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Chapter 39: Discarding

"Rip~"

With a slight force, Long Zaitian tore a long slit into Zhuo Yi’s dress.

Licking his lips and with a green gleam in his eyes, Long Zaitian said with a wicked smile, "Stop screaming, even if you scream your throat raw, no one will come to save you."

"You bastard, let me go, let me go!" Tears hung at the corners of Zhuo Yi’s eyes as she struggled forcefully, yet she couldn’t escape Long Zaitian’s grasp no matter what.

Long Zaitian snorted and said, "Acting all pure in front of me? The women of Pan-Blue Company are nothing but a bunch of hookers, yet they still fucking pretend to be innocent."

Biting her lip, Zhuo Yi tried not to cry out loud. This detestable bastard was insulting her like this, and she had already decided that if she were truly violated by this shameless bastard today, there would be no point in living on.

Hiding in the restroom, Zhang Meng heard Zhuo Yi’s cries and suddenly a surge of courage welled up inside her; she pulled open the door of the restroom and dashed out quickly.

Seeing Long Zaitian ripping at Zhuo Yi’s clothes filled Zhang Meng with a burst of rage. She didn’t know where the courage came from, but she grabbed a vase from nearby and tiptoed behind Long Zaitian, raising the vase high and smashing it down hard on the back of Long Zaitian’s head.

"Crack!"

The vase shattered securely on the back of Long Zaitian’s head, breaking into countless pieces that fell onto the carpet.

"Fuck!"

Long Zaitian lurched forward from the blow, clutching his head, and angrily cursed. He slowly moved the hand that was covering the back of his head to his eyes, and seeing the fresh blood on his palm made his eyes widen.

Zhuo Yi, pinned down by Long Zaitian, was also startled by the sudden turn of events and momentarily forgot how to speak.

"Drip~ Drip~"

Blood dripped from Long Zaitian’s palm, falling drop by drop onto Zhuo Yi.

After smashing the vase, Zhang Meng stood aside, her wide eyes trembling slightly.

Looking at the bloodied Long Zaitian, Zhang Meng suddenly felt very afraid. His horrifying appearance frightened her and she kept backing away.

"You little slut, dare to hit me? Motherfucker, I’ll see how I deal with you today!" Long Zaitian roared and stretched his hands to grab Zhang Meng.

Meanwhile, the two men outside the door heard the loud noise followed by Long Zaitian’s cursing from the room, and a look of anxiety crossed their faces as they reached to push the door open.

But just as they were about to push the door, a man appeared behind them like a ghost and tapped their shoulders.

Turning around with furrowed brows, they saw a young man who had appeared behind them at an unknown time.

The newcomer was Li Xiaoyao, who had rushed over at top speed after receiving a call from Zhang Meng.

Li Xiaoyao also heard the noise from inside the door just now and guessed that Zhang Meng and Zhuo Yi must have been resisting, and that the man intent on misdeed probably hadn’t succeeded yet.

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"Who are you?" the two men asked impatiently.

Li Xiaoyao revealed a cold smirk, and unease sent a chill through the men’s hearts, but before they could react, Li Xiaoyao had already made his move.

Moving like Running Thunder, Li Xiaoyao delivered a short punch to a man’s stomach. The man emitted an "Ergh~" sound and then fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Following that, Li Xiaoyao chopped with his hand to the neck of the other man, who also collapsed instantly.

The hotel manager and waiter stood to the side, watching as Li Xiaoyao struck with lightning speed and effortlessly knocked down two burly men, and they couldn’t help but swallow their saliva in unison.

It was indeed, too violent.

"Call the police immediately!" After saying this to the hotel manager, Li Xiaoyao reached out and pushed open the door of the private room.

Long Zaitian had already pinned Zhang Meng down on the table, his right hand reaching under to grasp her skirt and yanking it forcefully.

Zhang Meng’s eyes brimmed with tears as she tried to resist, but her strength was limited, and she was no match for Long Zaitian.

"Big Brother Li!" Zhuo Yi, slumped in a corner of the private room, saw the suddenly appearing Li Xiaoyao, who seemed like a Celestial God descending, and a surge of excitement filled her heart.

Each time, whenever she encountered trouble, this man would always appear like a savior. Sometimes, even Zhuo Yi would wonder, could it be that she and Li Xiaoyao were truly fated?

"It’s all right, I’m here," Li Xiaoyao said to her gently, then quickly walked towards Long Zaitian, grabbed him by the hair, and yanked it hard backward.

Long Zaitian didn’t yet understand what was happening when he suddenly felt his hair being pulled back by a force, and then, that force grew stronger, lifting his body off the ground before violently smashing him down to the floor.

With a "bang," Long Zaitian crashed to the ground, and even though the carpet provided some cushioning, the rapid descent still jarred his insides violently.

Long Zaitian retched, cursing as he tried to get up, but Li Xiaoyao suddenly appeared in front of him, lifted one foot, and stomped heavily on his chest.

Looking down from above, Li Xiaoyao coldly regarded Long Zaitian beneath his foot and said, "Quite bold, daring to touch my woman?"

Long Zaitian was filled with rage in his heart. He didn’t know the identity of this man who had suddenly appeared, but no matter who he was, today he would have to face his wrath.

Long Zaitian had thought that he could have his way with these two women today, but he hadn’t anticipated that their resistance would be so fierce, and that in the end, he would be hurt.

This might have been bearable, but just as he was about to deal with one of the women, a man had popped out of nowhere. Moreover, this man, without a word, had beaten him up.

In all his years, Long Zaitian had never suffered such a loss.

"You will pay for your actions today," Long Zaitian said with a gloomy face, angrily, "Kid, I don’t care who you are, but all you need to know is that you’ve offended someone you shouldn’t have, and cannot afford to offend."

"It seems you still don’t understand the situation you’re in," Li Xiaoyao sneered, applying a little pressure with his foot, and Long Zaitian immediately grimaced, issuing cries of agony.

Zhang Meng approached from the side, tightly hugging Li Xiaoyao’s arm. Her cheek bore five distinct fingerprints and her clothes were already torn, revealing fair, tender flesh underneath.

"Brother Xiaoyao, I’m scared," she said, her voice trembling with fear.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m here, no one can hurt you," Li Xiaoyao gently stroked Zhang Meng’s hair, and her frail and pitiable appearance stirred intense anger in him.

Li Xiaoyao slowly moved his foot between Long Zaitian’s legs. Long Zaitian felt the movement and his body instantly stiffened, his face no longer showing the arrogance and insolence it had before, replaced by panic and bewilderment.

"Don’t, please don’t..."

Li Xiaoyao looked at the fear and pleading on his face, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly in a chilling curve, as he stepped down with force between Long Zaitian’s legs.

Following Li Xiaoyao’s stomp, a pitiful scream erupted from Long Zaitian’s mouth.

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