Originally, Luo Yang wanted to find someone from the Japanese Side to inquire about Mu Tan, but thinking about how he had injured their two Ninjas, a meeting would just result in bad blood, so he decided against it.
The leader of the County Sports Bureau, Xu Yeqian, presented Luo Yang with a trophy, a certificate, and a large check for two million.
After the award ceremony, a reporter from the county TV station, Xu Huimin, came up to interview Luo Yang.
At that time, Luo Yang also saw Lin Xixin, who came up as a journalist to interview him.
Many fans also came up asking for photos with Luo Yang, and he obliged some of them.
After the interviews, Luo Yang led everyone to have supper first at the town to celebrate, then they planned to continue the celebration at Zhu Li's bar.
Of course, Luo Yang also wanted to ask Zhu Li how things were progressing.
A large group of people going to a hotel for dinner was inconvenient.
Luo Yang and beauties like An Yuying discussed and decided to go eat at a food stall.
On the way to the food stall, Luo Yang called Guan Baiqiang to meet up.
They found a food stall on Riverside Avenue, which fortunately wasn't very crowded and had enough tables and chairs for Luo Yang's group.
About thirty people filled up seven tables.
While everyone was busy ordering, a group of about ten young men also came to have supper.
All the large tables in the food stall were occupied by Luo Yang and his people, so the newly arrived young men had to use smaller tables.
They wanted to use a big table and asked the owner to switch some around.
The owner first asked the table of the Sorority, where Hong Jiaxin was sitting, but she did not agree.
Under normal circumstances, she might have consenting to switch tables.
But because she had gone through a bloody event with Luo Yang earlier that evening, she was still unsettled and wanted to chat with the girls from the Sorority to temporarily block out the memories in her mind.
Switching to a smaller table would leave no room even for teacups, let alone for serving dishes.
The owner went around but found no one willing to switch to a smaller table.
At that time, a tall and thin young man, dressed in a denim shirt and jeans, who seemed to be the leader of the group, got angry when he saw that no one was willing to give them a large table.
"Hey, get up!"
The young man in the denim shirt slammed his hand heavily on Hong Jiaxin's table.
Earlier, when the young man in the denim shirt was leering at Hong Jiaxin, she coldly glared back at him.
The young man in the denim shirt then looked for an opportunity to bully Hong Jiaxin.
The previously light-hearted atmosphere was disrupted.
Luo Yang and beauties like An Yuying were sitting at a table next to Hong Jiaxin's.
Hong Jiaxin couldn't handle ten young men by herself.
If it had been one on three, Hong Jiaxin wouldn't have had a problem.
Whenever it was time to practice, Luo Yang always let Hong Jiaxin take the lead.
In Luo Yang's view, the time left for Hong Jiaxin to train was running out.
One day, if things turned sour with Zhang Jing, it might be the start of facing continuous provocations and battles.
Lang Yifeng, who was sitting not far away, was just about to bring people over when Luo Yang subtly shook his head.
Seeing Luo Yang's disagreement, Lang Yifeng had to sit back down.
Hong Jiaxin turned her head towards Luo Yang and saw him nodding with a smile, and when the young man in the denim shirt slammed the table again, she stepped on his foot.
With a cry of pain, the young man in the denim shirt looked down at his foot.
Then, with a thump, Hong Jiaxin landed a hook punch on the face of the young man in the denim shirt, knocking him to the ground.
The young men, surprised by the fierce response of this beautiful woman, quietly absorbed the shock.
The young man in the denim shirt, with blood flowing from his nose, got up and rushed at Hong Jiaxin.
In a one-on-one, Hong Jiaxin didn't even consider him a threat.
She dodged a punch and grabbed the right arm of the young man in the denim shirt, pushing it counterclockwise.
With that movement, the young man in the denim shirt also rotated counterclockwise with his right arm, exposing a vulnerability on his right side.
