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If he hadn't known she was drunk, if he hadn't realized that he couldn't just leave her alone in such a situation, he would have definitely shrugged her off and walked away. Who cares what she would do?! But even though he felt outraged and angry, he still supported her waist and carried her, hopping down from the stage with quick steps.
Just as he was about to squeeze through the crowd, several men blocked his way.
"Yo, leaving just like that?"
His face darkening, Iron Hand growled in a deep voice.
"Move."
Could they move, really?
The few men looking for an opportunity didn't realize they knew each other. They had been eyeing Ai Lun, this piece of 'fat meat', almost going crazy waiting for their chance. Just when they were about to have their way, out jumped a big gray wolf that snatched their meat away. Would they yield to him?
They pushed their way forward, a gang crowding in front of Iron Hand, shoving and jostling.
