Chapter 91

"Hey, Hey Daoshao, he's a friend of one of my sisters. He's still young and doesn't understand..." Zhao Yaqing hurriedly explained.

"Relax, I understand better than anyone!" Xia Yunjie interrupted Zhao Yaqing.

"You damn shut up! You're just a bartender, who the hell do you think you are? Do you have any right to interfere here? Liu Ke, take your friend away, don't cause trouble here!" Seeing that Xia Yunjie was still acting arrogantly despite her clear explanation, Zhao Yaqing couldn't help but get angry and started cursing at him, almost kicking him.

"Bartender? Ha ha, He Yijin, you damn kid are really going downhill. You can't even get a girl to pay attention to you, and now even a bartender can act all high and mighty in front of you!" The other three young masters were first surprised to hear that Xia Yunjie was just a bartender, then they burst out laughing, pointing at He Daoshao with ridicule.

"Damn!" Seeing his companions laughing at him, He Yijin felt utterly humiliated and, grabbing a bottle of alcohol from the coffee table, smashed it at Xia Yunjie's head.

"No!"

"Ah..."

Several screams suddenly rang out, but then abruptly stopped, as if the ducks had been suddenly choked.

Because they saw the bartender, as if by magic, suddenly snatch the bottle from He Yijin's hand and stick it in his mouth.

Brandy immediately gushed down He Yijin's throat!

"I told you, don't waste good alcohol. It's better if you drink it yourself," Xia Yunjie said coldly, looking at He Yijin.

While Xia Yunjie was speaking, the three young masters had already hurriedly tried to help remove the bottle from He Yijin's mouth.

Although they were quick, He Yijin was still choked by the brandy, his face turning red as he coughed violently.

Although the three young masters had just mocked He Yijin, seeing their companion being humiliated by a mere bartender, they felt even more embarrassed and couldn't stand it!

"Damn, you little punk, you're asking for it!"

"Damn, beat him to death!"

"..."

The three young masters cursed and started punching and kicking Xia Yunjie.

Although their bodies had been weakened by women, they were still three young men, and their sudden outburst of anger was quite intimidating and frightening.

At least Zhao Yaqing and the other women were frightened and screamed again, while Mary had already run to call the manager. Only Liu Ke, with a gleam of excitement in her eyes, knew how skilled Brother Jie was.

The women's screams stopped again because, in the blink of an eye, the three young masters, who had been so full of themselves, were now thrown out like chickens, one on top of the other, like a human pyramid.

In a moment, only He Daoshao, who had been so arrogant, was left in front of Xia Yunjie. He had already stopped coughing and was staring at Xia Yunjie with wide eyes, amazed.

He really hadn't expected that this young man, who looked like a pretty boy, would have such strength, throwing people around like it was nothing.

"Damn! You, a bartender, dare to hit us? Do you know who we are? You're dead!" But in this day and age, strength alone doesn't mean much, so He Daoshao quickly recovered from his shock and pointed at Xia Yunjie, shouting arrogantly.

"I was going to talk to you reasonably, but since you say I hit you, I'll do as you wish." Hearing this, Xia Yunjie's lips curled into a disdainful smile, and he kicked He Daoshao's stomach hard.

He Yijin flew up and then crashed heavily onto his companions, who were struggling to get up.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Cries of pain suddenly echoed in the room as the young masters, who were halfway up, were once again pinned down by He Yijin.

But that wasn't the worst part. Xia Yunjie's kick was quite powerful, and He Yijin had drunk a lot and eaten a lot. When he crashed down, his stomach contents churned, and he couldn't help but vomit.

The foul-smelling vomit poured down like a flood, drenching the three young masters below.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! My God!" The young masters were drenched in the foul, sticky substance and screamed, trying to get up.

"Damn, you stepped on my hand!"

"Damn, you stepped on my face!"

"Ah, my nose, my nose!"

"..."

But with four people piled on top of each other, it was not easy to get up. Now, the four of them were rolling around in a mess, especially the one at the bottom, who was crying and wailing, with snot and tears flying.

Xia Yunjie, smelling the foul odor, couldn't help but wrinkle his nose and step back. The women, whose noses were usually more sensitive than men's, seemed not to notice the smell at all, staring with wide eyes at the young masters rolling on the ground and screaming.

They never imagined that things would turn out like this!

