Chapter 360: First Violation, Then Humiliation

Lin Yuan roughly understood the cause of the incident.

It seemed that Hong Wenyan had seized the other side's four territories, provoking their fury, so they came tonight for revenge?

And that Gao Jiapo was the owner of Xiangyinjiuba?

Only then did Lin Yuan fully realize that the people Hong Wenyan brought were not coming for him, but to fight Gao Jiapo!

He turned his head to look at Hong Wenyan, his tone full of disbelief:

"No, you made a fight appointment with someone—why choose DaShu's barbecue joint? This place is so small, and XiaoRui is here; if a fight broke out…"

Hong Wenyan was lowering her head to wipe her fingertips with a tissue; hearing this, she lifted her eyes, her gaze sweeping lightly over Lin Yuan, her voice without much fluctuation:

"Tonight Bai Lu is teaching an art class; I don't want to miss it."

Lin Yuan was completely dumbfounded, his mouth open for a long time without uttering a word.

A death-match appointment, yet because he didn't want to miss an art lesson, he chose the barbecue shop? This reason was so absurd he couldn't refute it.

Bai Lu's palette paused for a moment, light blue paint dripping from the brush tip onto the paper; she turned her head to look at Hong Wenyan, her voice tight:

"Miss Hong, why not… you change the venue to talk? XiaoRui just left the hospital; he can't take a fright."

Gao Jiapo's eyes locked onto Hong Wenyan, spit flying as he roared:

"Hong Wenyan! Don't put on an act here shielding a bunch of unrelated people! Either you return the turf you stole from me, or you pay ten million in compensation; otherwise I'll destroy you and this dump together!"

Hong Wenyan finally set down the tissue in her hand, rose slowly, the hem of her black dress brushing the chair leg with a faint rustle.

She stepped in her stilettos to the shop entrance, standing three steps away from Gao Jiapo, her icy beautiful face expressionless, yet her voice carried a bone‑chilling cold:

"The turf is mine by my own ability; there's no compensation. If you want it back, take it with the weapons in your hands."

Gao Jiapo was utterly enraged, spit spraying as he bellowed, he slammed his steel pipe hard onto the ground, making the floor tremble:

"Hong Wenyan, you son of a bitch! Do you really think my Xiangyinjiuba is a soft persimmon?! Do you really think I dare not move against you?"

No sooner had his words fallen than Gao Jiapo waved his hand wildly, his voice hoarse from shouting:

"Brothers! Charge! Beat Hong Wenyan's people to a pulp! Whoever first disables an arm of hers, I'll reward him with a hundred thousand!"

The several hundred brawlers of Xiangyinjiuba instantly red‑eyed, raising their steel pipes and cleavers forward, howling as they rushed at Hong Wenyan's people.

The calm on Hong Wenyan's face finally cracked a little, her eyes cold as ice; she lifted her hand and jerked her chin at her subordinates behind her:

"Don't dirty DaShu's barbecue shop; drag them out to the street to fight, leave survivors, don't cause fatalities."

Her subordinates answered in unison, moving in orderly fashion to meet them, the two sides instantly colliding.

The dull thud of steel pipes striking bone, the rip‑like sound of blades tearing fabric, and the muffled groans of those knocked down instantly filled the whole street.

Even the streetlamp by the barbecue shop entrance shook from the impact.

Lin Yuan stood inside the shop, watching the chaotic scene outside.

He had even forgotten to put down his chopsticks; only one thought remained in his mind:

This woman is truly insane!

To learn painting, she actually chose the barbecue shop entrance as the battlefield!

Bai Lu turned deathly pale with fright, clutching XiaoRui tightly; XiaoRui's sobs were drowned out by the brawling outside.

Bai Lu had never in her life seen such a ferocious brawl.

She was merely an art teacher; when had she ever witnessed this…?

Hong Wenyan turned her head toward the shop interior, her voice somewhat softer than before.

She said to Bai Lu, "Teacher Bai, don't be afraid; my people know their limits and won't let them rush in. Keep teaching XiaoRui to draw—this little matter will be over soon."

After speaking, she turned and walked to the shop doorway, leaning against the frame to watch the melee outside.

