Sure enough, when several half-drunk men downstairs saw their companion being knocked to the ground by her, they immediately stopped smiling and asked in a cold voice: "You stinky girl, how dare you hit someone? Say, your name is

What’s your name? When the manager comes, I’ll make sure you look good!”

Apparently they still mistakenly thought that the woman in a white shirt and black trousers was the public relations lady in the club, and were very annoyed with her such arrogant and disrespectful behavior.

After all, these people were spending money to have fun. When they met Cheng Shiyan, not only did they not take advantage, but they were beaten to the ground by her in front of everyone.

Let me ask you, as a man, as a rich man, how can you afford to lose face like this? How can you swallow such a sigh of relief?

Cheng Shiyan raised her chin and replied without showing any signs of weakness: "It doesn't matter who wants who to be good-looking!" When has she ever been treated like this? Originally, she had been holding back her anger tonight and had no place to vent it, so she just took it out on them.

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"I never hit a woman, so I'll make an exception for you tonight!" Seeing her being so provocative, a man became irritable. He unbuttoned his shirt cuffs, rolled up his sleeves, and rushed forward.

Cheng Shiyan calmly glanced at the watch on his wrist, waved to the people behind him, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm in a hurry, you guys can come together!"

"Hey! If I don't beat you until you have teeth all over the floor today, I will take your last name!"

After those drunken men finished speaking, they twisted their steps and charged at her with their fists.

With a slight raise of the corner of her mouth, Cheng Shiyan did not dodge, but waited until they were in front of her before taking action. With a few beautiful roundhouse kicks, she easily knocked them down.

She twisted the arm of the most arrogant man with both hands, stepped directly on the back of his hand with one foot, and asked coldly: "Who did you call lady just now?"

"Master, I... Ouch!" Before the man could say anything, she suddenly lifted his arm, causing him so much pain that he couldn't say a word.

Cheng Shiyan grabbed his hand again and asked with a calm face: "Who is the master? Say it again?"

"Ouch! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts me so much! You, you are the master!" The man screamed in pain. He was originally a pampered person. How had he ever been beaten like this? When his arm was twisted, he suddenly became a

Begging for mercy, "Quickly let go! My arm is broken! It's almost broken!"

Of course Cheng Shiyan would not let him go easily and said coldly: "Apologise!"

"..." She had already beaten that man to the point of losing his face, and now she asked him to apologize to her in front of such a hall. How could he be willing?

"Are you going to apologize?" Cheng Shiyan has never seen what kind of scoundrel he is. She grabbed the man's hand and raised it again, threatening again, "I think you don't want this arm anymore!"

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I apologize to you!" The man was frightened by her words and the strength of her hand, fearing that her arm would be removed on the spot if she exerted force on it.

"That's pretty much it!" Cheng Shiyan shook off his arm, clapped her hands and walked towards Han Zixuan, who was standing by and watching the scene dumbfounded, "Cousin, let's go, I'll take you home!"

"Xiaoyan, is it really okay for us to beat people away like this?" After such a fuss, Han Zixuan had almost sobered up from the wine. At this moment, she looked at the men with dumbfounded eyes and said, "You said you did this?
Chapter completed!