But eventually, the four young masters managed to separate and, covered in filth, struggled to their feet. The one who had been at the bottom was the most pitiful, with sticky, unidentifiable substances in his hair and a bruised face, as if he had just been beaten up.

Seeing the four young masters struggling to their feet, Zhao Yaqing and the others finally came to their senses. Their eyes showed a mix of relief and panic, especially Zhao Yaqing, whose heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would jump out of her throat.

These four young masters, though not second-generation officials, were still second-generation rich, with some wealth and power in Jiangzhou. Such people, even one of them, were not someone Zhao Yaqing, a KTV princess, could afford to offend. Now, her friend's friend had humiliated all four of them so badly.

It was clear what kind of anger and revenge would be waiting for her!

"Quick, let's go!" Thinking of the storm that was about to come, Zhao Yaqing no longer had the courage to face the four. Seeing them stand up and wipe the filth off their bodies, she pulled Liu Ke and ran out.

As for Xia Yunjie, she didn't care. If it weren't for him, she would have just finished a liter of brandy. Now, she had to run.

But Liu Ke seemed to have taken the wrong medicine and didn't run. Zhao Yaqing, not expecting Liu Ke to stay, stumbled forward.

"Run, where the hell are you running!" Seeing Zhao Yaqing trying to run, one of the young masters, without thinking, picked up a bottle of alcohol from the table and threw it at her.

"Bang!" The beer bottle flew over her head and shattered on the marble floor, glass shards flying everywhere, and beer foam spilling all over.

"Ah!" Zhao Yaqing couldn't help but scream and stood still, not daring to move.

"Run! Run, damn it!" Seeing that his beer bottle had intimidated Zhao Yaqing, the young master finally felt a sense of relief and manliness, and couldn't help but shout arrogantly.

"Master Li! Master Li! I won't run, I won't run, let's talk..." Zhao Yaqing turned around, tears streaming down her face, and pleaded, almost kneeling.

Although Xia Yunjie was indeed annoyed by Zhao Yaqing's earlier cursing, he understood her fear. Seeing her so scared, he felt a mix of sympathy and anger.

Without a word, he picked up a bottle of alcohol from the table and, with a cold face, strode toward the so-called Master Li.

Seeing Xia Yunjie, the "ruffian" bartender, about to attack again, Zhao Yaqing and the other women were terrified and rushed forward, grabbing his arms and legs, shouting, "Brother Jie, don't!"

Kicking a few times was already a big trouble, and if he were to smash a beer bottle on someone's head, causing a bloody mess, it would be even harder to resolve.

Xia Yunjie, of course, didn't consider so much. In fact, he didn't have the heart to think about it now. His whole body was being squeezed by soft, plump bodies, and the strong perfume smell was turning his anger into a different kind of fire.

"Don't you dare!" Seeing Xia Yunjie being held back by the women, the young masters picked up bottles of alcohol from the coffee table and cursed as they smashed them at Xia Yunjie's head.

But before their bottles could hit, Xia Yunjie had already broken free from the women's hold and, with a kick, sent the wooden coffee table flying.

The wooden coffee table flew and crashed into the four young masters.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" More screams echoed in the room as the four young masters were pinned under the long coffee table.

The bottles they had raised were knocked back onto their own heads, and the bottles, fruit plates, snacks, and glasses on the coffee table all fell on their heads and faces.

Their heads and faces were covered in cuts, and beer foam flowed everywhere.

The room fell silent again, and Zhao Yaqing and the others stared dumbfounded at the four young masters struggling to get up under the coffee table.

But this time, Zhao Yaqing reacted much faster. Without waiting for them to get up, she pulled Liu Ke's hand and prepared to run again.

"Brother Jie is here, it's fine," Liu Ke said, shaking off her hand.

"My silly sister, do you think this is the age of fighting with fists? Do you think this is the countryside? They are all from wealthy families. Beating them up and going to jail is one thing, but what if they come back for revenge? Let's run," Zhao Yaqing stomped her feet in frustration.

"What's there to be afraid of? With Brother Jie, it's fine!" Liu Ke said calmly again.

"Brother Jie, Brother Jie, what time is it to still talk about Brother Jie? Do you think he's the police chief? He's just a bartender! If you don't leave, I'll go first!" Zhao Yaqing was almost in tears from Liu Ke's words.