The hem of her black dress swayed gently in the breeze, her hand still toying with the colored pen she had just picked up from the table, as if the life‑and‑death battle outside had nothing to do with her.

Lin Yuan collected himself, quickly helped Bai Lu lift XiaoRui, and whispered, "XiaoRui, don't be scared; it'll be fine soon—shall we keep drawing?"

XiaoRui sniffled, nodded slightly, his tiny hand gripping tightly onto Bai Lu's garment edge.

Bai Lu gathered herself, picked up the colored pen from the table, and spoke gently:

"XiaoRui, shall we keep drawing the puppy's tail? We'd just gotten halfway; the puppy's tail should be curved, like a little crescent moon…"

Outside the shop, Hong Wenyan suddenly made a move.

She gripped a baseball bat, her figure darting like a poisoned Liebao, and charged fiercely at the Xiangyinjiuba crowd.

With one swing she struck the wrist of the frontmost man; only a crisp "crack" was heard, and his steel pipe fell straight to the ground!

Immediately she lifted her leg, her stiletto kicking the man's abdomen; he toppled backward like a torn sack, knocking over two lackeys behind him.

She didn't stop, turning to dodge an incoming punch from the side, then drove her elbow hard into the opponent's ribs!

Another muffled grunt, and the Xiangyinjiuba men went down one after another at her hands.

Some dust speckled her black dress, yet it hardly affected her ferocity; the cold glint in her eyes kept the rest from daring to step forward.

Hard to imagine that a seemingly frail, stunningly beautiful woman like Hong Wenyan could possess such vicious and terrifying skill!

Lin Yuan watched her fighting scene and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

This woman, truly a vicious shrew!

Seeing his own men being beaten back repeatedly, Gao Jiapo grew frantic, his face flushed red, his voice hoarse: "A bunch of good‑for‑nothings! They can't even beat a woman!"

After shouting, he suddenly roared at the crowd behind: "Boyika! What the hell are you standing around for?! You took my money—now get to work!"

A tall, muscular foreign man stepped out of the crowd, his bare arms bulging with knotted muscle, a knife scar running from his forehead to his jaw, exuding menace just by his look.

In his hand he held a gleaming military dagger, his steps steady as a small hill, the sweat staining his black vest.

Boyika, indeed the top‑tier free‑fighting expert hired from overseas by Gao Jiapo—Boyika.

This time, to deal with Hong Wenyan, Gao Jiapo, just in case, had specially paid a high price to hire a free‑fighting expert from abroad to hold the fort for him!

At this moment, that free‑fighting expert, Boyika, finally made his move!

Beside Hong Wenyan… two thugs, seeing this, raised their steel pipes and rushed forward to intercept.

Boyika didn't even give them a glance, sidestepped to dodge the first steel pipe, and his dagger "whoosh" sliced open the left person's arm, blood spurting instantly onto the ground.

Before the left person could even groan, he raised his hand and smashed the dagger's hilt into the right person's temple; the man didn't even utter a groan, fell straight down, twitched twice, and fell still.

Beside Hong Wenyan, the enforcers of the K Group had grim faces!

"Oh? Gao Jiapo, you called for reinforcements? Hah, you think bringing in a foreigner will turn the tide? How naïve and ridiculous." Hong Wenyan said, her delicate body lunging fiercely at Boyika.

She actually showed no fear whatsoever of this foreign combat expert.

Hong Wenyan instantly rushed to Boyika's front! The cold weapons in their hands collided instantly!

The baseball bat and dagger clashed together, emitting a piercing "clang"!

Sparks flew out.

Boyika's moves were vicious and fast, each dagger thrust aiming at Hong Wenyan's chest and neck vital spots, each accompanied by a ripping wind force.

Hong Wenyan, however, showed no fear, wielding the baseball bat in a tight, airtight manner, sometimes blocking, sometimes counterattacking.

Her bat swept past Boyika's waist; he grunted in pain, and his dagger grazed her skirt, leaving a shallow bloodstain on her leg.

The two fought dozens of rounds amidst the chaotic crowd, neither gaining an advantage.

The surrounding people forgot to fight, instinctively watching them; even Gao Jiapo frowned, never expecting Hong Wenyan to be able to fight Boyika to a standstill.

