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Chapter Seventy-One: Conquering a Girl Is Not Done This Way
Zhang Qiu felt a sharp pain at the back of his head. Turning around, he saw three young men glaring at him with anger, one of whom had his arm raised, holding a half-broken beer bottle. Zhang Qiu touched the back of his head and found it soaked in blood. Upon seeing the blood, Zhang Qiu's eyes turned red, and the three young men, who had been glaring at him just moments before, now showed signs of fear in their eyes. It was as if they were staring at a killing god standing before them.
With a swift movement, Zhang Qiu was suddenly in front of the three. The young man holding the broken beer bottle lunged at him, but Zhang Qiu sidestepped and struck back fiercely. The young man cried out in pain and released his grip on the bottle, which Zhang Qiu caught. He raised it and plunged it into the young man's arm, pulling it out to reveal a spray of blood that splattered across Zhang Qiu's face.
The other two young men were already frozen in shock. Taking advantage of Zhang Qiu's attack, they hid behind the pierced young man, looking at Zhang Qiu with terror as they stammered, "Brother Hua, what should we do?"
The young man with the nose ring looked serious and was internally alarmed; he sobered up significantly and became clear-headed. Seeing Zhang Qiu's bloodthirsty gaze made him panic. He hurriedly said, "What else can we do? Run! Let's get out of here!" With that, he shouted and turned to flee. Zhang Qiu shouted after him, "If you want to leave safely, come over here!"
As soon as Zhang Qiu finished speaking, the three young men halted in their tracks and hesitated. "I don't want to repeat myself. Come here," Zhang Qiu's cold voice pierced through their backs like ice. They felt a chill run down their spines and found themselves involuntarily walking toward Zhang Qiu.
Ignoring them, Zhang Qiu walked over to the stunned Jiang Xue and softly said, "Don't be afraid. I'm here; I won't let anyone hurt you."
Jiang Xue snapped back to reality when she saw the blood streaming down Zhang Qiu's head. She anxiously exclaimed, "You've lost so much blood! What should we do? We need to get to the hospital quickly!"
Zhang Qiu smiled lightly and reassured her, "Don't worry; it's not serious. The human skull is very hard; you should trust your husband's strength."
Jiang Xue still looked worried, but Zhang Qiu had already returned to face the three young men again. He pointed at the one with the nose ring and coldly commanded, "You come here."
The young man looked nervously at his companions before stepping forward to stand before Zhang Qiu. Zhang Qiu grinned widely, but to the young man, it seemed terrifying.
"How about I help you take this off?" Zhang Qiu teased while reaching for the young man's nose ring.
Sweat instantly beaded on the young man's forehead as he hurriedly protested. Suddenly, Zhang Qiu's expression changed; he slapped the young man's face angrily and said, "I'll let you off this time, but next time you see me, stay away from me. And remember this: don't think you can just tease any girl you see; conquering a girl is not done this way. Got it?"
Zhang Qiu wrapped an arm around Jiang Xue, who cooperatively stood on her tiptoes to give him a gentle kiss on the cheek, her eyes filled with affection.
The young man with the nose ring was already terrified, his face pale as he covered half of it, not daring to make a sound, fearing that Zhang Qiu would rip off his nose ring. He had already decided in his heart that he would take it off when he got home and never wear it again.
"Get lost!" Zhang Qiu said coldly, and the young man hurriedly ran away.
"Wait!" Zhang Qiu shouted, and the three young men who had already taken a step forward abruptly stopped, nearly falling to the ground. They turned back, looking at Zhang Qiu in fear, worried that he might come up with some trouble again.
Zhang Qiu's expression was emotionless as he pointed to the two people lying on the ground and said coldly, "Take them away; don't let them die here."
Seeing that Zhang Qiu wasn't going to make things difficult for them, the three young men breathed a sigh of relief and staggered over to lift the two unconscious individuals, heading towards the south.
Zhang Qiu frowned. "Go north." He didn't want to be on the same path as these people.
The three young men turned back again, their faces covered in dirt as they carried the two unconscious individuals away. Jiang Xue saw them walk far away and quickly grabbed Zhang Qiu. "Let's go; we need to get to the hospital."
Zhang Qiu grimaced. "Isn't that unnecessary? It's just a little injury."
"Injury? You're bleeding!" Jiang Xue insisted, pulling Zhang Qiu along. With no other choice, Zhang Qiu let her drag him.
Jiang Xue walked briskly. Although there were many people on this road, not a single taxi could be seen, so they had to walk to the intersection first to find one. Jiang Xue couldn't help but quicken her pace. Seeing Jiang Xue's determined expression warmed Zhang Qiu's heart; it felt good to have someone care.
"Hey, brother." Just as Zhang Qiu was basking in Jiang Xue's concern, he heard a familiar voice calling out but couldn't recall where he had heard it before. Was it calling him? Following the direction of the voice, Zhang Qiu looked over and saw a woman in a black tank top and flesh-colored stockings waving at him from one of the many shops. Her chest swayed as she moved her hand; wasn't this the Black Stocking Woman he had encountered while buying roast duck?
