201 and 202 had joined forces with two other players who had entered yesterday, and clashed with several players who had just arrived at the restaurant. The conflict had started over three ordinary people who had come in together.
The three women were dressed in evening gowns, with exquisite makeup and expensive jewelry. They looked as though they were attending a formal event, and their striking looks drew plenty of attention as soon as they walked in. Some people with no sense of decency acted on their impulses, immediately going over and getting handsy. The woman at the front slapped one of them across the face.
However that slap had landed, there was no way the matter would end peacefully. The man's companions immediately stood up, intending to divide the women among themselves. They hadn't expected the woman who'd hit him to have an item. A blue arc of light enveloped the three women and sent every reaching hand recoiling with an electric shock.
To players, an ordinary person carrying an item was a walking treasure trove. Within seconds, the item on the woman was in the hands of the player from earlier. With no defenses left, the three women were naturally easy prey. The woman who'd struck the man had some nerve. Though she was frightened, she still shouted loudly for help.
The three women were beautiful, and plenty of people were willing to help. But more chose to wait and see. Who knew whether the woman had any other items? Rescuing a damsel in distress was all well and good, but you had to be careful not to get burned.
Just as those players were about to strip the women, 201 and his companions stepped in to stop them. The two sides were now in a standoff.
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