Tang Mo was very sexy. The most outstanding features of a woman were all displayed on her. She glanced at Chu Hao and nodded. "Indeed, he can drink."
Tang Mo said, "Little Yue, this bar isn’t anything special. Why did you drag me here?"
Little Yue smiled mysteriously and replied, "I brought you here to see Thirteenth Sister."
Tang Mo’s interest perked. "Thirteenth Sister, the one from the young hoodlums’ group?"
"Sister Zi Gui is much tougher than Thirteenth Sister. She is the Boss of the Rose Society and commands Anli City’s underworld. You wouldn’t know, but many hoodlums call her ’Sister Gui’ when they see her," Little Yue said excitedly.
Tang Mo smiled faintly. She had seen too many bosses. Those in Capital City were much stronger than the ones in Anli City, and they still submitted obediently in her presence.
Tang Mo, having received a call from Yi Qinglian yesterday, had arrived in Anli City the next day. Unable to meet Yi Qinglian, that girl was still mad at her.
Upon hearing about Boss Violet, the real-life version of Thirteenth Sister, Tang Mo was rather indifferent.
Little Yue’s mouth hung open. "Look at that guy. Since we came in, he has already drunk fifteen crates of beer."
At that moment, inside the bar’s booth, Chu Hao had downed several more crates of beer. The group of hoodlums was practically dead drunk. Wang Dali had already collapsed, and only one person continued to drink with Chu Hao—the elder hoodlum.
It wasn’t just them; even the bystanders were stunned.
Chu Hao could drink an extraordinary amount. Since morning, he had consumed over a dozen crates of beer.
"Damn! A real booze God is among us."
"Holy mother, I just counted. He drank fourteen crates of beer all by himself. Am I dreaming?"
"God of booze! God of booze!!"
A group of hoodlums howled, creating a highly charged atmosphere.
Chu Hao, pointing at the elder hoodlum, tilted his face upward and demanded, "Do you submit?"
"Big brother, my real brother, I submit... I submit."
The elder hoodlum, completely unable to drink any more, finally collapsed on the table, having thrown up five or six times.
Chu Hao stood on the booth seat, hands on his hips, laughing heartily. In fact, he was also dizzy and could hardly stand steadily. He asked, "Is there anyone else who wants to drink?"
Drink my ass! You alone have drunk seventeen or eighteen people under the table. Who would dare to drink with you?
"Wow! So handsome, he can really hold his liquor. I want to get his phone number," Little Yue said adoringly, cradling her pretty face.
Tang Mo flicked Little Yue on her forehead and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you really want to hang out with hoodlums?"
Little Yue stuck out her tongue playfully and said, "I was just saying."
Chu Hao’s domineering aura indeed attracted many people. A number of girls looked over, and if not for the fact that he was with a group of hoodlums, they might have come over to ask for his number.
At that moment, Zi Gui came down. She was indeed very domineering, clad in a black trench coat draped over her shoulders, with a cigarette in her mouth.
Little Yue said excitedly, "Look, that’s Boss Violet. I heard that all the girls from the nearby universities are under her protection."
Tang Mo also took a glance. She saw a very domineering woman, with an impressive figure, and long, slender legs.
Zi Gui glanced at Chu Hao, inwardly surprised. Ya Xiao’s brother really was remarkable when it came to drinking.
However, Zi Gui soon looked away as a chill flashed in her eyes. With a wave of her hand, she commanded, "Welcome the guests."
The hoodlums were startled and quickly stood up.
Then, at the entrance of the bar, a mighty group of people arrived, each with a devil-may-care attitude and a fierce bearing.
The leader, a man with a scorpion tattoo on his face, effortlessly exuding authority, twirled two walnuts in his hand as he strode into the bar.
The bar’s patrons were astonished. Sensing trouble, some immediately left the bar.
Little Yue whispered, "Sister Mo, let’s get out of here. It looks like a fight is going to break out."
Tang Mo was somewhat interested and said, "I want to see what Boss Violet is capable of."
The DJ music stopped. In the center of the dance floor, the crowd parted.
The members of both sides faced off, stationed all around.
Zi Gui held a cigarette between her lips, the natural dominance in her actions unquestionable. She took a drag and exhaled a smoke ring. "Scorpion, you don’t visit a temple without a cause. Bringing so many people, are you trying to level my Rose Garden?"
Scorpion replied coldly, "Zi Gui, you know why I’m here. Since when is Muli University your territory? You’re meddling too much."
Zi Gui flicked the butt of her cigarette away. She smiled faintly—and quite beautifully at that—her almond-shaped face carrying a hint of wicked charm. "I believe I have said that the universities in Anli City are under my protection, and not a single girl there can be touched. Your men were acting like jerks, so I just taught them a lesson, that’s all."
Scorpion furrowed his brow. "My guys were just dating, and you interfere with that too?"
"Coercion is also called dating? Then is rape considered true love?" Zi Gui scoffed.
Not far away, Tang Mo was becoming somewhat admiring, saying, "Does Boss Violet really protect all the female university students?"
Little Yue nodded and said admiringly, "Of course! Otherwise, where do you think all the girls at the Rose Garden Bar come from? They’re all under Zi Gui’s protection. And... Zi Gui often stands up for the girls. She’s an idol for all the girls around here and mine too."
Scorpion’s gaze turned frosty as he said coldly, "I came here today for another reason as well. You crippled my brother, didn’t you?"
Zi Gui lit up another cigarette and replied, "You’re talking about that little scorpion of yours? He bothered my sister and was rude, so I taught him a lesson."
Scorpion cursed loudly, "You wrecked his manhood! Damn it, if you don’t give me a satisfying answer today, I will raze the Rose Garden to the ground, and you won’t find peace!"
Zi Gui chuckled, "Am I supposed to be frightened of you?"
A group of thugs started the brawl, fighting fiercely.
Once the fight began, the Rose Garden’s members were immediately at a disadvantage, mainly because Chu Hao had gotten a dozen of the Rose Garden’s senior members drunk. Relying on them to fight now? That was absolutely impossible.
Zi Gui was also helpless. If Wang Dali and the others were sober, they wouldn’t be at such a disadvantage.
Little Yue said, "Sister Mo, let’s go."
Tang Mo nodded, losing interest as the Rose Garden’s people were being overpowered.
From his seat, Chu Hao was feeling a bit dizzy, mumbling, "The music, why did the music stop?"
A bottle struck Chu Hao’s head, causing him slight pain.
"Damn it, who hit me?"
One of Scorpion’s underlings, seeing Wang Dali and the others collapsed on the table while Chu Hao alone was still conscious, had grabbed a beer bottle and thrown it.
The thug shouted, "Victory to the Scorpion Club!"
What kind of idiot...?
Chu Hao, enraged, kicked out, sending the grown man flying through the air—literally flying, not rolling.
Many noticed Chu Hao and charged at him, yelling, their faces ferocious, looking as if they were about to devour him alive.
There were too many of them, and some were also hurling bottles at Chu Hao.
Chu Hao was startled too. With so many attackers, he didn’t react in time. He took a few hits from cups and steel pipes, but fortunately, his sturdy physique kept him from passing out.
Chu Hao roared, "System! I want to take these punks down."