Ms. Tan Is The Real Boss

Chapter 1375: Fight at 1374

Tan Rou looked for the figures of those few people inside the airport hall and finally found them at a staircase corner, all seven of them—three boys and four girls. The ones who had cornered Tan Rou in the restroom were these girls.

Watching the seven young people, either squatting or standing, Tan Rou felt amused. She was reminded of a fairy tale, Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, although there was no Snow White here, there were definitely seven dwarves.

The seven “dwarves” hadn’t noticed Tan Rou; they were huddled together sharing three boxes of fast food, presumably bought with the money those boys had snatched because the girls hadn’t managed to get any.

The girl with gray hair cursed as she ate, devouring a whole box of fast food by herself, which meant she must be the leader of this seven-person team.

As Tan Rou approached, the young delinquents were quite alert and immediately took defensive stances upon seeing her.

The leading girl said, “It was this woman who attacked us. We didn’t even have a chance to fight back before she knocked us down.”

A boy with gray hair and three earrings said, “Darling, wait here, I’ll go teach her a lesson for you.”

Tan Rou was somewhat surprised because the person-in-charge had also said these kids were minors. When she was a minor, she was still sitting in school, but these kids were already out mingling in society and even had established boyfriend-girlfriend relationships. Indeed, heroes stem from youth; they, the older ones, were truly outdated.

“I didn’t come here to fight with you,” Tan Rou, hands in her pants pockets, posed nonchalantly, “I came to have a chat with you.”

The boy with gray hair shouted, “Why should we talk to you? If you want to talk with us, let’s talk with our fists!”

Tan Rou smiled slightly, “I really did come to talk to you. I don’t want to use violence to solve this problem, but since you don’t agree with my approach, let’s use yours then.”

She flexed her wrists and glanced towards the group of “dwarves,” contemplating who to strike first. The girls, seemingly frightened by her already, didn’t dare rush forward and could only shout from behind.

Tan Rou shook her head slightly and then clenched her fists. Since a fight was inevitable, might as well have a good one—she had encountered so many issues today and was feeling rather frustrated.

The boys were a bit tougher than the girls, but they were all teenagers after all; how much damage could they do? Moreover, seven people sharing three boxes of fast food, how could they be full? With hungry bellies, no matter how loud they were, they didn’t have the strength to fight.

The first to be struck by Tan Rou was the boy with gray hair. He appeared fierce but actually lacked strength, and she knocked him down with a single punch. The remaining two boys were somewhat more difficult to handle, but Tan Rou subdued them with a bit of effort.

The girls had already received a round of knocks from Tan Rou, and seeing that their male friends also couldn’t win against her, they threatened with hardness, “If you dare lay hands on us, watch out—my dad will come looking for problems with you.”

Grasping the lead girl’s hair with one hand, Tan Rou chuckled, “Well, your dad probably won’t find me, as I’m about to get on a plane and leave. I won’t be coming to this country again. No matter how formidable your dad is, he can’t travel thousands of miles just to find trouble with me, can he?”

The gray-haired girl still resisted, “Let go of me, I want to duel with you!”

Tan Rou delivered a kick behind her knee, “Are you fit to duel with me? A group of you couldn’t beat just me, and now you want a duel, that’s just laughable.”

The pain twisted the gray-haired girl’s facial expression. She tried to grab Tan Rou, but Tan Rou dislocated her arms with a reverse move, making the girl scream out, unable to move anymore.

Despite the ruckus, no security personnel came to intervene—it seemed like the airport authorities had been informed in advance.

The gray-haired girl shouted, “What are you lying there for? Come help me! This detestable woman, I will not let her walk out of this airport alive!”

The people lying on the ground had originally intended to confront Tan Rou, but with one glance from her, they lay back down, whimpering and unwilling to move forward even an inch.

The gray-haired girl was both angry and annoyed; she couldn’t move her legs and was like a trussed-up duck, able to only squawk helplessly.