Inside the bar.
"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? Don't you know what a pathetic wretch you look like? And you're still barking like a dog, it sounds awful!"
"Are you looking for death? You're spewing filth and have no manners. Get out of here! I feel ashamed to be in this bar with you!"
"Let's have a sparring session, I'll give you a handicap with one hand!"
A group of men who came to the bar to pick up women started arguing over a stunning young white-collar worker.
Two hot-tempered young men even rolled up their sleeves to practice.
This has drawn a lot of attention.
However, due to the noisy environment inside the bar, not many people paid attention to it, and only a few scattered people came over to watch.
At that moment, while the group was arguing, a hand reached out and touched the young white-collar worker's small, pert buttocks.
The owner of the hand was a short, middle-aged man who grinned smugly upon seeing this.
But the smile didn't last long before it froze on his face.
Before that hand even got close, a large hand grabbed his wrist.
"Which one is small... Ah!"
He realized that his wrist was being grabbed, and he was unable to move forward or backward or break free. He immediately looked up along the large hand's arm and was about to shout angrily.
But the next moment, a scream came from his mouth, because the big hand exerted force so hard that his wrist was almost dislocated!
"roll!"
Zhuang Wen gave a low shout, his eyes sharp, and flung the man away.
"ah!"
The man bumped into the edge of the bar and nearly fainted from the pain.
The others were startled by this turn of events and quickly stopped arguing, all turning to look at Zhuang Wen.
Zhuang Wen's face was cold, his body was straight, and his whole body was full of inexhaustible power.
He stepped forward and pushed the two people blocking his way out.
"Where did this brat come from? Get out of here!"
One of them, realizing he had been pushed aside, glared angrily at Zhuang Wen.
But what greeted him was a large hand that covered his face.
Snap!
Zhuang Wen's grip was incredibly strong, but he didn't use his full strength, holding back his hand. Yet, he still managed to make the man spin around in place, his face instantly turning red and swollen.
"ah!"
The man screamed and collapsed to the ground, clutching his face, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and several teeth loose.
"You little brat, don't you want your life... your life... cough cough... spare me, hero!"
The other person was furious and was about to speak when Zhuang Wen grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up in mid-air.
"Please, please let go..."
The man struggled desperately but couldn't break free; his face turned blood red.
Zhuang Wen's extraordinary performance not only terrified him, but also stunned everyone present.
It's truly unbelievable that such a slender and tall body could possess such terrifying strength!
Many beautiful eyes gleamed with admiration as they looked at Zhuang Wen with growing fondness.
Zhuang Wen casually flicked his wrist, and the man flew backward, almost landing on his backside. He didn't dare say a word and slunk away.
The others exchanged glances, their faces filled with terror, and they all backed away.
"Brother, you can have it."
"She belongs to you tonight, we won't fight over her."
Have a pleasant and wonderful evening.
These people spread their hands and said this.
Then, they all retreated and disappeared into the crowd.
Seeing this, Zhuang Wen did not continue the pursuit.
He went straight to the young white-collar worker, sat on a high stool, and quietly watched the young white-collar worker struggle to stand up, his arms supporting him on the bar.
He did not help the young office worker up.
Since he already knew that bars were a mixed bag of people, and that drinking there and getting drunk was dangerous, he still insisted on doing it, getting himself completely intoxicated. There was nothing he could do about it.
He wouldn't have bothered with it if the system hadn't assigned him the task.
While her drunken state was largely due to being forced to drink by several men who were trying to pick her up, it was also something she brought upon herself.
In two words: He deserved it.
That's what Zhuang Wen thought.
He sat there, calmly watching the young white-collar worker struggle without making any move; his back was straight, and he exuded charm.
"Hey bro, you were so cool just now! How about buying me a drink? I'm free tonight, so we can go out together."
"Handsome boy, I've got my eye on you. How about being my boyfriend?"
"Little brother, this little sister is too inexperienced. She doesn't know anything. You'll only be at a disadvantage if you go with her! Come with me instead. My family is rich, and I have a huge bed!"
"Young man, have a drink with your aunt. I have a company at home, but I'm too lonely, especially at night. Can you cheer me up?"
"Don't let my age fool you, I'll guarantee you happiness! Why don't you give me a try?"
At this moment, all sorts of charming girls swayed their hips, flaunted their figures, and walked over, their voices full of profanity and teasing.
These women were dressed beautifully, with different temperaments, such as seductive, charming, innocent, mature, shy, or alluring. But they all had one thing in common: they almost all held a glass of wine in their hands and claimed that they wanted to drink with Zhuang Wen and spend the lonely night together.
This scene made many men look jealous.
However, many men also showed admiration for Zhuang Wen, because Zhuang Wen's actions just now were indeed brave and fierce.
"He's good-looking, has a good physique, and most importantly, his brave performance just now was a big plus, which is why so many pretty girls are trying to chat him up."
"I'm so envious of him having so many girls around him, and he can choose which ones to pick. I wish I could be like that."
Some people expressed their envy.
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