Chapter 1377: Should Make It in Time

Chapter 1377: Chapter 1377: Should Make It in Time

After saying all these things, Huang He regretted it a bit.

The woman sitting across from him was just a stranger, why say these things to her? It seems drinking is really not a good idea!

Zhang Ya’Er kept a smile on her face and said, "The methods you mentioned are quite ruthless."

Huang He forced a laugh, "Just saying, just saying. Let’s not talk about these, it’s pointless."

"Then what do you find interesting?" Zhang Ya’Er asked with a smile.

Huang He poured some more wine into their glasses and said, "We’re friends now, right?"

"Of course."

"So, shall we deepen our understanding and test each other’s depths and lengths?"

Zhang Ya’Er understood the innuendo in his words and said nonchalantly, "Otherwise, what do you think I’m here for? Just looking for someone to relieve boredom."

"Hahaha, that’s great."

While speaking, Huang He reached out to grab Zhang Ya’Er’s soft, boneless hand. Unexpectedly, she pulled her hand back just a few centimeters away.

"I don’t like it here?" Zhang Ya’Er said.

"Then let’s change the place." Huang He eagerly stood up. Initially, he wasn’t in such a hurry, but when he saw Zhang Ya’Er retract her hand, he couldn’t wait. He felt this woman was a gem, seductive when coquettish, yet igniting desire like pouring gasoline on a flame when posturing.

The two left the booth, Huang He tried to put his arm around Zhang Ya’Er’s waist, but she left him behind without a bit of affection.

Huang He was both anxious and excited; he loved this kind of atmosphere.

Damn woman, just wait how I’ll teach you a lesson later!

Houhai Bar is located by the sea, surrounded by small alleyways. At this early hour of nightlife, the area was crowded, even more lively than daytime.

Among the throngs, Huang He finally caught up to Zhang Ya’Er and wrapped his arm around her waist from behind. Just as he was about to let his hands roam, Zhang Ya’Er held them down.

Zhang Ya’Er said, "There are too many people here, let’s go to the car."

"To the car... heh heh, alright."

Excitedly, Huang He led Zhang Ya’Er into the car and drove to a darkly lit, deserted area.

Huang He’s desire burned within him, he could hardly contain himself anymore. He quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, about to pounce at Zhang Ya’Er when suddenly he saw a fist coming straight at his forehead.

Oh no!

Huang He was shocked and scared, it was too late to dodge.

Bang~

Zhang Ya’Er’s fist solidly hit Huang He’s forehead, with a remarkable effect, it felt like his head was buzzing, and he might have seen stars. He still hadn’t realized what was happening.

"Damn woman, are you crazy?" Huang He shouted through gritted teeth. Meanwhile, he clenched his fist!

He couldn’t believe he couldn’t overpower a woman!

Huang He swung his fist with great force, if it landed, it would surely cause serious damage to this damn woman!

Unfortunately, Huang He’s moves were as childish as a three-year-old with a water pistol before Zhang Ya’Er, not threatening at all.

Zhang Ya’Er easily dodged Huang He’s punch by just turning her head. As Huang He was retracting his fist, Zhang Ya’Er seized the opportunity, grabbed his arm, twisted it, and gave it a fierce yank!

A loud ’crack’ sounded, and Zhang Ya’Er dislocated Huang He’s arm!

Inside the car, there was a bloodcurdling pig-like howl.

"So noisy!"

Zhang Ya’Er’s left hand formed a palm and struck hard!

The palm hit Huang He’s chin with another ’crack’, dislocating it too!

A piercing and deep pain surged through him, so overwhelming that tears welled in Huang He’s eyes, yet he dared not cry out because it hurt so much!

Next, Huang He watched wide-eyed as Zhang Ya’Er pulled out a fruit knife from who-knows-where, the blade gleaming coldly, making Huang He shudder involuntarily.

Sss... sss...

Zhang Ya’Er tapped Huang He’s face with the cold blade, emitting an extremely crisp sound.

Not daring to move recklessly, Huang He feared that if the mad woman was in a bad mood, she’d stab the knife in, it would be a disaster!

"Don’t be impulsive, we can talk this out..."

Due to his dislocated jaw, Huang He felt a sting with every word, his saliva uncontrollably trickling down, making him speak unclearly.

"We have nothing to talk about." Zhang Ya’Er said coldly.

With his mouth crooked, Huang He said with difficulty, "If you want money, I can offer it, we can negotiate. If it’s for revenge, we can turn big issues into small ones to avoid this embarrassing situation."

Huang He’s carefree and comfortable life over the years was built on the suffering of others, so he couldn’t figure out who might be seeking revenge.

He wasn’t even considering Li, that guy was just a loser; could he hire someone for revenge? He should count himself lucky if he wasn’t played to death!

As for others, Huang He couldn’t think of anyone.

"No negotiating with me."

Having said that, Zhang Ya’Er’s gaze suddenly became fierce. Then Huang He saw the fruit knife swirl in Zhang Ya’Er’s beautiful hand, displaying a dazzling knife trick!

Huang He’s thought: She’s a knife expert!

Zhang Ya’Er was indeed a knife expert, and to prove it, she gripped the knife handle steadily, then swung it out!

Swish swish swish...

The sharp blade slashed across Huang He’s face.

"Ah~"

With a scream, one knife, two knives, three knives...

Eighteen knives in total, crisscrossed, avoiding Huang He’s eyes, leaving his entire face slashed. Flesh opened, blood and gore mingled, the whole face painted red, it looked horrifyingly unsettling.

The pain on Huang He’s face made his entire body tremble, he dared not breathe deeply; even the slightest frown tugged at the wounds across his face, the pain unbearable, wishing for death rather than life!

Zhang Ya’Er looked at the blood-soaked, devil-like face before her, smiling contently at her handiwork!

"Don’t look at me like that, I went easy on you, any heavier would be more than just surface wounds." Zhang Ya’Er said, wiping the blood off the knife blade on Huang He’s clothes, further scaring him into constant shivering.

"I just disabled one of your hands, your other hand can still be used. You can strike back, make an emergency call, or call the police to arrest me, whatever." Zhang Ya’Er said.

Breathing heavily, Huang He didn’t move, only staring at Zhang Ya’Er’s face, determined to memorize it, engrave it deeply in his mind.

"If you don’t make a move, I’m leaving." Zhang Ya’Er said with a smile, her gentle demeanor matching that from the bar.

Huang He was like a block of wood, still staring at Zhang Ya’Er’s face.

"Alright, I’m off." Zhang Ya’Er opened the car door, stepping one leg out then paused, turning back to smile at Huang He: "Oh, I almost forgot something important, that is..."

Halfway through her words, Zhang Ya’Er inverted her grip on the fruit knife with fierce eyes and stabbed down towards Huang He’s crotch.

Sss~

The foul-smelling blood spurted high, staining the car’s interior ceiling red.

Retrieving the knife, Zhang Ya’Er said with a smile, "Now make the emergency call, it should be in time."