You are all bad women! Don't come over!-Chapter 42 - 40: One Against Four

"Ouch, why’s the little lady eating skewers alone?"

The first to speak was a fat guy over six feet tall with the build of a tiger and the waist of a bear, his arms covered in tattoos. As he spoke, his nostrils exhaled a strong scent of alcohol.

"Got ourselves a foreign chick here. Is your daddy not with you?"

A man in white tried to pat Catherine’s shoulder and looked quite displeased when she dodged to the side.

"The foreign chick’s got some spice, huh? It’s boring being alone, why not come have a drink with us?"

Next up was a crew-cut guy, blocking Catherine’s way out, his greedy gaze drifting over her body, his mouth practically drooling.

A group of four drunkards; only the tall one hadn’t spoken. He was staring intensely at Catherine’s chest, licking his lips.

The man in white let out a cold snicker, "We’re showing you respect here. Don’t throw it back in our faces."

"What’s with that talk, ever heard of ’cherishing the fairer sex’?" The fat guy teased and playfully smacked the man in white, then stepped forward, trying to wrap his arm around Catherine’s shoulder. His face glowed red with a joviality, his features squeezed together, the fat on his face nearly covering his eyes: "Come have fun with us; I’ll take you somewhere real fun, you’ll be over the moon!"

At this moment, a timid voice rose from behind the fat guy, "Excuse me..."

"What?"

The fat guy turned around irritably, only to see a high school boy in a uniform, hands behind his back, with an innocent, confused smile on his face.

"It’s just that, I wanted to ask..."

The boy’s face was all smiles, but as the fat guy let his guard down, a brick suddenly smashed into his forehead, shattering and splintering upon impact!

The fat guy fell backward, blood covering his face. He didn’t even have time to wail before the boy delivered two violent kicks to his groin!

It all happened in a flash, no more than three to five seconds, and the fat guy was already screaming and down.

After kicking the fat guy down, the boy didn’t bother to check on him, his actions devoid of any hesitation or doubt, and immediately rushed toward the crew-cut guy.

He moved incredibly fast, like a nimble wildcat. Before the crew-cut guy could react, his nose was met with a heavy hook punch!

The crew-cut guy howled in pain, stumbling backward as the taste of blood filled his nostrils. A suffocating sensation rose in his chest. He instinctively opened his mouth to breathe, but the boy gave him no chance to catch his breath, landing another punch straight to his throat!

He finally fell to the ground in agony, and Shen Mochen stepped forward, giving a vicious stomp to his solar plexus!

The world went dark for the crew-cut guy. He opened his mouth, wanting to howl in distress, but the pain was so intense that he couldn’t make a sound, only a dry, dying croak forced its way out of his throat. He clutched his chest, the painful spasms of his diaphragm left him struggling on the ground like a heap of mush.

After dealing with two, the boy caught his breath, then charged at the man in white.

The man in white had regained his senses just in time to block the boy’s incoming punch, but before he could celebrate, the boy’s palm struck his ear!

The slap hissed through the air, rupturing the eardrum of the man in white! He was dazed, and the boy immediately followed with a takedown, pinning him to the ground with his knee, raining punches onto his waist!

As the man in white howled, the boy picked up a bamboo skewer from the ground and fiercely jabbed it into his leg!

One, two, three... the boy made five bloody holes in the man in white’s legs until there were no skewers left on the ground.

Finally, the boy stood up, stepping on the man in white’s back, flipping back his long bangs, wiping the sweat from his forehead, his delicate, handsome eyes coldly fixing on the last tall guy:

"I wanted to ask, are you looking for death?"

In less than twenty seconds, three burly men lay on the ground, not only incapacitated but also thoroughly devoid of any will to fight.

"Yes, sorry! I, I, I didn’t do anything!"

The last tall guy was completely terrified; he trembled as he raised his hands, his crotch area warm and wet. He had wet himself.

At this moment, in his eyes, this boy, prettier than any girl, was more terrifying than the Devil.

"Put your hands on your head and lie down on the ground," the boy ordered coldly.

The tall guy immediately did as he was told, fearing that any delay would result in him meeting the same fate as the other three. He pressed his face to the ground, daring not to lift it, as if not seeing anything would be safe.

The boy smiled, walked over to the fat one, and stomped heavily on his chest, watching him writhe in pain, before walking over to Catherine.

"Let’s call the police first," the boy said.

Catherine stared at him in a daze and, after a long while, finally spoke:

"…Where’s my water?"

"It’s on the ground in front of you. Go get it; I’ll watch them," the boy said with a pleasing smile, turning back into Shen Mochen.

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"Do you know who Earl Alexandrov is? He’s a major noble from Romany, even the Mayor calls him ’brother’, and the Governor has to show him respect! And now you’re telling me his daughter was almost raped by four drunk hooligans? It’s your shift tonight, and such a huge blunder happened! You fucking don’t want to live anymore, and you want to take me down with you, don’t you?"

The Police Chief of Cangkou District in Yu Huai City was furiously roaring in his office, spittle splattering on his subordinate’s face, nearly smashing the decorations on the table.

Just ten minutes ago, after hearing the report from his subordinate over the phone, the Chief had been so scared that he immediately drove from home, running countless red lights along the way and pressing the gas pedal to the floor, living out a real-life version of Fast & Furious. The only difference between him and an airplane was that the latter flew slightly higher.

It couldn’t be helped that he was so anxious; after all, the victim this time wasn’t just anybody. Aside from her status and power, her identity alone had the potential to spark a diplomatic crisis that could explode onto the world stage!

The thought of such an earth-shattering incident made his legs go weak even as a mere District Police Chief!

"It’s not that serious; it’s not that serious!" his Deputy Director immediately tried to put out the fire, wiping the sweat from his forehead, "It was just a case of ordinary sexual harassment, and it was attempted, the girl wasn’t harmed at all!"

"Really?" the Chief stared intently at his subordinate.

"Really! Truly!" the Deputy Director nodded like pounding garlic, "She was with her male classmate at the time, and that boy took down all four thugs!"

"Are you serious? One against four? A high school student?"

The Deputy Director opened his phone: "Absolutely true. I’ve already pulled up the surveillance video from that time for you to review!"

The Chief nodded: "And those four fucking bastards, are they in the station now?"

"Three of them were sent to the hospital, and one is handcuffed out back."

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"To the hospital? You actually sent them to the hospital! Bring them back here immediately!"

The Chief, hearing this, was enraged again, slamming the table so hard it echoed!

The Deputy Director smiled bitterly and said softly, "They are badly injured, we need to send them to the hospital for a check, just in case."

"How heavy can a student’s hand be?"

"Once you see the situation at the time, you’ll understand."

The Deputy Director handed the Chief the phone.