NOVPUBThe big man's name was Bachir, and around these parts, he was a notorious bully, broad and burly, and with a readiness to kill or fight, there were truly few who dared to mess with him.
Just now in the bar, when he saw the woman, he became itchy with desire, only to become more convinced that the woman was looking for a one-night stand when he saw her sit down next to Ye Ling and drink with a smile.
So what to do? Bachir got ruthless, thinking damn it, on my own turf, could I allow someone else to pluck the flower?
Ye Ling looked at the curved blade Bachir had placed on the table and couldn't help but laugh. He glanced at the woman beside him and smiled slightly, "Do you think, that this knife could scare someone?"
The woman lifted her head, saw the expression on Ye Ling's face, and immediately burst into laughter, her laugh as enchanting as a garden in spring.
"Sure, a knife can scare people, but I think it can't scare you."
"You're the man I, Liu Zitong, chose. If you got scared, that would mean my eyesight had failed me."
Liu Zitong, the woman's name, might sound ordinary. However, in another realm, she was a household name.
When Bachir heard what Ye Ling and Liu Zitong said, he laughed outright, rising to his feet, "It seems you didn't take my words seriously, huh?"
"Kid, this is Baizhai, the Southern Border's Baizhai. With your sort, I wouldn't hesitate to let out some of your blood!"
Having said this, Bachir smashed the beer bottle beside him to smithereens, making a sound that was audible even amidst the booming music.
The music stopped abruptly, and everyone in the bar looked their way as Bachir snarled with a vicious smile, a ferocity gleaming in his eyes.
"Let me tell you, here, I am the king!"
After speaking, Bachir turned around, his ferocious gaze surveying the entire bar as he suddenly pointed at Liu Zitong, "Brothers, I ask you, who is this!"
Who?
Nobody knew who the heck she was. Of course, that's what the tourists were thinking, whereas the locals of Baizhai were quick on the uptake; seeing Bachir's pointing finger, they quickly caught on.
"Haha! Need you even ask? Of course, it's the big sister-in-law, your woman, Bachir!"
"Yeah, besides our big bro Bachir, who else deserves a woman like the big sister-in-law, haha!"
All the locals were laughing maniacally while Ye Ling's expression remained unchanged. Liu Zitong, clinging tightly to Ye Ling, had a trace of panic, as she was a woman and rarely experienced such situations.
"So tell me, since someone dared to touch your big sister-in-law, what do you say we do?" Bachir bellowed again, the crowd in the bar now jeering and howling, "Haha, what's there to say? Chop up the bastard!"
"Brothers, attack! This damn guy dared to touch our big sister-in-law; let him find out just how strong we brothers of Baizhai are, haha!"
Instantly, quite a few people charged towards Ye Ling, Bachir sneered ominously at him, "Kid, you're either gonna die today or end up crippled."
Ye Ling glanced at Liu Zitong beside him, "Scared?"
"Not scared!"
Liu Zitong took a deep breath, Ye Ling nodded, "Hold on to me, I'll take you out of here!"
After speaking, Ye Ling stood up, Liu Zitong clung tightly to his arm, and then Bachir threw a punch at Ye Ling.
The punch was fierce, and Bachir was very clear in his mind that even a trained fighter would not dare to take it head-on.
His strength was enormous, and though he didn't dare to claim he could knock down a cow with one punch, flipping a pig over was absolutely not an issue.
But just at the moment when he was full of confidence, Ye Ling suddenly moved. His palm shot out like a snake, wrapping directly around Bachir's arm.
Humming, Ye Ling's gaze twisted fiercely as he hardened his arm, and Bachir's punched fist stopped abruptly in mid-air.
Crack, crack, sounds of fracturing bones came from his arm, and Bachir staggered, falling to his knees.
A scream of agony roared from his mouth, his forehead beaded with sweat—it was a piercing, heart-drilling pain.
"Quick! Kill him for me, kill him!"
Bachir bellowed, and dozens of burly men behind him already charged towards Ye Ling, who responded by kicking out and sending the well-built Bachir flying.
With a thud, Bachir's body slammed into the crowd that was charging at Ye Ling, knocking over seven or eight men.
Embracing Ye Ling, Liu Zitong felt her heart pound violently as she witnessed his imposing figure, and her eyes gleamed with admiration.
"Kid! You dare touch our brother Bachir, lie down!"
A hulking man ran madly towards Ye Ling, clutching a club and smashing it down fiercely at him.
Thud, Ye Ling swiftly raised his foot, so fast that many people didn't even see what happened—the man who had just raised his club now knelt on the ground.
His face twisted in ferocity, veins bulging on his forehead, the man trembled uncontrollably until he finally collapsed.
"Hold on tight to me!"
Ye Ling uttered in a low shout and surged forward, throwing a punch that sent three men flying.
Smack, smack, smack, within a short minute, Ye Ling moved hands and feet together, and one by one, dozens of burly men lay on the ground, howling in pain.
Inside the bar, everyone was completely dumbfounded, witnessing a scene they could hardly believe, and involuntarily swallowed their saliva. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
This guy was too strong; these men were robust as bulls, and dozens of them had terrifying combat strength.
Yet, they were all flipped to the ground by a young man in a matter of seconds, with not one able to stand up.
In fact, many people wondered if they were watching a movie and quickly scanned the corners for any cameras, hoping to get in the shot unwittingly.
Ye Ling left the bar with Liu Zitong, behind them a group of stunned onlookers.
In the hotel, Ye Ling lay on the bed, gazing at the blush-faced, disrobed Liu Zitong, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
Her seductive figure and charming expression dealt a massive blow to Ye Ling's senses.
"I really didn't expect I'd stumbled upon a gem!"
"Take good care of me."
After finishing her words, Liu Zitong pounced on him, her fiery body entwined with Ye Ling's.
After the passionate encounter, Ye Ling walked out of the bathroom only to find Liu Zitong gone, with only a neatly written note on the bedside table, "The road of the martial world is long, no need to meet again."
Picking up the note, Ye Ling couldn't help but smile wryly. This woman was indeed carefree.
In his mind lingered the wildness of Liu Zitong just moments ago. Thinking back on the scene, Ye Ling shook his head with a chuckle—it was indeed a completely different flavor.
Ye Ling put the note down, but just then, the door suddenly opened, and the panicked hotel owner rushed in.
"You've caused trouble! Big trouble!"
