"So I say, men are like rotten cucumbers, unreliable. Once you put your heart out there, it’s too hard to reel it back in. If, by some miracle, you manage to get it back, you’ve gotta guard it with your life, you know? If you can’t keep it safe, the consequences could be even more tragic."
Elly Campbell listened quietly, as they both sipped their drinks, not knowing how much they had consumed, until they were both tipsy.
The bar was getting more crowded, and more men began to squeeze their way toward them.
"Why are you two beauties drinking so much? Drinking is harmful to your health. How about we keep you company and chat about life, huh?"
A few men of average build pushed their way next to them, their lecherous eyes bearing an aggressive look that was downright repulsive.
Elly furrowed her brow, while Helen Melendy got up from her chair.
Unsteady on her feet from drinking too much, she clutched the bar tightly and said to the men in front of her, "More disgusting men. Miss here doesn’t have time to chat with you scumbags. Beat it, now!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the group of men burst into laughter.
Bars were never the safest of places, and few dared to meddle in others’ affairs. So, even though some noticed that the two young and beautiful ladies were in trouble, no one was willing to step forward to help.
"Such a beautiful lady has quite the way with words, hahaha..."
"Isn’t that the truth? Those red lips, so tempting to just bite..."
One crude remark after another made Elly grimace. She wanted to grab Helen and leave, but just then, she heard a "bang—" as Helen smashed a bottle over the head of a middle-aged fat man in front of her.
"You shameless bastard, you think you’re worthy of flirting with me? Go take a good look at yourself in the mirror!"
Holding the broken bottle in her hand, Helen pointed at the men in front of her, cursing away.
Her action, of course, enraged the men before her. The middle-aged man who was hit leapt up, his forehead bleeding, and his furious face looked even more ferocious.
"You bitch, you dare to hit me? Let’s see if I don’t teach you a lesson."
He pointed to a few men nearby, "Grab her for me, I’ll teach her a lesson she won’t forget today!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Elly had already stepped in front of Helen. Both women, barely able to stand straight, lifted their feet and kicked at the men rushing towards them, sending them flying a good distance.
But because they were drunk, their strength wasn’t great, and after kicking the men away, they both fell to the ground.
"Men are all jerks. I’ll beat the hell out of you today!"
With that, she grabbed a bottle from a table nearby and charged at them.
"Elly, you’re awesome, beat them to a pulp, finish off these disgusting men..."
Helen clapped and cheered, then pulled out her phone and shouted at Elly, "Elly, wait, I’m calling for backup, we’ll see if they don’t get beaten to death."
She hastily dialed a string of numbers and made the call.
The phone was quickly answered, and before the person on the other end could speak, Helen shouted drunkenly, "Dylan, bring the guys to Starry Night Bar, these assholes are harassing me..."
The person on the other side had already hung up, but Helen seemed oblivious, continuing to rant into the phone.
The next second, she exclaimed in alarm, threw her phone aside, and charged at the men who were surrounding and beating Elly.