CHAPTER 115: CHAPTER 58: MY SISTER IS SEDUCING ME 2

"I just got here."

"Want a drink?" The young man waved to the waiter, "What are you drinking?"

Ella gave the young man a smile, "I have a drink. Thanks!"

"My name’s Tony! How about you?"

"You can call me Ella!"

"Wanna dance?"

"You can find other girls."

"Come on!"

"Get lost!"

Haha, Ella rejected him, and I watched them from a distance.

The young man awkwardly smiled, "I really like you, you’ve got a great figure!"

"Thanks, are you done?" Ella looked towards the hall.

"Wanna go for a drive later?" The young man didn’t give up and even waved his friend over.

Two men surrounded Ella from both sides.

A girl being pursued is actually a happy thing.

But in nightclubs, clubs, or bars, single girls need to protect themselves.

I sighed and walked over.

Ella picked up her glass and saw me, immediately keeping a meter’s distance from the two young men.

"BOSS!"

"Remember, there’s one thing a single girl has to be constantly wary of in nightclubs."

"WHAT?" Ella didn’t understand what I was saying.

I pointed at the drink in the blonde girl’s hand, "Remember, your sight shouldn’t leave your drink. If it does, you should replace the glass. Or order another one."

"WHY?" Ella looked down at her glass.

I grabbed Ella’s glass and walked towards the two young men.

"Drink it!"

Tony looked at me in shock, "Who are you?"

"I’m the club manager; now, drink it."

"Why should I listen to you?" The young man glared at me, "I’ll complain about you."

"SO WHAT? You drugged her drink, and you want to complain? Be my guest!"

"Do you have evidence?" Tony secretly signaled his companion, intending to leave.

"Evidence? I don’t need evidence, drink it."

"You don’t have the right to do this."

"Really?" I laughed, and in less than a second, I punched him in the abdomen.

Bang!

"Ahh!" Tony doubled over and fell to his knees.

The club’s lighting was dim, not many people saw it.

I grabbed Tony’s hair and dragged him to the back door.

"Damn it!" Tony pulled a folding knife from his pocket; Ella grabbed his wrist, pressing her left hand on his elbow, pushing hard with her left hand and pulling hard with her right hand.

Snap.

The sound of a bone breaking.

"Damn it!" Tony clutched his arm and kneeled on the ground.

I watched coldly as Amir and Duke led another young man into the restroom.

"Boss, he put something in my drink?"

"Yes, these guys are like vultures, eyeing drunk girls at the club bar. Sometimes they wait for the bodies, sometimes they actively seek targets, especially single girls. When they wake up, they might be in a restroom, maybe by the roadside; either way, no one wants to recall, even pregnancy could bring them more harm."

"Scum, without any class." Ella lifted her foot, her high heel pressing onto his shoulder.

"Ahhh!"

High heels are sharp, causing more damage than fists.

The young man felt his muscles tearing.

"The most frightening part is, you don’t know if he has an STD?"

"Fack!" Ella pointed at the guy on the ground, "What should we do with him?"

I squatted down, looking at the young man in front of me.

"Tony?"

"You bastard."

"Such things aren’t allowed in my club."

"Go report it to the police, go sue me!"

"You’re smart, the club lights are dim, no one will notice your actions. As long as you don’t leave fingerprints, there’s no evidence. Too bad, I’m not the police; I’ve said I don’t need evidence."

"What are you gonna do?"

I stood up and picked up a wine bottle from the back door.

"What are you going to do? You want to hit me?"

Tony looked at me in horror, "I’ll call the police."

"Don’t be tense!" I threw the bottle on the ground. "Oops, I didn’t catch it." I spread my arms wide as if in apology.

Bam, the bottle shattered, glass covered the back alley floor.

"What do you want to do?"

I picked up another bottle and threw it on the ground again, bang bang bang!

The ground was littered with shards of glass.

I grabbed Tony’s hair and dragged him towards the shards.

"Ahhh. GOD!"

Tony was dragged across the ground, glass shredding his clothes, piercing his skin.

Ella stood with her mouth hanging open, watching my performance from the side.

"He fell on his own, Tony, do you want to sue me? You have no evidence. No witness, no material evidence, and no surveillance, you fell on your own."

"Fack!" The young man looked at his blood-soaked hands, his thigh cut, embedded with shards, pain engulfing his nerves.

I let go of Tony, standing behind him, forcefully pushing his back.

Bang!

Tony lay flat on the ground.

His chest covered in shards, his face bleeding. "Damn it!"

"Want to go another round?"

"No, please."

I squatted down, looking at Tony on the ground, bleeding all over.

"Do you remember my words?"

"I remember, I’ll never drug single girls again."

"Good boy." I pulled out a gun.

Tony began to tremble, "GOD! I remember."

"Did she break your arm?"

"I fell on my own."

"GOOD, we communicate well. Maybe you’ll go to the police tomorrow."

"I won’t."

"Will he report it?" Kelly walked out from the back door, a gun in her hand. This gun was a gift from Mars.

"GOD!" Tony blinked in disbelief that two pretty women had guns.

"What’s your name?"

"Tony!"

"Where do you live?"

"I rent an apartment downtown, I’m an accountant."

"Accountant? A man?"