Chapter 24

Zhao Kan's face turned pale, as if he had been dealt a heavy blow. He looked at Yalin beside him, roaring like a wounded beast: "Zhou Lingling! Do you know how many love letters I wrote to you? Ninety-nine! Ninety-nine love letters, and you couldn't even give me a second glance! I thought you were a virtuous woman, but if I had known—known that you were here to sell yourself, I wouldn't have written those damn love letters! Damn love poems!"

"Yaling," or rather, Zhou Lingling, suddenly stood up and burst into tears, as if struck in her most vulnerable spot. She rushed to the door, seemingly wanting to pull it open and run out, but when her hand touched the doorknob, she became afraid and could only sit down on the carpet, sobbing uncontrollably.

At that moment, the jukebox automatically played a song called "I, the One You No Longer Love." On the large LCD TV, Dick Cowboy was howling: "I, the one you no longer love, am still single, fighting day and night against my heart and memories. Why do you have to touch my pain, let me be alone..."

Slap!

At this moment, the quiet-looking "Yueyi" reached out and slapped Zhao Kan across the face. "F*ck! Are you even a man? Do you think every woman wants to come here to sell herself? Besides, if you were really noble, would you come to a place like this for pleasure? If you're a man, please leave quietly!"

Zhao Kan, stung by the slap, gradually calmed down. At this point, he definitely had no interest in losing his virginity. He gave a bitter smile to Qin Lang and said, "Bro, I've made a fool of myself—let's go!"

"Let's go, life is a joke, don't take it to heart," Qin Lang patted Zhao Kan's back.

Zhao Kan twisted the bottle of champagne in his hand and took out all the money in his pocket, throwing it to the "Yaling" on the floor: "Thank you for showing me the true nature of love!"

"Don't get too worked up, we're leaving," Qin Lang supported Zhao Kan, who was clearly on the verge of breaking down, and they left the private room.

"I've given them all my money!" After they left, Zhao Kan said to the doorman.

Because the private room had excellent soundproofing, the doorman had no idea what had just happened inside, thinking Zhao Kan had just gotten drunk quickly.

But this kind of thing was nothing new to him. As long as the guests paid, it didn't matter how long they stayed.

Just as Qin Lang and Zhao Kan were about to leave, an alarm suddenly sounded outside. Zhao Kan exclaimed, "F*ck! What bad luck I have today! No woman, and now I'm in trouble! I don't want to go to the police station!"

Others were as panicked as Zhao Kan. Everyone knew why they were here, and many didn't want to be caught and taken to the station, so the corridor was already in chaos, despite the doorman's efforts to maintain order.

Qin Lang had a sudden idea and dragged Zhao Kan to the other end of the corridor, then kicked open a private room on the back side of the club. Qin Lang's original plan was to escape through the window with Zhao Kan, but to his surprise, a thrilling "battle" was taking place inside this luxurious private room. Three white buttocks and four fleshy mounds were bouncing around, and a bald, pot-bellied man was enjoying a "threesome." What Qin Lang didn't expect was that this bald, pot-bellied man looked familiar, like the person who had spoken on the podium during the inspection at No. 7 High School yesterday. Without hesitation, Qin Lang took out his phone and snapped over a dozen photos of the bald man, but his movements were so quick and discreet that even Zhao Kan didn't notice.

Hearing the alarm, the bald man also panicked. He didn't have time to think about why Qin Lang had kicked open the locked door and hurriedly pulled up his pants to find an escape route. By then, Qin Lang had already kicked open the window, and he and Zhao Kan jumped into the lawn behind the club.

The bald man, seeing a glimmer of hope, hastily put on a shirt and, seemingly finding an unexpected strength, climbed through the small window and jumped down.

Qin Lang and Zhao Kan landed safely and had just taken a few steps when they heard a thud, as if something heavy had landed.

Qin Lang turned around and saw the bald man face-planting on the lawn, looking extremely embarrassed. Hearing the alarm, the bald man quickly got up and ran, but he stumbled after just a few steps, seemingly injured in the leg.

"Leave him alone!" Zhao Kan, seeing Qin Lang's intention to help the bald man, quickly called out, not wanting to get involved.

Qin Lang insisted on helping the bald man, despite his nearly eighty kilograms. For Qin Lang, it wasn't a problem, and he easily lifted him up and led him and Zhao Kan out through a small back door. By then, the Pure Beauty Bay Club was in chaos inside and out.

After successfully escaping, all three breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment, Qin Lang saw a fire breaking out on the left side, and the alarm was mostly a fire alarm!

"Sh*t!" Zhao Kan couldn't help but curse. He felt that today was the unluckiest day of his life. He didn't lose his virginity and almost got caught by the police as a john. He thought he had escaped, but it turned out to be a false alarm due to a fire!

Qin Lang couldn't help but laugh. "Guilt makes cowards of us all!"

"Ouch!" At that moment, the bald man groaned in pain, clutching his stomach and squatting down.

It seemed he was injured.

"Hey, mister, what's wrong?" Zhao Kan couldn't help but ask, considering they were in the same boat. They couldn't just leave him to die.

"Nothing... nothing!" The bald man was clearly trying to endure the pain.

"Did you hurt your manhood?" Qin Lang saw through it.

"How... how did you know?" When the bald man jumped from the second floor, he didn't hurt his leg but his manhood. Today was his unlucky day. Someone had invited him to experience a "double flight" here, and to fully enjoy it, he had taken a blue pill to boost his performance. But just as things were starting, Qin Lang and Zhao Kan burst in, and the alarm went off. The bald man thought it was a political rival's surprise attack, so he panicked and jumped with Qin Lang and Zhao Kan. When he landed, his manhood hit the ground hard, and it turned out his manhood wasn't as hard as the ground, leading to this tragic outcome.

"You've been holding your manhood this whole time," Qin Lang said calmly. "Do you want me to call an ambulance?"

"No... no need!" The bald man seemed to be holding on. "Can I use your phone to make a call?"

"Sure." Qin Lang handed him his phone.

"It's me! I—I need you to pick me up at the back of the Sanjiang Green Island Jianglan Building, right away—" The bald man quickly made a call.

"Your condition doesn't look good," Qin Lang said calmly. "I don't think you can last five minutes. That area is rapidly swelling. If not treated in time, it could be permanently damaged."

"How... how do you know? Are you a medical student?" The bald man asked in confusion.

"My family has a long history in traditional Chinese medicine," Qin Lang said calmly. "You can hold on, but you won't last two minutes."

The bald man seemed skeptical, but Qin Lang was right. Despite being a party member, he couldn't endure the pain for even a minute. "I can't... can you... help me?"

"Of course," Qin Lang said calmly. "Take off your pants."

"What!" The bald man exclaimed.

"Up to you," Qin Lang said calmly. "If we weren't in the same boat, I wouldn't bother. Since you choose to die with your pride, we won't help. Goodbye!"

"Brother... please wait!"

{Piaotian Literature}