A man's abdomen took two heavy kicks, and he let out a wail, stumbled back a few steps, and crashed against the wall with a thud.
Jiang Nan Fang, in her high heels, was about to step forward to deliver two more kicks when Zhan Bei Jue's long legs strode out, stepping on the man's face with his leather shoe first.
His features contorted, he looked down at him coldly, "Whose daddy are you?"
The man first wailed, then felt ashamed and indignant. He grabbed Zhan Bei Jue's foot with his hands and retorted defiantly, "Damn it! Who the hell are you? I was talking to this woman, what's it to you? Are you her lover?"
"If you're a man, don't ruin other people's good time. If you have the guts, let's fight one-on-one. Let me go!"
He was already stepping on his face, and he still wasn't convinced? Was he willing to risk his life for a woman?
Zhan Bei Jue pressed down with his foot, first shaking off the man's foul hand that was grabbing his shoe, then moved his foot to the man's chest and stomped down heavily.
"I'll ask you one last time, whose daddy are you?"
"You... cough cough..."
Zhan Bei Jue stood up on one leg, his entire weight pressing down on the man's chest, and ground his heel, "Now what?"
"Let me go... it hurts so much... Damn you, do you know who I am..."
He had seen people who didn't know when to quit, but he had never seen anyone so oblivious to their own demise. He was still being stubborn. It seemed he had been too gentle, and without a demonstration of his strength, his will to survive wouldn't be awakened.
Zhan Bei Jue raised his hand, loosened his tie, and stretched his neck. He tilted his head slightly and spoke to Jiang Nan Fang, who was watching from the side, without looking at her.
"I'm about to lose my temper. You should go out first."
Then he took off his jacket and threw it onto the man's face.
"..." Jiang Nan Fang hadn't expected to run into him here.
This was originally a matter between her and this man, and she was capable of resolving it herself. She didn't need him to intervene at all...
He fought like he had a germ phobia, holding back and being so proper. It left her speechless. "How about you go out first? I'll handle it myself."
She doesn't want to leave?
Indeed, a woman who spent her life among men wouldn't have much courage to attract their attention.
She likes watching fights? Fine. Let her watch if she wants, but don't have nightmares tonight.
The man, his head covered, was still cursing defiantly. Zhan Bei Jue turned his head, his eyes hardening, then suddenly bent down, grabbed the man by the neck through his clothes, and lifted him up entirely.
"Ah, ah, ah! What are you doing?"
"CRASH!" Zhan Bei Jue kicked him in the stomach.
"Ah!" The man fell to his knees before him.
Twisting his neck, he looped it over his shoulder, and with a thud, the man was thrown to the ground like a sandbag.
He then grabbed the back of the man's head, making him lift it, spun him around under his arm, and with a crash, slammed him against the stall door.
This time, the man completely surrendered. "Don't hit me anymore... Brother, I was wrong... Please, please don't hit me anymore..."
Zhan Bei Jue ignored him, walked forward, and stepped on the man's lecherous hand. "Ah..."
It was the first time Jiang Nan Fang had seen Zhan Bei Jue get rough with someone. She hadn't expected him to be so fierce, tossing the man around like a rag doll, left and right, without any fear of consequences.
No wonder he had asked her to leave first. To be honest, after watching him fight for a while, Jiang Nan Fang was a little scared.
Although the man was detestable, his crime didn't warrant death. There was no need to beat him like this.
"Zhan Bei Jue, that's enough. If you keep hitting him, he'll die."
The sound of bones cracking came from his hand. The man's screams were so loud they almost lifted the bathroom ceiling. Zhan Bei Jue's expression turned grim, and he turned his head to glance at Jiang Nan Fang, "Are you starting to feel sorry for him? What, you like him being your daddy so much?"
"..."
"This is nothing yet. If you don't like watching, then get out."
"..."
As he spoke, he kicked open the bathroom door that the man's head was leaning against, wrapped his jacket around the man's shoulder, and dragged him into the stall like a dead fish.