Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

Chapter 692 Never heard of it
"Traffic jam! We can't get through!"

Xiaoyu anxiously patted the steering wheel and stuck her head out to look around.

"You can't turn around or go back on this overpass. Judging by this, it'll be stuck for at least an hour or two! I should have known better than to take this shortcut. I'm so unlucky!"

It was past 9 p.m., well past rush hour, but the traffic was still so bad that she was both anxious and angry.

Qin Luo looked past the roof of the car in front of him and towards the flashing lights in the distance.

"See the ambulance's roof light? It's blue and red, and it's flashing. There must have been a car accident up ahead, and it looks serious. So, don't expect the road to be open anytime soon."

"What should we do?"

Xiaoyu became even more anxious, her voice trembling with tears.

"Yiyi is still in the bar! She's so drunk, what if... what if she passes out there alone and runs into bad guys? It's too dangerous!"

Qin Luo's expression also turned serious.

He frequented bars during his time in Fujian and knew all too well the dangers there.

A beautiful girl who has lost consciousness is a lamb to the slaughter in that kind of place!
"Can't wait any longer."

Qin Luo decisively unbuckled his seatbelt.

"Okay, I'll go first. You stay here and drive over when the road is clear."

Looking at the motionless line of cars ahead, and thinking about the potential danger Zhang Yiyi might face, Xiaoyu was worried about Qin Luo, but knew this was the only way at the moment.

She bit her lip and nodded.

"Okay... alright! Then you must be careful! When you get to the bar, find Yiyi first and make sure she's safe!"

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

Qin Luo gave her a reassuring look and picked up the backpack from the back seat.

"But you, lock your car doors and stay inside. Don't wander around. There are traffic police ahead, so this place is relatively safe."

"Ok, I know!"

Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with trust and reliance.

Qin Luo opened the car door and quickly merged into the stopped traffic.

He was tall and agile, weaving quickly between the cars, heading towards the direction of the ambulance's flashing lights.

After walking about five or six hundred meters, I saw a scene of utter devastation ahead.

A medium-sized truck fully loaded with goods overturned on its side, blocking almost two lanes. The truck bed was deformed, and the scattered cargo blocked part of the road.

Traffic police officers wearing reflective vests were busy directing traffic, while an ambulance was parked nearby and paramedics appeared to be treating the injured.

A man who looked like a driver was squatting by the roadside, looking worried, smoking one cigarette after another.

Qin Luo didn't stop and continued walking. After walking a few hundred meters more, he finally got off the congested overpass.

Although traffic is slow under the bridge, at least it is passable.

He walked quickly to a taxi stand on the side of the road and flagged down a taxi with its "vacant" light on.

"Driver, to the Grand Court Bar."

Qin Luo opened the car door and sat in the back seat, his voice steady but with a hint of barely perceptible urgency.

"Please hurry up."

The taxi driver responded, stepped on the gas, and the vehicle merged into the traffic, speeding towards the neon-lit city center.

The taxi stopped in front of the "Grand Court Bar" with its huge neon sign flashing.

Qin Luo pushed open the car door, and was instantly enveloped by the deafening subwoofer roar and the murky air mixed with the smells of smoke, alcohol, and perfume.

He frowned slightly, instinctively feeling a bit repulsed by the noisy and chaotic environment.

The bar was packed. On the dance floor, men and women of all kinds writhed and danced wildly under the psychedelic lights, like a chaotic dance of demons.

The booth area was also packed, with the sounds of drinking games, laughter, and music all mixed together, creating a huge vortex of noise.

Finding a drunk Zhang Yiyi in such a crowded and dimly lit environment is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Qin Luo scanned the entire room with sharp eyes, but found no target.

He casually stopped a waiter carrying a tray who was weaving through the crowd.

"Excuse me, may I ask you something?"

Qin Luo took out his phone, pulled up the photo of Zhang Yiyi that Xiao Yu had sent him before, and handed it to the waiter. His voice was still clear amidst the noise.

"Have you seen this girl? She must have had quite a bit to drink."

The waiter was a young man in his early twenties with a professional smile on his face. He glanced at his phone screen and chuckled.

"Wow, a beautiful woman! But... there are so many beautiful women here, I vaguely remember some, but I don't think I've ever seen them before..." His eyes flickered, clearly hoping to get something in return.

