Chapter 1633: Chapter 1634: Domineering Chick
You slightly sidestepped, casually avoiding it. He took a few steps back, looking at the person in front of him.
At this moment, there were five men standing before you, but the one rolling up his sleeves ready to act was a bald head. The bald man looked about thirty years old, accompanied by four young lads.
The bald head glared at you fiercely, saying, "You punk, don’t you know how to apologize after stepping on someone?"
"Oh, sorry about that." Not wanting to entangle with this kind of person, you casually said, turning to leave.
Seeing you like this, the bald head was about to move forward when one of the young lads beside him pulled him back, whispering, "Brother, don’t hassle with this kid. We’ve got a task at hand. As long as we do tonight’s job well, we’ll be fifty thousand yuan richer."
"True, nowadays only those rich folks can pull off such a hero rescues beauty act. Hmph, but fifty thousand yuan is enough for us brothers to enjoy a while."
You, with sharp ears, caught every word between the young lad and the bald head.
You’ve seen quite a few hero rescues beauty scenes like this, and naturally wouldn’t bother unless necessary. Just when you were about to leave, a somewhat familiar man walked up in front of you.
The man was dressed in a suit, looked handsome, wearing glasses with golden frames, seeming quite refined, but his eyes held a sinister glimmer that greatly displeased you. It was precisely this glint that made you recognize the man in front of you. He was Wei Songbo’s secretary, Zhou Jun!
You’d only met Zhou Jun once, not having much of an impression, but because this person concealed so much, always using false identities, it left quite a negative impression on you.
Encountering Zhou Jun here made you, who was prepared to leave, reconsider, watching Zhou Jun from within a crowd about ten meters away.
You noticed Zhou Jun always stayed a little behind the bald head, who looked back three times and exchanged glances with Zhou Jun.
Something’s fishy!
Zhou Jun was always shady and evasive, coming across like cat poop or cat urine—some unsightly filth best left in the dark.
You were well aware Zhou Jun seemed to currently concern himself only with Wei Yingyue, so following Zhou Jun’s gaze, you indeed spotted the goddess of the business world, Wei Yingyue, on this square!
Unlike the Wei Yingyue you usually saw, now she wore sportswear, dancing energetically in the square with a group of women about her age. These women seemed like urban white-collar workers, each good-looking, drawing quite a crowd around them.
On this long, dreary night, witnessing such an invigorating, soul-refreshing spectacle in public could indeed make life, otherwise full of struggles, appear a slight bit better.
Among the spectators, naturally, there were low-class individuals who would whistle at these lively young ladies, making some teasing remarks.
However, words were as far as they dared go; taking actual action was another matter.
After an upbeat song, the girls, drenched in sweat, finally stopped, mingling in groups and leaving together.
Among the crowd, only Wei Yingyue was left alone.
As the music stopped, the spectators also dispersed, though some would glance from afar at Wei Yingyue, for she was undoubtedly the most beautiful sight among them.
Wei Yingyue seemed a bit tired, picked up a sports bag from beside her feet, and slowly sat on a nearby stone bench.
As she opened her sports bag to wipe her sweat, the bald head and four young lads quickly approached.
Seeing the bald head move, Zhou Jun also slowly followed from the shadows, circling around to stand a few meters behind Wei Yingyue, nodding slightly as he watched the bald head and the four young lads.
The action commenced, and the bald head approached with a smile, saying to Wei Yingyue, "Hey beauty, I’ve noticed you for a long time, I..."
"Scram."
Before the bald head could finish, Wei Yingyue spat out a cold word.
"Wow, feisty lady, aren’t you!"
The bald head signaled to the four young lads, and the five slowly circled her.
"Beauty, you seem a bit lonely. Why not hang out with us, have some fun, fun?"
"Yeah, we’re good guys."
Zhou Jun, not far off, was contemplating how to make his entrance appear more natural and efficiently boost Wei Yingyue’s impression of him.
Meanwhile, you stood with arms crossed, smiling at this seemingly very comical farce.
These five with the bald head were just ordinary unemployed drifters, commonly known as punks. From their stance and posture, it was clear they were all show, but Wei Yingyue was different. Though you hadn’t seen her fight, you remembered Wei Qingshan mentioning she seemed to have some martial arts skills.
Thus, you appeared quite at ease.
Zhou Jun mulled over it and was about to step in with what he thought was a dashing entrance when Wei Yingyue slightly raised her head, glaring coldly with a lethal aura at the bald head. Just that one look sent a chilling shiver down the bald head, causing him to take half a step back, clearly intimidated by Wei Yingyue’s gaze.
"You..." Bald Head looked at Wei Yingyue, momentarily speechless.
Wei Yingyue lifted her bag, stood up slowly, and walked through a gap in the circle of five.
"Beauty, no need to rush." A young lad quickly extended both hands, standing in front of Wei Yingyue, with a more lewd smile growing on his face.
In this age, there are lots of artificial beauties, and people’s aesthetics have risen significantly. Yet even so, upon seeing Wei Yingyue, these young lads felt adrenaline rush, with a heat in the pit of their stomachs, sensing they’d only feel better by hugging Wei Yingyue tightly.
Wei Yingyue said nothing, reaching out her slender, jade-like fingers to beckon the young lad.
Seeing this gesture, the young lad immediately leaned in, even fantasizing himself as fortunate, becoming a main character in some novel, getting counterattacked by a foxy rich beauty.
The moment the young lad’s face approached, a seemingly fair and tender fist swiftly flew toward his face!
No time to dodge, the young lad suddenly felt a sharp pain at the tip of his nose, the intense agony compelling him to hold his face, hurriedly retreating. Retreating too hastily caused him to stumble, directly falling to the ground crying in pain.
"You bitch dare to fight?"
Seeing his little brother get hit, as the elder brother there Bald Head of course had to step up, but just as he began to speak, Wei Yingyue delivered a beautiful upward kick!
The kick was lightning-fast and aimed precisely, striking Bald Head’s crotch from below.
One could imagine the vivid expression on Bald Head’s face, firmly clutching his crotch, sitting on the ground, utterly unable to rise!
"Brother!"
The remaining three young lads, seeing this, hurried to Bald Head’s side.
"You bitch..."
One young lad was about to unleash his fury on Wei Yingyue, yet what greeted him was a highly pungent smoke sprayed onto his face, also seeping into his eyes, causing him to cover them with hands and cry out all the more passionately, "My eyes, my eyes!"
The other two young lads, not yet escaped, saw Wei Yingyue wielding a bottle of pepper spray, blasting out a massive cloud towards them with the same fervor as spraying insecticide at cockroaches.
Domineering, mighty, and alluring!