The sharp awl pierced directly into her shoulder, sending a severe pain throughout her body. As Zhao Rubing struggled and screamed in agony, customers outside heard the commotion, and two young men ran in.
They grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it over Zhang Yi's head. Zhang Yi released Zhao Rubing and turned to face the young men, who stared at him in horror as he remained unharmed by the blow from the wine bottle.
When the two young men stepped aside, Zhang Yi left the private room and headed outside. Zhao Rubing's shoulder, just punctured by the sharp awl, was already bleeding.
It still felt extremely painful!
"Ms. Zhao, are you alright?"
A young man asked.
"I'm fine, thank you. Tonight, your drinks are on the house."
Just as the two young men wanted to get to know the beautiful Ms. Zhao better, she had already ushered them out.
The two could only leave, but having helped in such a way, enjoying free drinks for the night felt pretty good.
