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The girls followed along, leaving a few young men sitting on chairs, smoking and drinking. Valentin chuckled, "They must be discussing our family backgrounds. Aside from Maria and that Vika being pretty, the rest aren't much to look at. Vika is mine, so don't even think about competing with me."
"Who cares?" Larryf said as he got up and moved to the bar, ordering a bottle of juice for the girl next to him who was playing on her phone. "Hi, I'm Larryf."
The girl looked up in surprise at the friendly boy, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Hello, I'm Natasha."
"I'll buy you a juice."
"Thanks, but I already have a boyfriend."
Natasha declined Larryf's offer. He shrugged and downed his drink in one go, just as he was about to leave. Three rough-looking guys approached Natasha from the other side. The leader of the group slapped Natasha on the shoulder, asking, "Got any money?"
"Yeah," she replied timidly.
The girl hesitantly nodded and pulled out an old wallet from her Black Down Jacket pocket. Opening it, she placed some loose Rubles on the table. "Five One Hundred Thousand Rubles are all here."
"Why do you even bother?" Xiao Nianqing said, counting the bills before stuffing them into his pocket. "Your dad spends all his time drinking and gambling. You can’t keep paying interest like this. Spend a few nights with me, and I’ll help your dad reduce some of the principal; then you won’t owe so much."
As he spoke, he reached out to pinch the girl's cheek. Larryf stood up and swatted his hand away. "What are you doing?"
"Who are you?" Xiao Nianqing asked.
"I'm her boyfriend," Larryf replied confidently. He thought this was a great opportunity; such a pretty girl would be a perfect trophy to show off back in his village—she was even prettier than Maria!
"Who do you think you're fooling? In all of Vatsk Town, who would want the daughter of that old gambler Peter?"
Xiao Nianqing smiled without getting angry, standing in front of Larryf while looking down at him since he was half a head shorter. "You came from a small village, huh? I don’t mind if you want to date Natasha; her father owes us over three hundred One Hundred Thousand Rubles. If you help her pay it off, then it’s all good."
His companions tugged at Xiao Nianqing's sleeve as several young men with bottles approached menacingly. He shrugged it off with a smile and patted Larryf on the shoulder. "Kid, this is Vatsk Town, not your little village. My dad is the sheriff here; do you dare touch me?"
After saying that, Larryf slapped him across the face, sending Xiao Nianqing to the ground. Zhukov and his friends swung their bottles at them; seven or eight of Xiao Nianqing's crew cornered the three by the bar, kicking them mercilessly while Larryf shouted curses: "Suka Blyat! Do you know where I'm from? Huh?"
Zhukov was not satisfied with just kicking; he found a folding chair and pushed his companions aside to swing it at them. Meanwhile, Maria and her friends in the dance floor silently watched as things escalated—did they really dare to hit the sheriff's son?
Zhukov spat on them and kicked the leader, tossing aside a folding chair. "What are you pulling? Who are we afraid of coming from Hongqi Village? You should check who our village chief is—Makarov, that's our uncle! Your dad is just a little deputy, and to us, he doesn't amount to anything!"
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