Boyika, after fighting a while, lost patience; a flicker of malice crossed his eyes as he suddenly stepped back half a step, his left hand furtively reaching into his pocket.

Hong Wenyan thought he was about to change tactics, so she stepped forward half a step, preparing to meet the next attack.

But the next second, Boyika suddenly flung his hand, a cloud of white powder scattering toward Hong Wenyan's face… it was lime powder!

Hong Wenyan, no matter how quick her reaction, couldn't dodge; she instinctively closed her eyes, yet plenty of powder still got into her eyes, instantly causing a burning sting, as if countless fine needles were pricking her.

Her beautiful eyes shut tight, instantly losing sight.

Lime powder had been thrown into her beautiful eyes, causing excruciating pain; her vision went completely blurry.

"Damn it… cheating!" Hong Wenyan snarled, biting her silver teeth.

She hadn't expected that this overseas combat expert would actually resort to such despicable tricks, cheating when he couldn't win!

She hissed, sucking in a breath of cold air; her beautiful eyes couldn't open at all, the baseball bat in her hand wavered, her body instinctively stepped back two steps, her footing a bit unsteady.

Boyika, seeing this, curled the corner of his mouth into a cold smile,

"Yanxia woman, look how you'll still fight back?! You're so pretty; tonight I'll capture you, rape then humiliate you, and make you bear my child!"

Boyika gave a lewd, wicked grin, speaking in a lascivious English, and lasciviously lunged at Hong Wenyan!

Boyika gripped his dagger and stabbed straight at Hong Wenyan's wrist, the motion fast and vicious, giving her no time to react.

"Pfft!"

Hong Wenyan felt a sharp pain in her wrist; she could no longer grip the baseball bat, which clanged to the ground and rolled to Gao Jiapo's feet.

Before Hong Wenyan could steady herself, Boyika shot out a leg to hook her ankle and tripped her hard.

Hong Wenyan, already off-balance from the eye pain, now completely lost her center of gravity; her delicate body slammed hard onto the concrete, her back throbbing painfully.

Just as she tried to struggle up, Boyika stepped forward and instantly seized both her arms, completely capturing her.

"Yanxia woman, you've lost. Don't struggle; the more you struggle, the more I'll humiliate you later." Boyika leered at Hong Wenyan with an evil smile.

"This Yanxia woman is the most beautiful woman he's ever seen; he will surely savor her thoroughly later."

Gao Jiapo, seeing this, hurried over quickly, his face full of triumphant smirk:

"Hong Wenyan, Hong Wenyan, aren't you quite the fighter? Aren't you daring to seize my turf? Now why can't you move? Heh heh heh!"

Hong Wenyan's beautiful eyes shut tight; at this moment, unable to open them from the pain, she said, "Gao Jiapo… what kind of man is cheating? You're not even a man!"

Gao Jiapo snorted coldly, "Hong Wenyan, even at death's door you still spout bravado?"

"Tie her up for me!"

Gao Jiapo stood up and shouted at his men behind him, "And everyone in this barbecue shop—leave no one behind, take them all! Anyone who dares oppose my Xiangyinjiuba must be ready to pay the price!"

The lackeys of Xiangyinjiuba immediately responded, stepping forward and pulling out ropes to tie up Hong Wenyan.

DaShu huddled beside the grill with his son XiaoRui, his face deathly pale.

Bai Lu's pretty face was also deathly white; she had never seen such a ferocious scene in her life.

Bai Lu tightly shielded XiaoRui, her body trembling incessantly, yet she still glanced at Lin Yuan and whispered softly, "Lin Yuan, what should we do? There are too many of them…"

Lin Yuan looked at Hong Wenyan trampled on the ground, then glanced around at the menacing Xiangyinjiuba lackeys, feeling utterly speechless…

"That woman Hong Wenyan is just childish to death."

"That woman, after fighting someone, doesn't even guard against their tricks?"

"The fight ended in her losing!"

"Now it's gotten Lin Yuan and Bai Lu dragged into it as well."

Lin Yuan realized he couldn't meet force with force now; he could only think of a way to withdraw.

"He couldn't afford to meddle."

