Chapter 54 Xie Liang, for the first time ever, received a call from the police station…
But does he seem like the type to give up easily?
Ren Ziwei pressed his advantage, sticking close to Jiang Miaomiao. "Sister Miao, do you really not need me to go with you to Le Ding Bar tonight? Even if you have superhuman strength, you're still a woman. Going to a bar alone could easily lead to trouble."
Jiang Miaomiao brushed the hand away again, saying, "Men and women are different."
Ren Ziwei put her hands on her hips and said, "I'm willing to be your sister for a day."
Jiang Miaomiao choked up for a moment, "How can your 'spirit of self-sacrifice' for mere spectators be so strong?"
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At 10 p.m., the city's nightlife begins.
The lights at Le Ding Bar are dazzlingly bright.
The atmosphere gradually warmed up.
A young bartender wearing a number tag No. 10 on his chest brought a plate of fruit and some liquor to booth A201. "Miss Jiang, please enjoy your meal."
"If Miss Jiang is here, why can't Young Master Ren?" Ren Ziwei said sourly, picking up the bottle and blurting out, "This cheap stuff with repackaged liquor costs no more than fifty yuan to produce, yet it's being sold here for five thousand yuan a bottle? It's even more of a rip-off than my second-generation bar!"
Jiang Miaomiao gestured for the smirking bartender to leave and ignore him, saying, "We're also unscrupulous merchants, is this some kind of business rivalry?"
Ren Ziwei said indignantly, "But I'm so jealous. To be able to open a bar in a location like this, you must be incredibly well-connected in both the legitimate and underworld circles!"
"Oh yeah," Jiang Miaomiao suddenly realized, "Then I should be a little jealous too."
Ren Ziwei's pupils dilated in shock: "You brought a thermos to the bar? What are you drinking?"
Then, he suddenly realized and covered his face, screaming, "Did you bring concentrated sulfuric acid to splash on Song Xiyan?"
Jiang Miaomiao rolled her eyes at her.
Ren Ziwei continued to act like a drama queen, saying, "Of ten romance novels, four are about the heroine being splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid, three are about the heroine being drugged and sent to the wrong bed, two are about the heroine running away while pregnant, and one is about the heroine not using her brain. And you perfectly fit the characteristics of the vicious female supporting character next to the heroine."
What are the chances of successfully splashing it?
"zero!"
"Oh," she replied perfunctorily.
Ren Ziwei clicked his tongue and said, "Use your brain to think about it. Being splashed with sulfuric acid is equivalent to being disfigured. How could an ugly woman be the female lead? Every time, the ending has to be that the villainous female supporting character gets splashed back, or the male lead appears in time to block the sulfuric acid with his eight-pack abs and long trench coat. At worst, it just so happens that it rains and dilutes the concentrated sulfuric acid, turning danger into safety."
"No, that's not right," Jiang Miaomiao questioned. "Wouldn't being exposed to concentrated sulfuric acid and then raining make the corrosion even faster? How did they manage to escape danger?"
Ren Ziwei was taken aback. "Why?"
Jiang Miaomiao looked at this academically challenged student with disdain, "Use your brain too! Concentrated sulfuric acid releases a lot of heat when diluted with water, which is even more dangerous!"
“…Uh.” Ren Ziwei strategically changed the subject, “So what exactly is in your thermos?”
"The goji berries are soaked in warm water using the Yan family's secret recipe." Jiang Miaomiao sighed.
She didn't want to, but Yan Yousui insisted on giving it to her before going on his night shift, and even told her to be home and asleep before midnight. This "daughter of a wealthy family" was truly worried sick about her.
"So you and that doctor are serious?"
Do I look like the kind of scum who plays with people's feelings?
There's a generation gap every three years, and he's not the only one who thinks there's a ten-fold age gap between Jiang Miaomiao and Yan Yousui. Jiang Miaomiao is like a child prodigy!
Jiang Miaomiao continued to sip the goji berry water that Dr. Yan had prepared, her face expressionless.
