Li Yichen took one look and nearly burst out laughing. Wasn't this the guy who had sung "Conquest" a couple of days ago? What a small world, running into him here again.
"Get lost. A good dog doesn't block the way." Tang Ling'er wasn't remotely afraid of them. She snapped impatiently, "I'm counting to three, so get the hell out of my way..."
The bald man had been standing there smugly, waiting for the people inside to cry and beg for mercy. The moment he heard Tang Ling'er's words, his face turned green.
"Who the fuck dares..." The bald man had barely opened his mouth to curse when Tang Ling'er landed a resounding smack across his face, leaving him dazed.
The bald man held his cheek in disbelief. "You little bitch, try hitting me again..."
"Gladly..." Tang Ling'er swung her palm in a wide arc and slapped him hard across the face. He spun around twice before stopping, seeing stars, a red handprint instantly rising on his cheek.
Before he could recover, Tang Ling'er's other hand came flying in. With another smack, he spun twice in the opposite direction, and a handprint appeared on his other cheek too.
"Mmm." Tang Ling'er nodded in satisfaction. "That's much easier on the eyes."
The bald man's eyes turned bloodshot. He turned to his henchmen and asked, "Did she just hit me?"
"Yes, Deaf Brother. Two big slaps, smack, smack. They were really loud." One of the henchmen, apparently something of an idiot himself, obligingly answered him.
"Fuck, are you all dead? Get her! Beat the man half to death and throw him in the river." The bald man stepped over and kicked the fellow, then roared, "Strip the women naked! I'll show them what happens when they cross me, Deaf Brother..."
"Yes, Deaf