The tourists nearby had already dispersed, and the nearby merchants, afraid of trouble, turned a blind eye to the situation.
There wasn't a single person to call the police for help, and Su Miaomiao's phone had been snatched, leaving her without any means to solve the situation.
All she could do was try to get Wan Sui on the ground to regain consciousness.
"Suisui, hurry up and call Xie Yuan, tell him to come over quickly..."
Wan Sui, completely drunk, lay unconscious at her feet, hopelessly unreliable.
Seeing this, the men approached with snarling laughter.
Su Miaomiao's hands clutched the broken wine bottle, her whole body shaking.
"Don't come near us, get the hell away."
The street thugs laughed raucously as if teasing a frightened mouse.
"Oh, interesting China girl, you know? This can't hurt us."
"If you don't behave, I guarantee you'll bleed even more on the bed later."
"Hey, bro, don't scare off my little mouse. I really like how scared she looks."
