Fu Yubo’s blood rapidly stained his clothes, the shockingly bright red hurting everyone’s eyes.
Tang Qingzhong’s breathing became rapid, feeling his blood coursing faster through his body. In this moment, he thought, like the others, beyond the rage filling his chest, there was more fear and unease.
The threat of death loomed over him, almost causing him to turn and run.
Just then, a voice suddenly came to his ear, "Senior, when I turn off the lights, throw the bucket and ice water on those people at the same time."
The calm voice of a woman, accompanied by a composed and calm suggestion, gave Tang Qingzhong the reassurance he desperately needed. The fear that had almost taken over due to the anxiety of death suddenly had a glimmer of change.
Yes, if he ran now, abandoning the others, he might not get away. After those people killed the ones here, they would surely come after him, and how could he, alone against many, not be doomed?
What was most needed at this moment was for everyone to unite and face the crisis together.
Tang Qingzhong glanced over his shoulder, seeing Gu Nuan’s profile so strikingly cold.
Her face, seemingly untouched by the current events, exuded a true fearlessness that reached deep into others’ hearts.
Tang Qingzhong couldn’t admire her enough in his heart.
Such a woman was clearly stronger than any of them men, with a mental strength he couldn’t fathom where she had forged it.
Without hesitation, while those who had committed the stabbing were similarly disoriented, Tang Qingzhong and Gu Nuan exchanged a look, then swiftly sprang into action.
The lights in the private room suddenly went out with a snap.
Gu Nuan’s hand had abruptly pressed all the switches at the entrance.
At the same time, Tang Qingzhong grabbed the bucket of ice water that was by the door, intended for chilling beer, hoisted it up, and threw it at the violent criminals.
The bone-chilling assault rained down in the darkness, and with the sudden change in light, those people were indeed caught off guard, tumbling into panic and shouting, "Who, who is it?!"
Gu Nuan charged into the private room, having already aimed for where her companions were, and called out in a low voice, "Keep running straight ahead—"
Zhong Qiaohui, Li Changzhi, and Xiaoliu, who had been stunned, snapped out of it and began running in the direction she was shouting.
As for Xiaoliu and Wa Zicong, who had been drunk, they too suddenly sobered up. The two men approached Gu Nuan’s voice, helping to lift the injured Fu Yubo on each side.
Thereafter, the group made a swift retreat toward the entrance.
After throwing the ice water, Tang Qingzhong took up a position to watch at the door, pointing to the right for his escaping companions, "Go that way, there’s a back door."
Gu Nuan was the last to retreat from the private room, at the same time pulling the door closed behind her, and using Tang Qingzhong’s tie and her own scarf, she wrapped them around the door handle and an ornamental iron bar near the entrance, tying several tight knots.
Tang Qingzhong helped her pull hard on the door.
Inside, the criminals, disoriented by the ice water, came to their senses and intended to rush to the door in the dark, not realizing that with the door Gu Nuan had closed, they had fallen into pitch blackness. They groped around in the private room for a while, and when they found the door, they couldn’t open it by pulling on the handle.
By the time they had kicked and smashed the door open, the corridor connected to the private room was already empty.
Gu Nuan and the others didn’t exit through the main entrance of the KTV, thinking that this group might be colluding with the KTV. Otherwise, the KTV’s security wouldn’t have ignored these people coming in with knives.
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