Hong Jiaxin's left fist struck out directly, hitting the young man in the denim shirt on his right cheek.
Although it was a small and dainty fist, it was strong enough to make the young man in the denim shirt spit out blood from his teeth.
The beauties around saw Hong Jiaxin's move was fast, fierce, and accurate, feeling both envious and amazed.
An Yuying, who was faint-hearted, unknowingly moved closer to Luo Yang, hugging his arm tightly.
Luo Yang promptly wrapped his left arm around An Yuying's body, patting her thigh gently, signaling her not to be afraid.
Suddenly feeling a slight pain in his right ribcage, he knew that Tang Guihua had made her move.
Luo Yang had no choice but to pull Tang Guihua closer with his right hand, then wrapped his arm around her delicate body as well.
The other beauties gathered around Luo Yang.
As long as Luo Yang was there, they felt safe.
After taking a punch on his right cheek, the young man in the denim shirt's head twisted, his body lost balance, and he fell to the ground again.
By now, he knew he was no match for Hong Jiaxin.
"Beat him!" the young man in the denim shirt yelled out loud.
Initially, the young man in the denim shirt's companions saw their leader fighting against a beautiful woman, and they felt awkward to join in.
After all, it was a one-on-one fight, and considering it was against a beautiful woman, it would look bad if they all rushed in together. If their peers knew about it, they would be the laughing stock.
Now seeing that Hong Jiaxin was not just an ordinary beautiful woman, they no longer underestimated her.
The four strongest young men at the front surrounded Hong Jiaxin, while the five at the back scattered, clearly trying to block Hong Jiaxin's potential escape routes.
Against four opponents, Luo Yang wasn't sure if Hong Jiaxin could win.
An Yuying, terrified, trembled lightly and bit Luo Yang's ear, saying, "Cowboy, they are bullying Jiaxin. You have to help her now."
She couldn't understand the sacrifice Luo Yang was making.
For a moment, Luo Yang also found it difficult to explain the situation to An Yuying.
His left-hand fingers gently pressed against her body, a boundless elasticity transmitted from the tips of his fingers.
An Yuying quickly grabbed his left hand, her cheeks flushed as she pouted and shook her delicate body slightly in protest.
"Sister An, don't worry. The squad leader can handle this," Luo Yang reassured her.
If those young men had revealed knives or other weapons, Luo Yang wouldn't just sit and watch anymore.
The four strong young men were set to attack Hong Jiaxin, but ultimately they felt a bit embarrassed and did not rush fiercely. They planned to slowly encircle and capture Hong Jiaxin, then teach her a lesson gradually.
Hong Jiaxin was retreating, apparently a bit intimidated.
In a situation where the enemy outnumbered the allies, Luo Yang's strategy was to strike first to gain the upper hand.
Once the opponents took the initiative, even if one could eventually win, the cost would be somewhat high.
"Squad leader, feign to the right, hit to the left," Luo Yang advised.
Among the four young men, the one on the left was obviously weaker.
Luo Yang intended for Hong Jiaxin to feign an attack towards the one on the right, then swiftly knock down the one on the left.
Knocking one down would turn it into a three-against-one situation, which would slightly improve the odds.
By the time the one on the ground got up, the scenario would have changed again.
Hong Jiaxin, being a clever girl, instantly grasped Luo Yang's intentions when she heard his suggestion.
So her right fist powerfully struck at the young man on the right, and just as the other three young men relaxed for a moment, her left fist had already hit the young man on the left.
Just as Luo Yang had predicted, the young man on the left covered his face with his hands and backed away after taking a punch.
At that point, it became a three-on-one situation for Hong Jiaxin.
While Hong Jiaxin was fighting the thugs, Luo Yang turned to look for Zhang Jing and saw her looking over with a slight smile.
Luo Yang couldn't figure out what Zhang Jing was up to.
To say she was an enemy, she seemed like an enemy; to say she was not an enemy, she also did not seem like an enemy.