"You all think you’re so tough? Try acting tough with me one more time, I dare you!" a garishly dressed young woman snapped coldly.
"Who are you calling a cheap slut?" Zhao Ling’er retorted with her hands on her hips.
"Talking about you!" the garish woman retorted.
"Hmm, I know you’re a cheap slut, born to be trashy! Either a dirty snitch or a green tea bitch!" Zhao Ling’er cursed.
"Fuck! You actually dare to curse at me?" the garish woman raged.
"Are you retarded? My mouth’s on my face, why wouldn’t I dare to curse you? Do you think you’re made of gold?" Zhao Ling’er continued cursing.
"You’re asking for it! I’m going to tear that mouth apart!" the garish woman barked furiously.
Zhao Ling’er’s hand flew out, landing a heavy slap, followed by a kick to her stomach, sending her tumbling to the ground.
"Skank, keep your mouth clean," Zhao Ling’er said coldly.
"Fuck! You actually dare to hit me, I’ll make you pay with your life!" the garish woman said, her face twisted with fury.
She scrambled up from the ground and clung to the arm of a burly man with a tiger’s build.
"Brother Xiong, this little slut is bullying me! You must stand up for me!" the garish woman pleaded.
"Yeah, baby, don’t worry, I’ll get justice for you," Brother Xiong replied.
Letting go of the garish woman, he coldly smirked as he and his five lackeys circled around.
Their eyes burned with lust and malice as they gazed at Zhao Ling’er and Wang Mengmeng behind her.
It was as if they wanted nothing more than to pounce on them and execute them on the spot.
"Little sister, you’ve got quite an attitude, bullying my woman," Brother Xiong said with a sly smirk.
"That’s bullshit! It was clearly her who broke my phone first, picking on us," Wang Mengmeng exclaimed angrily.
"Hmph! You broke your phone yourself and then had the nerve to frame my woman, and even hit her. Tell me, how do you plan on settling this debt?" Brother Xiong sneered.
"You’re twisting the facts! So unreasonable!" Wang Mengmeng shouted.
"Yeah! I am twisting the facts and being unreasonable — what are you going to do about it, bite me?" Brother Xiong taunted arrogantly.
"Arguing with someone who doesn’t give a shit is pointless." Just as Wang Mengmeng was about to continue, Zhao Ling’er pulled her back.
"Little sister, you’ve got keen insight! I, Brother Xiong, am always reasonable. Just agree to one condition, and I’ll let tonight’s incident slide," Brother Xiong bragged as he puffed on his cigarette.
"Let’s hear it," Zhao Ling’er said, narrowing her eyes.
She had already spotted her two buddies approaching and believed that Zhang Xiaohao would soon arrive.
"You have to let tonight’s incident go unmentioned," Brother Xiong declared smugly.
"Come here," Zhao Ling’er said with a coquettish laugh, motioning with her little finger.
"Haha!" Brother Xiong laughed heartily, stepping forward with fervor.
At the same time, he reached out toward Zhao Ling’er’s smooth, tender face.
"Oh!" Just as Brother Xiong reached Zhao Ling’er, she swiftly landed a kick right in his groin.
Brother Xiong inhaled a sharp breath of pain, large beads of cold sweat dripping to the floor as he clutched his crotch, writhing in agony.
"Kneel down for me!" Zhao Ling’er snorted coldly.
Her boot violently kicked Brother Xiong’s head, knocking him to the ground.
"Ah! Brother Xiong, are you okay?" the garish woman gasped, rushing over to help him up from the ground.
"Motherfucker! You little slut, you actually dare to hit me, I’m going to fuck you up! Come on, get them," Brother Xiong roared.
His five underlings sneered, rubbing their hands together, closing in on Zhao Ling’er and Wang Mengmeng.
"Ling’er, are you guys okay?" Just then, Zhao Ling’er’s other two best friends hurried over.
"Oh wow! Two more little sisters have arrived."
"Haha! Now we can really have some fun."
The five thugs coldly sneered, their fists flew out, striking towards the four girls including Zhao Ling’er.
"What kind of skill is it to bully women? It’s simply a disgrace to men," a mocking voice suddenly rang out.
In the time it took to speak, Zhang Xiaohao arrived with Zhou Xiaoshi.
"Ah! Honey, you’re here!" Upon seeing Zhang Xiaohao, Zhao Ling’er rushed up to him.
Clasping Zhang Xiaohao’s arm, she said, "Honey, they bullied me!"
"It’s you!" Wang Mengmeng was startled, her eyes wide with surprise.
"Yeah, it’s me! What a coincidence, we meet again," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
He hadn’t expected to bump into Wang Mengmeng here.
"Bastard! You actually lied to me!" Wang Mengmeng exclaimed angrily. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✦𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✦𝓷𝓮𝓽
"What did I lie to you about?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, confused.
"You have the nerve to ask! Didn’t you say it would be once a week? Almost a month has passed, and my injury hasn’t acted up yet. What’s up with that?" Wang Mengmeng demanded.
"That’s good news! It means my treatment worked in one go. Aren’t you happy?" Zhang Xiaohao countered.
He secretly wiped a bead of cold sweat from his forehead, thinking he had bluffed his way through.
"Is that really the case?" Wang Mengmeng asked skeptically.
"Yeah!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
"Do you know each other?" Zhao Ling’er asked, doubtful.
"Sort of! She’s a patient of mine," Zhang Xiaohao explained casually.
Wang Mengmeng didn’t say anything, but she was fuming inside!
Is that what you call ’sort of knowing’ each other?
"Oh," Zhao Ling’er blinked, tactfully not prying further.
"Damn! Do you take us for air?" one of the thugs roared angrily.
"Eh! How did you know." Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.
"You little punk are seeking death! Tonight, you’ll walk in standing up but leave lying down."
"Yes! I agree with that, hand over your stuff, and we’ll call it even for tonight," Zhang Xiaohao nodded in agreement.
Before the thug could finish, Zhang Xiaohao swung a heavy slap across his face.
Knocking him to the ground.
His fists shot out, violently smashing into the faces of the remaining four, knocking them to the ground as well.
All five lost their front teeth, blood streaked across their faces, and they howled in agony, clutching their jaws.
Zhang Xiaohao calmly dusted off his hands and walked towards Brother Xiong.
"Ah! Don’t mess around! I warn you, my big brother is the big boss of First-class Hall. If you dare to mess with me, you won’t end well," Brother Xiong cried out in panic.
"The big boss of First-class Hall?" Zhang Xiaohao said coolly.
"What’s the matter? Little punk, are you scared?" Brother Xiong said smugly.
"Sorry! The word ’scared’ has never been in my dictionary," Zhang Xiaohao stated frankly.