Jiang Xue also noticed the Black Stocking Woman and looked at Zhang Qiu with confusion upon seeing his reaction. Noticing Jiang Xue's unusual gaze, Zhang Qiu asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Jiang Xue pouted as if feeling wronged. "How do you know someone like her? You wouldn't..." She trailed off mid-sentence, but Zhang Qiu understood what she meant. He thought to himself how unrelated this all was and quickly said, "Don't think too much; it's nothing."
At that moment, the Black Stocking Woman walked over, laughing as she said, "So focused on watching the fight and praising how handsome he is in your mind, I didn't expect it to be you." Suddenly, she covered her mouth and screamed, "Your head is injured! You need to go to the hospital!" As she stepped closer, she noticed the blood on Zhang Qiu's face and immediately panicked.
"There isn't even a taxi around here. I'll take him to the intersection," Jiang Xue said, feeling a natural aversion towards the Black Stocking Woman as she pulled Zhang Qiu away.
The Black Stocking Woman replied, "At this late hour, there are very few taxis in South District. Who knows how long we would have to wait? I have an electric bike at my place; you can ride it there."
"Well, okay." Jiang Xue was also worried about not being able to get a taxi. Hearing that the Black Stocking Woman had a bike, she quickly agreed despite her dislike for her. The Black Stocking Woman ran back into her house, and before long, a beautiful woman wearing oversized denim shorts rushed out first. Upon seeing Zhang Qiu, her eyes lit up. But when she noticed his injury, she hurriedly leaned in to take a closer look while expressing concern. Unintentionally or not, her ample chest brushed against Zhang Qiu.
"I'm fine, really," Zhang Qiu said as he stepped back two paces. Jiang Xue was looking at him with an unhappy expression that clearly conveyed: "Oh really? If you're fine, then why are you in this situation?"
Zhang Qiu shook his head helplessly; he felt like he couldn't clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River. Fortunately, at that moment, the Black Stocking Woman came out again. To everyone's surprise, the bike she mentioned was actually an electric tricycle. Zhang Qiu was dumbfounded; after getting used to riding two-wheelers, he couldn't handle anything with three wheels. He remembered how he crashed into a ditch when he tried riding his grandmother's tricycle after learning to ride a bicycle.
Jiang Xue stared at the electric tricycle in shock; she couldn't ride it either! Zhang Qiu and Jiang Xue exchanged glances and understood from each other's expressions that this vehicle was as good as useless since neither of them could ride it.
"Let's just go to the intersection and try our luck. Luckily my injury isn't severe; neither of us can ride a tricycle," Zhang Qiu said with an embarrassed smile. He felt guilty for seeming dismissive of someone else's offer but truly didn't know how to ride.
The Black Stocking Woman laughed and said, "That's no problem! Let Xinru take you; she can ride." She then called out to the beautiful woman, "Xinru, take them to the hospital."
"Okay." The woman hopped onto the electric tricycle and patted the back seat. "Get on! His head is still bleeding!"
This statement made Jiang Xue forget everything else; even though Zhang Qiu was the one injured, she insisted on helping him onto the tricycle. Zhang Qiu was happy to enjoy Jiang Xue's care and climbed onto the electric tricycle while pulling Jiang Xue up with him.
As soon as Jiang Xue got on, she wrapped her arm around Zhang Qiu's and pressed tightly against him while casting a hostile glance at Xinru. "Alright, let's go quickly."
Xinru twisted the handlebars, and the electric vehicle zoomed forward. Zhang Qiu leaned back against the seat; thankfully there was a backrest; otherwise, he would have fallen off. So this beautiful woman was named Xinru! However, her name seemed quite mismatched with her demeanor. It was a gentle name for someone so fiery; looking at her outfit—wow—truly remarkable!
"Ow." Zhang Qiu exclaimed as he glanced back at Xinru. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his waist. Looking over, he saw Jiang Xue staring coldly at him, suppressing her voice as she asked, "Is it nice?"
"Nice, um, not nice, not nice."
Upon hearing Zhang Qiu's exclamation, Xinru turned around. She didn't know what had happened and thought that Zhang Qiu was making noise because of his wound. She hurriedly said, "We'll be there soon, just hang in there." After all, Zhang Qiu's face was covered in blood that he hadn't had time to wipe off, making him look quite terrifying.
Zhang Qiu forced a smile and softly said, "Could you please move your hand away?"
Jiang Xue pouted, "Then are you still going to look at other girls?"
"I'm not looking anymore, I'm not looking anymore." Zhang Qiu leaned in to kiss Jiang Xue, but she turned her head away and scolded, "Sit still, don't move around; you're still injured."
Zhang Qiu quickly sat up straight. Jiang Xue's hand had already moved away from him, and she leaned into his embrace, resting her head against his chest as she whispered, "You men are all so lecherous; it really is like this. Sigh." Zhang Qiu wanted to explain but was silenced by Jiang Xue saying, "Not listening, not listening."
Zhang Qiu smiled helplessly; who wrote this nonsense?
Sitting in front of them, Xinru caught Jiang Xue's murmurs. She smiled lightly and continued to look ahead as the night breeze lifted her long hair, dancing wildly in the wind. A fragrant scent wafted back towards them. Both Zhang Qiu and Jiang Xue were startled; this was the brand of shampoo that Jiang Xue used.
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