Chapter 251 - Beaten in the Bar. (1/2)

Chapter 251 Beaten in the Bar.

Song Yunqiang drank a lot. He was hammered.

Song Yunxuan went back home early to wait for him to back.

But she waited for him until 10 o’clock without seeing him.

She made a phone call to the driver of Song Yunqiang. He said Young Master drove himself this afternoon. Song Yunqiang asked no driver to drive for him.

She asked the driver to find Song Yunqiang.

Guessing Song Yunqiang’s expression, she enjoined more than usual, “After you find him, please tell me first. Don’t bother him before you call me.”

The driver promised. He waited for Song Yunxuan to hang up.

Song Yunxuan did not want to go to bed early this night. After all, Song Yunqiang left in a rush.

The flight was settled at nine o’clock tomorrow morning.

She wanted to observe that whether Song Yunqiang would provoke something before the day he left.

…

There were flas.h.i.+ng lights in the bar.

The music was deafening with the hot girls in the dancing poor making people dizzy.

There was a girl with hot pants and tall waist s.h.i.+rts sitting on his legs. Her fingers touched his face. She talked in a gentle voice, “Was that Young Master of the Song enterprise?”

Song Yunqiang looked up at her in a daze.

The woman wore flaming lips. False eyelashes on her eyes were so s.e.xy like an exotic cat.

Song Yunqiang didn’t like her. But he was drunk to be somehow impulsive.

He circled around the woman’s waist to kiss her.

But the girl stopped him on his chest, “Don’t be hurry. Mr. Song. I heard that you are about to go to S City tomorrow. If you go to that remote place, I will not see you for a long time.”

Song Yunqiang got annoyed when he heard the S City.

But that woman seemed to stimulate him on purpose. She talked impolitely, “Young Master, how long would you stay in S City? When would you come back?”

After she said that, she found that Song Yunqiang didn’t react to her. She exaggeratively talked to her sisters, “Young Master would not never come back, would he?”

Hearing the lady’s ironic words, Song Yunqiang tipped her over from his legs and pushed her away.

He sat on the sofa behind the desk. There were lots of fruit wine gla.s.ses and beers.

The woman was tipped over by Song Yunqiang rolling on the table.

She crashed into those bottles and gla.s.ses.

Being treated in such a violent way, the voice she screamed went through the bar.

The people who were dancing in the dancing poor also turned their sights to her.

The woman tumbled to the floor. She rushed onto the floor so she had no time to get away. So, she crushed to the gla.s.s fragments.

Those fragments penetrated her head and skin, which made her bleed.

The blood caused screams from the people around. They all instantly flinched. Some women who saw the blood shouted in a sharp voice, “Murdering! There was a murder!”

They just saw some blood to shout murder.

Song Yunqiang drank a lot of wine. But he got awake by the time he heard about the word “murder”.

He stood up and was ready to escape.

The barmen rushed into the bar when they heard the news. They looked at the b.l.o.o.d.y woman.

And then they turned their eyes to panicky Song Yunqiang. They couldn’t help shouting angrily, “Such a wimp could also stir up trouble here. Beat him!”

They all rushed forward.

He could faintly hear someone insulting him, “Such a wimp! Messed up by a little girl! How dare you to stir up trouble here! You court death!”

There were curses and punches.

Song Yunqiang was beaten down on the floor in a moment.

He subconsciously protected his head with his hands. Dazedly, he heard the noise around him. He opened his eyes only to see people disdainfully ridiculing him.

He couldn’t figure out why a Young Master could be in such a miserable situation like him.

He nowadays lived a dog’s life being beaten and ridiculed by others.

He was the Young Master of Song Family. He never be hurt even a finger these years.

But now why he reduced to such a circ.u.mstance?

Who made him reduce?

He couldn’t understand. The past experience pa.s.sed over his mind.

He was beaten by people, and his eyes started to blur. Those people who were mocking at him obscured generally.

He only could hear those people were punching him foot after foot. Every voice they punched was heavy.

He really felt disappointed.

The pain on his body began to be serious making him excruciated.

He could not even endure the pain, so he huddled up tightly. But when he was huddling, he saw someone take a beer bottle coming to him from somewhere not far.

His scare became overwhelming.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

If the bottle hit him, would him die here?

He wanted to escape but he had no way to go.