Chapter 43

"Hey—what are you doing!"

Fu Yingxiao finally reacted, and Qin Lang had ruined her good thing, so she was naturally very upset. Pointing at Qin Lang, she started to scold him, "Have you never had iced water before? How dare you snatch what Lady wants!"

The waitress also confronted Qin Lang, "Sir, how can you just take someone else's drink like that!"

"What? Take someone else's?" Qin Lang showed a very dissatisfied expression, "I ordered a glass of iced water earlier, and you never brought it. Now that you've brought it, I took it to drink. What's the problem?"

"But this is what they ordered." The waitress said, suppressing her anger.

"That's also a matter of who came first. I ordered it first, so I should drink it first!" Qin Lang argued, "Besides, they all ordered soda. This is the only glass of iced water, so I thought it must be for me."

While Qin Lang and the waitress were arguing, Tao Ruoxiang took the opportunity to take a sample from the iced water.

However, Tao Ruoxiang's quick actions were noticed by Fu Yingxiao, who suddenly became alert. She rushed towards Tao Ruoxiang, shouting, "You damn woman, what are you doing!"

As she scolded, Fu Yingxiao reached out to grab Tao Ruoxiang's hair. Fu Yingxiao, being a notorious troublemaker at the art school, was clearly used to fighting and was very skilled at hair-pulling and face-scratching, typical "free-fighting" techniques for women. Her other sisters also rushed over to help, trying to take advantage of their numbers.

Tao Ruoxiang had just managed to put a bit of iced water into a small test tube when she saw Fu Yingxiao reaching out to grab her hair. Having received training in free-fighting, she reflexively grabbed Fu Yingxiao's arm, pulled it sharply, and executed a beautiful shoulder throw. With a loud thud, Fu Yingxiao's body fell straight onto the small wooden table in the booth, letting out a pained cry and unable to get up for a moment.

"I hate it when people pull my hair!" Tao Ruoxiang coldly snorted. Her move to subdue the leader immediately intimidated the other art school girls, who hesitated to attack Tao Ruoxiang.

Qin Lang was also taken aback. It seemed Tao Ruoxiang wasn't exaggerating; she indeed knew free-fighting. Although she wasn't an expert, she was more than capable of handling girls like Fu Yingxiao.

"You... you're Teacher Tao?" Jiang Xueqing finally came to her senses and looked at Tao Ruoxiang in surprise.

"Didn't you hear me? Follow me out of here!" Tao Ruoxiang said to Jiang Xueqing. Since they had the evidence, she didn't plan to stay any longer. She intended to hand the matter over to the police.

"Stop that bitch!" Fu Yingxiao cried out in pain, "Ouch... don't let her get away!"

As Fu Yingxiao said this, the waitress suddenly kicked at Tao Ruoxiang and threw a tray at her head, while the other girls pounced on Jiang Xueqing. They were wary of Tao Ruoxiang but thought they could easily handle Jiang Xueqing.

On the other hand, Qin Lang, a male, was completely ignored!

Bang!

At that moment, the door on the first floor of the water bar suddenly closed. Fights often broke out outside the art school, so it was common for the door to be closed before a fight started. No one would call the police unless there was a bloody mess.

"Liu Ming—damn it! Hurry up and come help... the girls from our school are being bullied by guys from another school!"

Women can be the most vicious. Although Fu Yingxiao had no real skills, she was good at stirring up trouble. The boys on the first floor, hearing that girls from their school were being bullied by guys from another school, were enraged and rushed upstairs. Two of them even brandished bottles and chairs, charging at Qin Lang with a fierce look.

In terms of numbers, Qin Lang and Tao Ruoxiang were clearly at a disadvantage.

"Qin Lang, what are you standing there for—" Tao Ruoxiang, who was struggling to hold her ground, urgently said to Qin Lang, "Call the police quickly!"

"I'll stop you from calling the police!"

An art school boy, to prevent Qin Lang from calling the police, dashed over and, using his momentum, leaped into the air, aiming a powerful kick at Qin Lang's chest. The move was flashy and vicious.

If Qin Lang didn't know martial arts, that flying kick might have knocked him out. But Qin Lang wasn't that weak. Just as the other boy's foot was about to hit his chest, Qin Lang took a step forward with his right foot, planting it firmly on the ground. The step produced a loud thud, causing the entire second floor to shake. At the same time, Qin Lang's left hand shot out, grabbing the boy's ankle like an eagle catching a chick. He then spun the boy around like a club and released him, sending the unfortunate boy flying into the other boys rushing to his aid.

Shouts erupted, and chaos ensued on the second floor.

Qin Lang moved again, easily protecting Tao Ruoxiang and the girl named Jiang Xueqing, and they retreated to another booth on the second floor, with Qin Lang blocking the entrance.

Fu Yingxiao and the three waitresses in the water bar surrounded the three of them.

"Damn it! Who dares to cause trouble in my place! Looking for a fight?"

At that moment, an extremely arrogant woman's voice rang out, and Fu Yingxiao and the others hurriedly called her "Sis Circle."

Soon, a short-haired, spiky-haired girl with a cigarette in her mouth appeared at the front of the crowd. She was no more than twenty years old but gave off a strong sense of worldliness, clearly someone who had been in the game for a long time. "Sis Circle" disdainfully looked at Qin Lang, Tao Ruoxiang, and Jiang Xueqing, and first addressed Jiang Xueqing, "Little girl, you should know who I am, Lin Xiaquan! I'll give you five seconds to stand on my side! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Dream on! I'm with Teacher Tao!" Jiang Xueqing didn't know exactly what was happening, but she knew who was on the right side. Despite her fear, she remained relatively calm.

"Fine! Little girl, you asked for it!" Lin Xiaquan glared at Jiang Xueqing and then looked at Tao Ruoxiang, "You're a teacher? What, trying to uphold justice in my place?"

At this point, Fu Yingxiao whispered a few words in Lin Xiaquan's ear. Lin Xiaquan's face darkened, and she suddenly pulled out a butterfly knife from her waist, flicking it open with a swift motion. "Leave everything you have. Otherwise, this knife will leave a mark on your face—teacher!"

"Enough! Little punk! Don't threaten my—woman!"

Qin Lang originally wanted to say "don't threaten my woman," which would have sounded more dominant, but with Jiang Xueqing there, it might have been too much, so he modified it slightly.

Lin Xiaquan, though a punk, didn't like being called a "little punk." Hearing Qin Lang's words, she spat the cigarette in her mouth at his face and stabbed at his abdomen with the knife.

Lin Xiaquan, as someone who had been in the game, was indeed ruthless.

Tao Ruoxiang and Jiang Xueqing couldn't help but gasp in alarm, worried for Qin Lang.

But just as Lin Xiaquan's knife touched the edge of Qin Lang's clothes, she suddenly flew up and crashed into the ceiling, then fell heavily to the ground, not even making a sound—

Lin Xiaquan had been kicked unconscious by Qin Lang!

Fu Yingxiao and the others were stunned. In their eyes, "Sis Circle" was a formidable figure, their leader, but she had been knocked out with a single kick by Qin Lang.

While they were still in shock, Qin Lang suddenly acted. He raised his hand and threw a cloud of white powder, covering Fu Yingxiao and the others—

Lime powder?

Tao Ruoxiang was dumbfounded, wondering what kind of person Qin Lang was to use such a low-down tactic.