That pretty girl's name was Junko, and she was also a VIP. She came here a lot to play around, so she knew many people here.
She couldn't bear losing her face like that.
She heard them speak Chinese when they talked to each other earlier.
So from that point, she could glean that they were not from here. Even though they spoke Japanese well, they still couldn't hide the fact that they were not locals.
Since they were Chinese, she should just cripple them with a good beating.
They wouldn't spread it around anyway.
Junko walked into the dark, and the girl behind her was still trying to comfort her, "Forget it, Junko, let's go get better guys. Don't be angry. You didn't lose anything to them, right?"
"Who said I didn't lose anything? They ruined my mood!"
Some people were like this; they felt that the whole world only revolved around them.
