Chapter 7: The Pretty Young Lady

Chapter 7: The Pretty Young Lady

The Little Fatty never expected The Ponytail Girl to be even more formidable and domineering than himself, actually striking first. Thus, he tragically took a beer bottle to the head.

Bang!

The beer bottle shattered, shards flying, and The Little Fatty's head was bleeding from the impact.

For a moment, screams filled The Bar, and everyone's focus was on The Ponytail Girl and The Little Fatty.

Of course, The Ponytail Girl became the absolute protagonist, because almost no one expected such a clear-faced girl to be so fierce.

"You… you actually dared to hit me?"

The Little Fatty touched his head, and after finding his hand covered in blood, he lunged forward, intending to attack The Ponytail Girl.

"Still want a beating?"

But unexpectedly, The Ponytail Girl, as if by magic, produced another beer bottle in her hand.

As the saying goes, 'once bitten by a snake, one fears a well rope for ten years.' Having been hit by a bottle earlier, The Little Fatty hesitated to advance for a moment, yet he was unwilling to give up. For a time, the two faced off.

"Little girl, do you know who you just hit?"

At this moment, a Effeminate Man walked over, flicked his wrist, and said mysteriously to The Ponytail Girl, "Brother Hu is Brother Wei's nephew. You… you still haven't kowtowed to Brother Hu, otherwise… otherwise, you'll regret it."

"You dead Sissy, stop pretending to be a tiger by borrowing a fox's might. Get lost, or I'll crack your head open too." The Ponytail Girl threatened. She didn't know any Brother Wei and dismissed the Sissy's words as idle chatter.

"Brother Hu, let's go. This little hussy is too fierce… she's really terrifying…" The Sissy looked at The Little Fatty with a bloody head, saying somewhat fearfully.

"Dare to tell me your name? I'll settle this score with you properly." The Little Fatty pointed at The Ponytail Girl. He was alone with only the Sissy by his side, so he had no chance of winning a fight and decided to retreat.

"You're not worthy of knowing." The Ponytail Girl sneered.

"This is the first time I've met such an arrogant woman. Don't think that not telling me your name will solve anything. As long as you're in Feiyun City, or even in Dianxi Province, you won't escape my grasp."

The Little Fatty left with that harsh threat and the Effeminate Man.

The farce ended there. The Ponytail Girl continued drinking as if nothing had happened, but as she drank, her expression was slightly melancholic.

"This girl is quite unique, but with such a personality, she might easily suffer in society."

Zhou Lang thought. Although he was a university student with little worldly experience, he knew that The Little Fatty called "Brother Hu," having been beaten by The Ponytail Girl, would definitely not let the matter rest.

"If this girl doesn't leave, she's probably in for big trouble."

"That's not necessarily true. Brother Xiaohu has connections, and this Ponytail Girl might also have connections. If she were an ordinary girl, would she have that kind of ferocity and composure?"

Many people in The Bar whispered.

The environment here was incredibly noisy. In the past, Zhou Lang would have found it hard to hear what these people were saying, but now things were different. His hearing was astonishingly good; he could hear guests whispering dozens of meters away perfectly clearly.

Zhou Lang listened to these discussions and roughly learned that The Little Fatty The Ponytail Girl had beaten earlier was named Duan Xiaohu, the nephew of the big ruffian Brother Wei in Feiyun City. He usually ran rampant in Feiyun City, was a lecherous fellow, known as the "Silver Spear Little Overlord," and had harmed countless girls.

…

The Ponytail Girl seemed to have something on her mind and kept drinking.

It wasn't until two in the morning, when The Bar was about to close, that she got up and staggered out.

Diagonally opposite Lovers Bar was a hotel. The Ponytail Girl seemed to be heading to the hotel. After leaving The Bar, she slowly walked towards the hotel entrance, but she was truly drunk; not only were her steps unsteady, but she also kept hiccuping.

But just as she crossed the road, a black Mercedes sped by. As it passed her, the car door suddenly opened, and then two hands reached out from the car, forcibly pulling her inside.

The Ponytail Girl was dragged away before she even had time to call for help.

"This revenge came quickly."

At this moment, Zhou Lang had just pushed his bicycle out of the hotel's parking lot when he witnessed this shocking scene. He didn't hesitate and immediately pedaled his bicycle to chase after them.

The Mercedes was very fast, but surprisingly, Zhou Lang didn't fall behind. Instead, he pedaled his bicycle like a windmill, steadily keeping up with the Mercedes.

Fortunately, it was two in the morning, and there were no vehicles or pedestrians on the streets. Otherwise, if someone saw Zhou Lang riding his bicycle as fast as a hot wheel, wouldn't they consider him a monster?

The Mercedes was heading towards the outskirts.

The ones who grabbed The Ponytail Girl were two men in black.

One was driving, tall and thin, while the one in the back seat was the one who pulled The Ponytail Girl into the car. This fellow was tall and well-built, with a Scarface and prominent knuckles, indicating he was likely a martial artist.

The Ponytail Girl kept struggling. She had drunk a lot, and although she was seven or eight-tenths drunk, her mind was still very clear.

But Scarface quickly took out ropes and a cloth from the car, bound her hands and feet, and stuffed the cloth into her mouth, making her unable to move or shout.

The Tall, Thin Man's driving skills were good, and he sped like the wind. Soon, they arrived at a large river on the outskirts.

There was a boat by the river, with lights still on. Other than that, the surroundings were pitch black.

After the car stopped, the tall, thin driver used a flashlight to light the way. Scarface lifted The Ponytail Girl by her waist and walked towards the boat by the river. He was very strong; carrying The Ponytail Girl, it was as if he wasn't carrying anything at all, very effortlessly.

"Woo woo woo…"

The Ponytail Girl twisted her body, emitting muffled sounds, but Scarface's hands held her like iron clamps.

Soon, the two men in black took her onto the boat.

The boat was brightly lit.

Inside the cabin, a man with a bandaged head sat on a sofa by a coffee table. Beside him was a scantily clad woman.

At this moment, the man was reaching his hand into the woman's low-cut V-neck dress, constantly rubbing, so the entire cabin was filled with a decadent atmosphere.

This man was none other than The Little Fatty, Brother Xiaohu, whose head had been cracked open by The Ponytail Girl with a beer bottle at Lovers Bar earlier.

"Young Master, we've brought the person to you."

Scarface walked in, placed The Ponytail Girl on a sofa, and said to The Little Fatty, Brother Xiaohu.

"Brother Dao, Xiao Wu, it's hard on you both to help me out so late at night." The Little Fatty, Brother Xiaohu, had a look of wild joy on his face. He pushed away the woman beside him, looked at the bound Ponytail Girl, and chuckled.

"Then we'll be going now."

Scarface was a man of few words. He and the tall, thin driver turned and left.

"You can go back and rest too." The Little Fatty, Brother Xiaohu, said to the scantily clad woman.

"Brother Hu, didn't you want me to accompany you tonight?" The woman said seductively, full of flirtatiousness.

"Can you compare to this pretty young lady?" Brother Xiaohu's eyes sparked as he scanned The Ponytail Girl, his tone suddenly turning cold.