Chapter 130

Despite our desperate struggles to defend ourselves, we were simply not strong enough against the men who frequented the bar.

My left wrist was scratched and bleeding. Queenie was forcibly fed a bottle of strong liquor

and had passed out in her seat.

Julia was surrounded by several men, dodging and weaving among them. Her coat was splashed with alcohol, and her hair, once neat, was now disheveled.

“Don’t touch her!”

The man who forced Queenie to drink laughed menacingly as he reached for her collar. Without hesitation, I grabbed the ashtray from the table and smashed it on him.

The ashtray was made of thick, transparent glass. I swung it with all my strength. With a cry of pain, the man’s head immediately turned red.

The lights were too dim for me to see how big the wound was. But the man sat on the couch,

clutching his head and groaning.

I made up my mind to use the ashtray to strike anyone who dared to touch us.

have the opportunity to

forcefully pushed open from the

immediately.

bar, causing those near the door to instinctively shrink

onlookers even turned to look their

was not the cold wind but the

to me with narrowed eyes. He

my left wrist was still bleeding, and the ashtray in

red as well.

the couch and lifted my wrist to inspect it. His anger surged suddenly. A murderous gleam flickered

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was the first time I had seen Colin being so

check on her. After seeing that she hadn’t suffered any serious injuries, he laid her back on the

man beside him. His massive fists hammered down hard,

bullying women. When they faced people like Colin, they were

quickly turned in our favor, and the men

and hurried out from the back to act as

mediator.

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