The goji berry water was piping hot, sour with a hint of bitterness, and also had a strange saltiness.
Yan San Sui's specialty products are truly unique.
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The music on the dance floor changed one song after another.
After twenty minutes of waiting, the scene still hadn't started, and Ren Ziwei impatiently complained again: "Your character sketch says Song Xiyan will come to Le Ding Bar, but how sure are you? Even if she does come, it'll be pitch black or beams of light will be shining randomly, how are we going to find her?"
The woman in the red tank top and super sexy low-waisted shorts, with a seductive figure like a snake, who made the whole audience go wild, was none other than Song Xiyan!
With a casual gesture, a wink, or a whiff of a kiss, Song Xiyan elicited screams of surprise wherever she went.
"Tsk tsk, she really is a beauty." Ren Ziwei scoffed. "It's a pity she's not very bright and has ruined a great hand! The Song family is so powerful and wealthy. Now that they've finally outlived the older generation, the middle and younger generations are vying for a place. But she's just as ambitious, yet she's targeting outsiders, saying that conquering men will allow her to conquer the empire they've built... Hey, you guys who've returned from overseas, your thinking is still so bizarre?"
Jiang Miaomiao's eyes held a hint of sarcasm: "I'm not the same kind of person as her. Climbing to the top by relying on men, even if you win, it's a shameful victory."
Ren Ziwei nodded perfunctorily, "So what are you planning to do here tonight?"
"Let's see how it goes first."
"She's using He Peixue to get you, aren't you going to wait and see?"
“I didn’t intend to get involved with her beforehand, so I didn’t bother to learn about her. Now that she’s flirting with me…” Jiang Miaomiao shrugged, “I shouldn’t act rashly until I can come up with a way that won’t break the law or harm anyone.”
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In the center of the dance floor, Song Xiyan finally got tired of dancing. She casually chose a handsome young man to lean on as she stepped off the stage, and walked back to her booth amidst the cheers and whistles of the welcoming crowd. The booth already had four men and two women; the center seat was empty, waiting for her.
Because she was so dazzling on the dance floor, people kept coming up to chat her up.
But Song Xiyan is obsessed with looks.
She treated people differently based on their status, and most ordinary men left with unpleasant looks.
Of course, some people, taking advantage of their drunkenness, try to forcefully strike up a conversation.
But who is Song Xiyan? She casually smashed a cup, and the two people in the next booth stood up to support her, each of them acting aggressively.
"It's definitely not advisable to act rashly." Ren Ziwei, still shaken, clung to the back of the chair, concealing himself. "What's your strongest fighting ability?"
"I can take on four weaklings at once, but I run away when I encounter a master." Jiang Miaomiao was very honest. She had a miniature camera in her hand at some point, and it was unclear when she started recording.
She aimed at Song Xiyan and was surprised to find that the other woman's slender waist was partially exposed, revealing half a red rose.
The camera then focused on the shyly concealed red rose, zooming in for three seconds.
Ren Ziwei noticed her actions and realized she was about to unleash a powerful move, but the phrase "run away when facing a master" was too subtle, causing him to subconsciously pull out his phone and frantically send large red envelopes to various WeChat groups of close friends.
His intuition told him that even if Jiang Miaomiao was a good fighter, she wouldn't protect him in a crucial moment! He needed to find reinforcements!
Sure enough, Song Xiyan spotted them quickly. She grinned and gave orders to the puppy beside her, while glaring fiercely at Jiang Miaomiao, as if afraid others wouldn't know she was plotting against them. The puppy, meanwhile, fawned and nodded, its eyes also filled with malice as it looked at Jiang Miaomiao.
After the two finished speaking, the puppy couldn't wait to call its two companions to get up and come over.
Seeing their menacing appearance, Ren Ziwei warned in a low voice, "Jiang Miaomiao, my gang hasn't arrived yet. You'd better be able to take on four of them by yourself!"
