felt horrified. It turned out that the more beautiful a woman is, the sharper her thorns are.

"Remember?" she asked.

He Dalang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

She clapped her hands, stood up, and went to wash her hands again.

He Dalang lay on the ground, not daring to move. His head hurt so much that he couldn't move for a while.

Suddenly, a hurried figure ran in from the toilet door.

After washing her hands, she was about to go out when she ran into the man who broke in.

Almost bumped into each other.

She smelled a pleasant scent on him, like the fragrance of pine in the snow in winter.

It was the first time that Luo Jiuyu was so close to her. He looked down and saw her cheeks flushed from being drunk.

She squinted her half-drunk eyes and asked, "Why is the creditor here?"

She thought she was quite drunk and was hallucinating?

When he saw that she was safe and sound, his expression quickly calmed down, but he still couldn't hide his previous panic.

She sidled past him and walked out of the bathroom.

Luo Jiuyu tilted his head to look at He Dalang who was getting up from the ground, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

He recognized He Dalang, the son of the He catering company.

This man was idle all day, squandering his family's money. He bought his university degree and changed girlfriends more frequently than he changed clothes.

The wounds and blood on He Dalang's body shocked Luo Jiuyu.

Hua Meimei, a weak woman, was able to defeat He Dalang, who was a head taller than her.

It turns out that Wang Zheng did not lie.

He underestimated her.

Amo had just come out of the box where he had interrogated Wang Zheng and hurriedly chased after him.

He rushed into the bathroom and rolled up his sleeves, wanting to help beat someone up, but the scene in front of him stunned him.

"What's going on?" Amo asked Luo Jiuyu, "Did you fight? You finished so quickly, why didn't you wait for me?"

He Dalang huddled in a corner in fear, so terrified that his crotch was soaked.

Luo Jiuyu turned and walked outside, patting Ah Mo's shoulder. "Do you recognize him? Within three days, I want to see news that He's catering company has closed down."

"Oh, okay..." Amo noticed something was wrong and looked left and right, "Where's Blossomberry?"

"Let's go." Luo Jiuyu said as he walked out of the men's restroom.

Outside the box door, through a round piece of glass, Luo Jiuyu saw Hua Meimei holding a beer bottle and drinking it in the box.

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