Without wasting any words, Qin Luo directly pulled out two crisp 100-yuan bills from the side pocket of his backpack and stuffed them into the waiter's breast pocket with swift and decisive movements.

"now what?"

The tactile sensation of the banknotes instantly made the waiter's smile become more obsequious and concrete.

"Oh my! My memory is failing me! I remember now! This beautiful lady was just dancing on the dance floor, dancing like crazy! But a few minutes ago, some guests invited her to the second floor... I think it was... room number three!"

He pointed towards the staircase leading to the second floor.

"Thanks."

Qin Luo stopped looking at him and strode towards the stairs.

The second floor was relatively quieter, but the soundproofing wasn't good; the wailing and howling singing coming from the private rooms was still clearly audible. The corridor was dimly lit and filled with an even stronger smell of smoke.

Outside the third private room, several flashy-looking young men were smoking cigarettes and puffing out clouds of smoke.

Two other young men were lewdly pressing their ears against the door of the private room, seemingly eavesdropping on what was happening inside, with obscene smiles on their faces.

Just then, the two eavesdropping youths' expressions suddenly changed!
"Fuck!"

"Young Master Tian!"

The two exclaimed in surprise, pushed open the door to the private room with all their might, and rushed inside!

Qin Luo's eyes narrowed, and he quickly followed.

The door to the private room was kicked open, and the scene inside was instantly revealed!

In the center of the private room, a shirtless, somewhat overweight young man stood awkwardly.

His head and shoulders were covered in shards of broken glass, and dark red liquor mixed with glaring blood was streaming down his greasy hair and cheeks, dripping onto his bare chest and the expensive carpet. His face was filled with shock, pain, and rage!
Standing opposite him was Zhang Yiyi!
Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were in disarray, but her eyes were as fierce as those of a wounded mother leopard, staring intently at the young man.

She clutched the broken half of a wine bottle tightly in her hand, the sharp shards of glass gleaming dangerously under the light! Clearly, she was the one who had just smashed this "Young Master Tian's" head open with the bottle!

"Young Master Tian! Young Master Tian! How are you?!"

"Quick! Get me some tissues!"

The two young men who rushed in frantically surrounded the shirtless man, trying to wipe the blood and glass shards from his head, their faces filled with panic.

Taking advantage of the moment when their attention was all on Chen Tianshao, Zhang Yiyi suddenly threw the half-empty wine bottle in her hand to the ground and turned to rush out the door!

"Damn it! You bitch! Get her back here!!"

Chen Tianshao clutched his bleeding head, writhing in pain, and let out a beast-like roar, his finger trembling as he pointed at Zhang Yiyi.

"I'm done with you today! I'm not a Chen anymore!!"

Hearing their boss's roar, the group of young men smoking by the door immediately reacted and swarmed around, blocking the entrance to the private room! One of them, a guy with dyed yellow hair, even reached out to grab Zhang Yiyi's arm!

Zhang Yiyi was blocked as soon as she rushed to the door. Despair and anger made her tremble all over.

With the help of his men, Chen Tianshao, clutching his head, staggered out of the private room.

His face was smeared with blood and wine, and his expression was ferocious and twisted.

Seeing Zhang Yiyi blocked at the door, he raised his hand without saying a word and used all his strength.

With a sharp "smack," Zhang Yiyi was slapped hard across the face!

The slap was extremely powerful, causing Zhang Yiyi to stagger. Half of her cheek instantly swelled up, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

She covered her face, her eyes filled with humiliation and hatred, and screamed at Chen Tianshao.

"Young Master Chen! You dare touch me! My family will never let you get away with this!!"

"Family? Hahaha!"

Chen Tianshao seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. Ignoring the pain in his head, he let out a piercing, cold laugh.

"Your family of cowards?! Let me tell you, Zhang Yiyi! Even if I gang-rape you today, your family won't dare utter a single word! Don't forget, your family's pathetic business relies entirely on my mother's company's charity! Without my mother, your whole family would starve!"

He pointed at Zhang Yiyi and shouted at his subordinates.

"What are you all standing there for?! Drag her in! Strip her naked! Today, I'm going to teach her a lesson in front of all the brothers!"

Upon receiving the order, the young men blocking the door revealed lewd smiles and immediately reached out to grab Zhang Yiyi's arm and hair, intending to drag her into the private room!

"Let me go! You beasts! You bunch of beasts!!"

Zhang Yiyi struggled desperately, screaming, her eyes filled with fear and despair.