"Fighting is uncivilized. As long as I can outrun you, that's fine." Jiang Miaomiao continued to sip her piping hot goji berry water.
Ren Ziwei: "..."
The three men were right in front of them in the blink of an eye, each with a lewd and cunning look in their eyes, as if they wanted everyone to know that they were full of evil intentions.
The young man in the lead was good-looking, but his effeminate demeanor lacked righteousness, revealing a somewhat unpleasant, sarcastic tone: "Miss Jiang, why are you all alone here? Are you short of men?"
"Are you blind? Am I not a man standing here?" Ignored, Ren Ziwei retorted on the spot, only to be shoved aside by the remaining two accomplices who sat down on either side of him.
Ren Ziwei, who suddenly collapsed onto the cold floor tiles, stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "What the hell! Can't men fight for seats in a more manly way?"
Jiang Miaomiao chuckled: "Handsome, if Song Xiyan is looking for trouble, let her come over here herself."
The young man scoffed, laughing at her for not being worthy: "Wouldn't it be better if we came here ourselves to keep Miss Jiang company and give you some fun?"
Jiang Miaomiao didn't care, but said, "She asked you to take action, so the nature of the matter changed. It's no longer just a small issue of us women fighting over a man."
The puppies didn't understand, nor were they interested in understanding. "Miss Song took pity on you and let me have some fun with you. Miss Jiang, you better not refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a penalty shot!"
He waved to the passing bartender, beckoning him to bring over two more dozen beers.
It was that bartender, number 10, again. "How many bottles of wine would you like, sir?"
"Two dozen, twenty-four bottles!" The young man wrapped his arms around Jiang Miaomiao's sides, his expression both suggestive and threatening. "If Miss Jiang can't hold her liquor, begging us brothers won't be a problem, hahaha."
Sensing something was wrong, the bartender turned to Jiang Miaomiao and asked, "Do you need my help?"
She raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.
The bartender replied, "The boss always tells me to keep a close eye on things, otherwise how could I possibly sell a drink that costs 50 yuan to make for 5,000 yuan?"
Jiang Miaomiao raised her hand in approval. The owner of a bar in such a prime location was indeed remarkable; other ordinary bars would have ignored it long ago.
But the young man didn't expect the bartender to dare to argue with him? He directly shoved him while cursing, "I told you to set up the banquet, so hurry up and do it. What are you talking about? Get out of here, or I'll make you regret it!"
"Sir, our boss also said that if a customer leaves an employee with uneaten food, it's considered a work injury, and the bicycle they use to commute can be traded for a Maserati! So, are you going to help me get rich?"
"..."
The puppy and his accomplices shouted, "Damn it! All that whining, you're asking for it, you bastards!"
Someone impatiently smashed a bottle and overturned the table. The short bartender secretly stood on tiptoe, his eyes gleaming as he confirmed, "So you guys are really going to cause trouble, right?"
"right!"
"Okay, this is a free gift from our store!" The bartender excitedly slammed the remaining fruit platter in his hand directly onto the puppy's face. The force was so great that it crooked the puppy's nose, which had just been heavily repaired.
"Please remember to give me a five-star review next time, and welcome back!" The bartender turned around, made a heart shape with his hands towards Jiang Miaomiao, and then ran away in the chaos.
Before she could even throw the goji berry water at someone, Jiang Miaomiao uttered two words after a long pause: "Talent."
"Grab him! Don't let him get away!" The young man, furious, wiped his face and yelled at his brothers to chase after him, completely forgetting about Jiang Miaomiao. But the dance floor was dark and crowded, and the bartender who had smashed the person's clothes had disappeared somewhere.
They finally caught one person who wasn't innocent, but the people wearing the bar's clothes weren't innocent either.
The three men, in a fit of rage, started beating each other indiscriminately.
The bartender, who was inexplicably ganged up on, couldn't stand it. Unable to defeat the three of them one-on-one, he immediately shouted for help.
When someone caused trouble, the other bartenders rushed over.
The dance floor, where demons danced wildly, instantly turned into a chaotic mess of fighting.