"Just then, Boyika suddenly spoke, his voice full of frivolity:"

"\"Boss Gao, this woman Hong Wenyan is so beautiful; since I've already captured her, why not give her to me? Let her be my female slave."

Gao Jiapo stared for a moment, yet didn't dare to retort; after all, Mr. Boyika's martial arts were formidable, and as a foreigner with registered residency he enjoyed privileges. He also didn't dare provoke him.

Gao Jiapo gave an evil smile and nodded:

"\"Since Mr. Boyika likes Hong Wenyan, go ahead and take her! But this woman has a fiery temperament; Mr. Boyika will need to properly 'train' her."

Boyika crouched down, using his rough fingers to pinch Hong Wenyan's chin, forcing her to lift her head, his eyes full of lecherous light:

"\"Train? I love women with a fiery spirit. Once I bring her back overseas, I'll first thoroughly rape her, let her taste my prowess, then make her my female slave, serving me daily—see if she still dares to be so arrogant!"

Upon hearing this, Hong Wenyan, like an enraged lioness, suddenly struggled fiercely and bit down hard on Boyika's hand.

Boyika winced in pain, violently flung her chin away, raised his hand and slapped her; the sharp crack rang out especially piercing amidst the chaotic barbecue shop.

"\"Still dare to resist? \" Boyika's eyes instantly turned vicious, \"Wait till I take you back to my place—you'll wish you hadn't! By then you'll beg me, and I might not even satisfy you!"

Hong Wenyan's pretty face instantly swelled and turned red, with blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

She coldly snapped: "If you dare touch me even a little, I'd rather die than let you go!"

Boyika gave a cold laugh: "Before you die, I will let you first experience what it means to wish you were dead!"

Gao Jiapo watched the scene, impatiently saying:

"Mr. Boyika, don't waste time with her—take the person back first, lest we invite trouble!"

Seeing the situation about to get out of control, Lin Yuan had to leave immediately.

He didn't want to get dragged into the feud between the K Group and Xiangyinjiuba; he just wanted to take Bai Lu and leave this place of right and wrong amidst the chaos.

As for Hong Wenyan's life or death, what does it have to do with Lin Yuan?

Lin Yuan reached out and grabbed Bai Lu's wrist, his voice low: "Don't mind them; this has nothing to do with us—I'll take you away."

Bai Lu hadn't even reacted when her wrist was already clenched in Lin Yuan's warm palm.

Lin Yuan, taking advantage of the chaos, tried to pull Bai Lu toward the back kitchen of the barbecue shop to escape.

But as he just reached the back kitchen door, he was stopped by the people from Xiangyinjiuba.

"Stop, did I let you leave?" Gao Jiapo's cold, mocking voice came from behind.

Gao Jiapo had been staring at the bound Hong Wenyan, but seeing someone try to escape in the chaos, he angrily shouted.

At this moment, Lin Yuan and Bai Lu were intercepted.

Gao Jiapo lifted his gaze, and when his eyes fell on Bai Lu, he suddenly froze.

This girl wore a light-colored dress, her pretty face absolutely beautiful and pure, making her look even more delicately charming.

Her fair cheeks and slender neck glowed softly under the light, instantly igniting the lust in his heart.

Gao Jiapo licked his lips, his lecherous gaze wandering over Bai Lu as he smirked at his subordinate nearby and said:

"This little vixen is even more alluring than Hong Wenyan—let's take her too, make her a companion for Mr. Boyika, and I can have a taste as well!"

Boyika, hearing that, also looked at Bai Lu, his greed undisguised, and agreed: "Not bad—this girl looks even more tender; bringing her back would be perfect."

Having said that, a large gang of thugs instantly surged to surround Lin Yuan and Bai Lu.

At that moment, Bai Lu's pretty face turned deathly pale.

Lin Yuan tightened his grip on Bai Lu's hand, coldly scanning the surroundings: "Your feud with Hong Wenyan has nothing to do with me—I advise you to let us go. We have nothing to do with each other."

Gao Jiapo snorted coldly upon hearing that:

"Punk, what are you even supposed to be, thinking you can bargain with me? You may leave, but this woman must stay—I've claimed her."

Gao Jiapo is about to forcibly abduct a civilian woman!