Her clothes were torn in several places during the struggle, and her stockings were also snagged in several places, leaving her in a disheveled state.

At this critical moment!
A tall, imposing figure, like a ghost, silently ascended the stairs, taking in the chaotic and ugly scene.

Qin Luo's brows furrowed instantly, his eyes turning as cold as Siberian ice!
Without the slightest hesitation, he pushed off with his feet and instantly reached the edge of the chaotic crowd.

A young man blocking his way, with his back to him, excitedly tried to grab Zhang Yiyi's leg.

Qin Luo didn't even glance at him. His right hand shot out like lightning, grabbing the young man's collar like an iron clamp. With a sudden burst of strength, he lifted the young man up like a broken sack and slammed him hard against the solid metal railing beside him!

"boom!"

A dull thud!

The young man didn't even utter a sound before his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious!

This sudden turn of events stunned the group of people who were pulling at Zhang Yiyi and Chen Tianshao! Their movements instinctively stopped.

Zhang Yiyi also saw Qin Luo! In the abyss of despair, this figure, like a god descending from heaven, instantly ignited her hope for survival!
She used all her strength to break free from the restraints, scrambling and crawling behind Qin Luo, clutching his clothes tightly, her voice filled with sobs and extreme fear.

"Qin Luo! Save me! They're beasts! They're going to..."

Her voice choked with emotion, and she couldn't continue, but her torn clothes, swollen cheeks, ripped stockings, and the panic in her eyes said it all.

Qin Luo shielded Zhang Yiyi behind him, his icy gaze, like a tangible blade, swept over Chen Tianshao and his men, finally settling on Chen Tianshao's blood-stained, hideous face.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling intensity that clearly pierced through the noisy music.

"A bunch of beasts!"

His gaze, filled with scrutiny and a hint of contempt, fell upon Chen Tianshao.

"Young Master Chen? Never heard of him."

The cold gaze and contemptuous tone sent a chill down Chen Tianshao's spine, as if he were being stared at by a prehistoric beast, making it hard for him to breathe! But relying on his superior numbers and his status as a playboy who had been running rampant in nightclubs for years, his arrogant and domineering spirit immediately surged up again.

"You little brat! Who the hell do you think you are?!"

Chen Tianshao, clutching his still-bleeding head, roared fiercely but inwardly weakly.

"Do you even know who I am?! How dare you meddle in my business?! You're asking for it!"

He roared at his subordinates who were stunned by Qin Luo's earlier attack.

"Damn it! What are you standing there for?! Get him! Cripple him! Beat him to death!!"

The henchmen snapped out of their daze after their boss yelled at them.

Although Qin Luo's attack was frightening, there were still many of them, and they were used to being bullied by Chen Tianshao, so their inherent ferocity was brought out.

The group exchanged glances, emboldened by alcohol and their numbers, and with a shout, charged at Qin Luo, swinging their fists!

Qin Luo's gaze remained unwavering as he looked at the burly, fierce-looking man at the front, as if he were watching a moth drawn to a flame.

Just as that guy's fist was about to smash into Qin Luo's face!
Qin Luo made a move!

He pivoted on his left foot, slightly shifted his body to the side, and easily dodged the punch.

At the same time, his right leg shot out like a steel whip with lightning speed! The movement was so fast that it left only a blur!
"Oh!"

A dull, heart-stopping thud!

That kick landed squarely on the guy's chest!

His burly body was struck as if by a speeding truck; he didn't even have time to scream before he was sent flying through the air and crashed heavily into the private room.

With a loud crash, the huge glass coffee table was overturned! Shattered glass, fruit plates, and wine bottles were scattered all over the floor! The guy lay in the glass shards and wine, his body twitched a few times, and then he was still, his life hanging in the balance!
The entire second-floor corridor fell into a deathly silence!
Only the faint singing from the speakers in the private room and the faint noise from the dance floor downstairs remained.

Chen Tianshao and his remaining men were frozen in place, as if struck by a spell!
The ferocity and arrogance on their faces froze instantly, replaced by disbelief, terror, and stunned silence!
One kick!
Just one kick!
They kicked the strongest and most powerful of them seven or eight meters away, sending him crashing into a coffee table and passing out?!

Qin Luo's thunderous kick slammed into the hearts of everyone present like a heavy hammer! The air in the entire second-floor corridor seemed to freeze.

(End of this chapter)