The bar the two best friends went to is known for its notoriously illegal and tortured ways. Although it remains a rumor, people still avoided the said bar.
There is not any evidence that will push the authorities to raid the place. It's clear yet dirty, with rumors around.
But then Roulan shakes the thought off as she remembers that Yanmei is the daughter of a mob boss.
Roulan left the apartment building, striding forward towards the left corner, then turning left to be met with a dark alleyway.
She gulps in nervousness, her feet slowly walking forward, anticipating what's about to come next.
"Why would they still choose that bar?"
She whispered to herself, afraid that she'd be meeting with Satan if she asked herself loudly. She's halfway in the alleyway until her phone rings.
She closes her eyes in the process.
"Shit, I didn't silence my phone."
Roulan's eyes opened, and she quickly met four guys standing in front of her with reddish eyes. Clearly stated, they have been sniffing all day.
"Dude, get her wallet; we can find her later to satisfy ourselves."
Roulan's face couldn't hide the disgust she was feeling. Because they are high, these guys only wanted money to satisfy their "sniffing" business and sex.
The shortest guy, almost the same height as Roulan, pulled something out of his pocket. She could see it shining in the darkness.
It's a pocket knife.
"Let me turn back around."
Roulan spoke, her back slowly turning to where she came in, and she was about to run away from the four when the shortest pointed the knife at her back.
"Give us your wallet."
"Man, I'm poor."
The three other guys looked at her up and down, and they sneered at what she said.
"We know your scheme; you act and dress poorly."
The short guy, an inch taller than Roulan, punches her in the face, and this causes Roulan to make contact with the knife as it cuts on her side.
"You fucker, give us your money!"
"I don't have any money!"
It's true.
Considering she'd only fetch Yanmei in the bar, she didn't bother grabbing her wallet and went out with only her phone.
The tallest wasn't satisfied with her answer, and he was quick to kick Roulan on the stomach. The impact causes Roulan to curl up into a ball and cough.
It'll leave a big bruise. Roulan is sure about it.
"Give us the money!"
One of them taunted. They continue to kick Roulan, causing the woman to cough up blood from her mouth.
"I don't have my wallet with me!"
Roulan screams, trying to lessen the pain by countering their attack as she uses her arms to block her body.
"Give us your money!"
"I don't have any money!"
"Act like a poor beggar when you're rich!"
The second taller person pushes the three away, sitting down on Roulan's stomach and punching her face.
It started to swell up; Roulan couldn't help but hiss whenever the man hit her. Wearing rings with some that have spikes on them, clearly drawing blood on her cheeks.
"We'll beat you to a prick!"
Guang left the bar premises; Roulan's number kept ringing, yet she didn't pick up any of the calls.
Her ears pick up, shouting for an alleyway 4 feet away from the bar. She quickly ran towards the alley and saw four guys beating a girl.
And her mind quickly traveled to Roulan. Considering it's dark and she can't see any of their faces, she quickly dials the number of Yanmei's guard.
"Hey, come quickly."
Guang didn't hear anything from the other line as the guard quickly hung up the call. Almost 5 seconds later, the sudden break of a car surrounded the quiet area.
The four guys quickly stop what they're doing and run from the opposite side of the alleyway.
Roulan groans and stands up from the ground, spitting the blood from her mouth and coughing more before picking up her phone from the ground.
"Goddamn, that hurts."
She winced before feeling arms around hers and looking down on Guang, who had Yanmei's phone.
"Oh, I was about to call you back."
Roulan whispered before she fainted in Guang's arms.
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Yanmei groaned as she felt her head aching. Good thing it's the weekend and she doesn't need to sit down for a 3-hour lecture.
Her bedroom door opened, and her eyebrows furrowed as she took in the situation. She's in their house? Who brought her here?
Shihong went inside her bedroom with a disappointed glare on his middle-aged face.
"What is it, father?"
Yanmei stretches her arms, yawning, before she lays back down on her soft mattress. Her eyes close, and she's ready to go back to bed.
"Roulan's beaten up."
Flash and Speed would lose track of how fast Yanmei got up and ran out of her bedroom. Shihong raises an eyebrow before walking out of Yanmei's bedroom and seeing how his daughter opens every guest bedroom.
"Where is she?"
Yanmei asks, her mind frantic while her heart wants to get out of her chest. The last door on the second floor was opened, and her eyes teared up seeing the situation Roulan is in.
The taller woman is peacefully sleeping on the bed, her face full of bandages while her lips are busted.
She's also only wearing a black sports bra, as her stomach was bandaged fully.
Bruises takes up her pale complex, seen on her arms. Still, Yanmei couldn't deny the beauty Roulan has.
Her hand quickly went up to her mouth as she tried to stop a sob from coming out of her mouth.
"Guang called her to fetch you, but then she got beaten up."
"She shouldn't have come!"
"Well, she probably cares about you."
Yanmei walked towards Roulan, her hand gently holding the younger's as she brought it up towards her face.
"You shouldn't have come to that bar, Yanmei; you do know it only has one entry way."
"Don't punch it in the face; I know it's my fault."
"I'm not blaming you; I know Roulan wanted to get you to her apartment safely."
Shihong decided to leave his daughter and daughter-in-law in the room alone. He wanted to give them time with each other.
He couldn't help but sigh in disappointment, as he still didn't have enough time to teach Roulan about fighting.
"You look for the people who beat Roulan up."
The man he pointed at quickly nodded and bowed down, walking down the mansion to look for the said guys.
Yanmei wipes away her tears, her eyes scanning the damage done to Roulan's body.
"I'm so sorry."
"Why are you crying? I'm not dead."
Yanmei couldn't help but scoff before hitting Roulan on her shoulder, causing the younger to wince and Yanmei's reaction to get worried.
"That's what happens; don't you dare belittle my feelings."
Yanmei said, her hand gently rubbing the part where she hit the woman. Roulan tried to sit up but couldn't, causing Yanmei to help her out.
Yanmei sat down on the side of the bed, her hands grabbing Roulan's face to look at the bruises.
"Who are they?"
"I don't know; it was dark."
"Look what they did to you."
Roulan saw how Yanmei's eyes swelled up in tears again. She shakes her head and raises her arm, wiping away the tears.
"It's fine; I'm still alive, right?"