In a chaotic melee, things only get more chaotic the more you fight!
Jiang Miaomiao watched helplessly as the blame was shifted eastward, and resentfully withdrew the goji berry salt water that she couldn't "legitimately" throw out. Wait a minute, no rush! Seeing that the little puppy was too busy fighting to remember the important matter, Song Xiyan finally came over herself and, without saying a word, started insulting him.
Very good, very good. Jiang Miaomiao quickly splashed the hot goji berry water out.
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Ren Ziwei, who had been hiding behind the booth, would occasionally peek out to observe the chaotic scene around him.
He frantically pressed his phone, his head down, and endured eight minutes of anxious waiting before finally receiving a belated reply in the group chat: "We've arrived at the gate."
The bar was too dark, and the fighting inside had become so intense that it was impossible to tell who was who. Four young men who had rushed over stood at the door, watching Ren Ziwei hunch over, clutching his head, and letting out a dry wail without tears: "You're finally here! If you hadn't come, your dad would have been beaten up."
“Yes, didn’t you beg your father to come and protect you, my dear son?” Another man of similar age, wearing a white long T-shirt that you could see anywhere but with a nonchalant air, chimed in.
The third person habitually reached up and touched the bridge of his nose, only to find it hollow. He realized he'd specifically changed his contact lenses for the fight. But, "How come I can't tell how many groups are fighting?"
The fourth person didn't say anything, but excitedly rolled up his sleeves. It didn't matter who he fought, as long as there was a fight!
"Now is not the time to talk about seniority. Let's hurry up and see if my sister Miao will be disfigured." Ren Ziwei changed the subject again and quickly led them to the booth.
He had just escaped when he happened to witness Jiang Miaomiao splashing hot water on Song Xiyan, and he knew what a bloody scene would follow.
However, to his disappointment, Jiang Miaomiao was being a bit modest, because she was almost finished fighting.
There weren't many truly capable fighters on Song Xiyan's side. The only ones were the three little puppies she had ordered to cause trouble at the beginning. The rest were all talk and no action, not even as good as a wooden dummy. They were all used by Jiang Miaomiao as warm-ups.
It's not uncommon for women to fight, but it's rare for women to fight in a way that involves pulling hair, ripping clothes, and rolling on the ground!
Ren Ziwei and his four brothers sat down on the sofa, dumbfounded. While eating sunflower seeds, they raised their hands to vote on Jiang Miaomiao's final move of swinging her right arm and smashing the thermos bottle with her left hand.
Five, five, five, five, five. A perfect score of five. Jiang Miaomiao advances.
"Where the hell did he go?" The puppy, who was flailing about on the dance floor, was still determined to find the person who had ruined his nose.
A deafening roar resounded, the sound amplified through the microphone and lingered in all directions.
The commotion on the dance floor instantly stopped, and everyone instinctively looked over.
Just then, a bartender bent down and ran past the DJ booth. Half a second earlier, he had heard the shout and reflexively stood up, his head hitting something on the spot. But that didn't matter. He looked around and shouted back, "Who was calling me? Who was calling me?"
No one responded immediately.
He wanted to run forward. After all, he had called the police, and they would arrive in three minutes, so he had to turn on all the fluorescent lights in advance to welcome them.
“You…look…up…” A baring voice suddenly came from above, guiding him.
Looking up from the small bar, a metal tray was wobbling and landing at its feet.
The iron plate hit the puppy squarely in the face, completely flattening his already crooked nose and smashing his forehead, nose, and lips into the same plane.
The three-dimensional face turned into a two-dimensional one, and even the bartender gasped: "Customer, please bear with it, I'll call an ambulance for you right away."
The puppy let out a pitiful scream, its face contorted in pain.
The screams were more than just heart-wrenching; they literally blew the sound system off its tracks.
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Xie Liang always went to bed early and got up early.
It was late at night, and he was fast asleep. For the first time in his life, he received a call from the police station demanding he come to ransom six people!
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