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.

I didn’t have the opportunity to strike again as Colin

pushed open from the outside. Several figures rushed

immediately.

cold wind blew into the bar, causing

turned

not the cold wind but the chilling force

a moment. He spotted us quickly and strode over to me with narrowed eyes. He scooped me into his arms and carefully examined my

still bleeding, and the ashtray in my right

red as well.

His anger surged suddenly. A murderous gleam flickered in his eyes as he swiftly kicked the nearest man,

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I had seen Colin being so aggressive. He was exuding a cold and

to check on her. After seeing that

beside him. His massive fists hammered down hard, rendering the

capable of bullying women. When they faced people like Colin, they were completely helpless and became

favor, and

the commotion and hurried out from the back to

mediator.

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