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Chixia, devoid of a woman's shyness, appeared like a seasoned seductress under the dim light of the inn. She wore a purple corset and delicate lace panties, her expression stiff and cold. In a submissive posture, she leaned in to kiss Xiao Qiang's cheek, hand, and even...
Xiao Qiang pushed Chixia away, feeling an increasing sense of loneliness deep within. Regardless of how he tried, he could never truly like her. His gaze shifted to the bag beside him as he heard Nalan's voice outside for the third time: "Hey, kid, you shouldn't like her." The words were blunt, almost provocative.
Chixia rolled over and got up without showing any sign of dissatisfaction at Xiao Qiang's indifference. She remained obediently lying back until she noticed him rise, at which point she moved slightly.
"I'll be right back."
Nalan was already growing impatient outside. He whispered in Xiao Qiang's ear, "The women here are quite something—wild and bold." As he spoke, their shadows appeared sneaky under the dim light as they exited the inn.
Nalan wanted to take Xiao Qiang out for some fun at a bar in Eagle City! To him, Tomorrow's Battle looked grim; life was too short not to enjoy it while one could. Not knowing what tomorrow would bring, he aimed to have a good time tonight. Even if Tomorrow's Battle ended with death at the hands of the Fallen One, it would still be worth it!
Bars typically had a smoky atmosphere.
In Xiao Qiang's view, if one's mindset was right and there were no wars raging, it would be better to enjoy a quiet drink at an inn and savor tea culture—that was the true enjoyment of life.
Eagle City wasn't large, but there were several bars. The dim yellow lamps bore hastily scrawled names; 'Woman's Fragrance' was one of them. Nalan seemed familiar with the place and didn't bother to choose; it was as if he were a regular. He walked straight in without pausing.
The entrance appeared clean and devoid of heavily made-up women to greet them. Once inside, the atmosphere of the bar began to heat up; most patrons were in their twenties or thirties.
Xiao Qiang's guess was correct; upon entering the bar, someone approached Nalan with drinks.
As Xiao Qiang stepped inside, he felt a pair of eyes watching him. Without needing to search for them, he found their owner leaning against the bar counter. The woman wore a backless sky-blue dress that accentuated her ample curves and slender waist, revealing her fair skin. She exuded elegance and charm, her figure perfectly shaped—curves where they should be and allure radiating from every inch.
With delicate fingers wrapped around her glass, she raised it towards him with a coy smile... That enchanting smile seemed to draw Xiao Qiang in completely; he couldn't help but change direction and walk toward her...
Nalan glanced sideways at him, smirking quietly but not stopping Xiao Qiang from approaching the alluring woman.
In her eyes, Xiao Qiang saw a hint of familiarity—a glimmer that reminded him of Lin Yu. The longing he felt day and night had blurred his perception and judgment just enough to create this momentary confusion.
Almost every woman around him bore the shadow of Lin Yu.
"Whiskey," the woman said, her voice sweet and crisp, with a heavy southern accent. Her nails, painted in a shade of magnolia, glimmered as they traced the rim of her glass. Her gaze remained fixed on him since he entered.
In this small Eagle City, encountering such a beauty was unexpected for Xiao Qiang. He returned her indifferent smile, nodded as he accepted the filled glass from the bartender, but instead of bringing it to his lips, he held it firmly and apologized to the Butterfly Woman, "I'm sorry, I can't."
This was an unprecedented occurrence; many men had longed for a drink from the Butterfly Woman only to be ignored. Yet today, this man boldly refused her...
The air instantly thickened with tension. The bartender seemed to be preparing for something, quietly slipping away to observe from a distance.
Xiao Qiang was puzzled, noticing that the woman's expression remained radiant, but those around her seemed off. Some were gritting their teeth, others rolled up their sleeves, and a few moved closer to him and the woman, glaring at him with hostility.
He searched for Nalan, but the guy had disappeared into thin air. Well then! It looked like he had to handle this on his own.
He gently set down his glass; it made a soft 'ding' as it touched the counter—a silent command. The first burly man who approached swung his fist at Xiao Qiang's face with a gust of wind.
Without time to question why, Xiao Qiang nimbly dodged the punch. A rush of movement followed as other onlookers surged forward...
Xiao Qiang became the focal point of attention, surrounded and targeted.
A cacophony erupted as he fought back, turning the surroundings into chaos. The situation spiraled out of control; a brawl between mutants and humans officially began.
In such circumstances, Xiao Qiang found it difficult to use his Ability. He had to rely on dodging, evading, counterattacking—being agile to deal with these brutish men.
He could feel multiple injuries across his body; blood trickled from his nose, and he felt slightly dizzy—perhaps a mild concussion! Even so, he managed to take down several men who rolled on the ground, howling in pain.
The Butterfly Woman observed with an elegant demeanor and keen interest. She brought her glass to her lips and took a delicate sip, her gaze cold and profound.
No matter how much of a Head Wolf you are, you cannot contend with a pack of jackals. Just as Xiao Qiang was suffering a great loss, a figure slipped in through the doorway. Clad in a tight red outfit, Chixia raised her gun nonchalantly and fired a bullet that struck the whiskey bottle just opened behind Butterfly Woman.
Butterfly Woman's eyes flickered, her expression growing colder. Suddenly, she tossed aside her wine glass and leaned back, each hand now holding a gun.
The men surrounding Xiao Qiang scattered at the sound of the gunfire. They moved like a well-trained group of thugs, retreating in an orderly fashion to stand behind Butterfly Woman.
Now, only two women faced off against each other.
Xiao Qiang rose to his feet, wiping away the blood from the corners of his mouth and eyes. The wounds on his body were healing beneath his clothing. Under the astonished gazes of everyone present, he stepped steadily toward Chixia.
Suddenly, a tall and powerful man emerged from the shadows behind the bar, clapping his hands rhythmically. With each clap, he wore a knowing smile, as if to tell Xiao Qiang that the earlier brawl had been orchestrated by him all along.
To Xiao Qiang, this might be Nalan's scheme; he still did not fully trust himself. Perhaps it was due to his injuries that he began to doubt his own identity, leading him to believe that this was an elaborate trap set in the bar to force him to reveal his true self.
The imposing man approached Butterfly Woman, who welcomed him affectionately... The two shared an ambiguous kiss under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Nalan was the last to make an entrance. He feigned surprise and said, "Hey hey, it's a misunderstanding! We're all family here." As he spoke, he glanced at Xiao Qiang, his eyes filled with feigned concern.
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