Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1179 - 1179 One Thousand One Hundred Sixty-Two Speechless

1179: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Sixty-Two: Speechless 1179: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Sixty-Two: Speechless The doorman saved Gao Yang.

Even though he was a doorman, a doorman of a luxury hotel was different.

Dressed in a suit and wearing white gloves, a polite middle-aged man stepped forward elegantly, and when he gently began to defend Gao Yang, even as a doorman, the effect was not bad.

Gao Yang hurriedly said: “Gentlemen, I was just helping a friend who had too much to drink, I am completely harmless.”

The doorman bowed slightly and said to the policeman kneeling on Gao Yang’s back: “Officer Jing, I can testify that this gentleman is our esteemed guest, he is a person of status, he is not a dangerous individual.”

Yelena quickly pointed to Eileen and loudly said: “Her too, she also, she just drank too much because she was happy.”

Eileen was pinned down on the ground, drunken and with lifeless eyes, looking at Gao Yang.

If it weren’t for Gao Yang’s words, she would not have given up without a fight; of course, not that it would have been of any use, a drunkard doesn’t have much fighting strength after all.

After exchanging glances, the policeman on Gao Yang’s back moved his knee, then after releasing Gao Yang’s hands, he softly said: “Sir, please try not to get too agitated next time.

You should have stayed put.

Alright, it’s fine now, I hope you pay more attention next time.”

Gao Yang quickly replied: “No problem, I was just a bit excited, sorry officers, for the trouble caused.”

Eileen was also released, and the policeman pressing on her loudly said: “Sir, please take care of your friend.

She should not be wandering the streets after drinking too much, especially not assault a Jing, it’s very dangerous.

Okay, take her back to the hotel, and tell her to be more careful in the future.”

The policemen didn’t say much more, got into their car and left, while Gao Yang, after breathing a sigh of relief, nodded at the doorman and then hurried over to Eileen, helplessly saying: “Damn it, Eileen, how much did you drink!”

Eileen rolled over and lay on the ground, looking at Gao Yang with scattered eyes: “Boss, I’m sorry, boss.”

The doorman also came over and said to Gao Yang: “Sir, if this lady is our esteemed guest, I can help call someone to assist her inside.”

Gao Yang smiled and said: “Thank you, but there’s no need; I can handle this.”

After that, Gao Yang took out a few large bills from his pocket, shook hands with the doorman, then placed the bills in the doorman’s hand, softly saying: “Thank you very much for your assistance, or else I would have been in trouble tonight.”

The doorman was meant to receive tips; it was just that Gao Yang gave a bit more than usual.

After slightly bowing, the doorman smiled at Gao Yang: “I’m very happy to be of service, sir.”

Gao Yang nodded, looked over at Eileen on the ground, sighed, then bent down to pull Eileen’s arm and help her up, helplessly saying: “Damn it, how much have you drunk exactly?

Why so much alcohol?

And why are you alone?”

Eileen tossed her head and giggled: “Reporting, boss, this is free time, I wanted to drink.

I feel bad; can’t I just be alone for a while?

I don’t want to be with those jerks, I just want to be alone for a while, boss!”

Gao Yang looked embarrassedly at the doorman.

The doorman kept a neutral expression, slightly bowed, and said: “Sir, I’ll wait for you at the entrance.”

Finally, the doorman left, Gao Yang looked at Yelena, sighed helplessly, then forcefully pulled Eileen saying: “Let’s go, let’s talk inside, buddy, this is the street.”

Yelena came to Gao Yang’s side, helped to lift Eileen, and whispered: “What’s wrong with her?

She doesn’t seem to be in a good mood.

Let’s get her inside first.”

Dealing with someone who was drunk to the point of paralysis, and dead heavy, Gao Yang didn’t dare to drag her forcibly, so he had to squat down, thinking to lift Eileen up.

Eileen flipped over and hugged Gao Yang’s arm, then with a crying tone said: “Boss, I’m twenty-eight already, you don’t have to be so controlling, I’m not drunk, you don’t need to worry about me.”

Gao Yang looked at Yelena helplessly, and whispered: “Move aside.”

Gao Yang squatted in front of Eileen, grabbed her arm, and with a heave lifted her onto his shoulder, then tremblingly stood up.

Since lifting her was not feasible, he had no choice but to carry Eileen back like a sack of potatoes.

But something unfortunate happened; Eileen, who was lifted by Gao Yang, started vomiting.

Gao Yang just wanted to quietly enjoy a moment for two, but it seems like the entire world was against him.

With a face full of sorrow and no tears to shed, Gao Yang, covered with vomit, had no choice but to put Eileen down to let her vomit thoroughly before doing anything else.

Eileen sat on the ground surrounded by her own vomit, and after a long while, she fixed her bleary drunken gaze onto Yelena and took a good look at her a few times.

Then Eileen raised her hand and weakly waved it, chuckling at Yelena, “Hey, Yelena, you’re here too, huh?

Oh, Yelena, you’re such a lucky gal, truly lucky…”

Eileen’s eyelids began to fight each other, and after speaking just a few words, her eyes closed, and she leaned back and lay on the ground, promptly falling into a deep sleep.

After emptying the contents of his pocket for Yelena, Gao Yang threw his dirtied coat into the trash bin.

He first fished the room card off Eileen, then hoisted her up again.

Under the strange stares of the onlookers, he dashed into the hotel as if fleeing for his life.

When Yelena opened the door to Eileen’s room and helped her back inside, the trouble was far from over.

On the contrary, this was just the beginning of the trouble.

Looking at Eileen, who was fast asleep, both Gao Yang and Yelena heaved a sigh of relief.

Then Yelena shook her head gently and said to Gao Yang, “Darling, you go out.

Wait for me in our room.

Eileen is all dirty; we can’t just leave her like this.

I need to clean her up.”

Gao Yang nodded numbly, turned, and walked away, but after only a couple of steps, something occurred to his dazed mind, and he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Eileen’s tattoo—if Yelena were to take care of Eileen, she’d definitely see it.

It was a big problem.

Although he was absolutely guilt-free, Gao Yang still felt it would be better if Yelena didn’t see it.

Gao Yang immediately turned around and said to Yelena, “No, no, no need to bother with her.

I mean, you don’t need to.

I’ll do it.

Oh no, we can find someone to take care of Eileen.”

Yelena looked at Gao Yang with a puzzled look, “Darling, what’s gotten into you?”

Gao Yang knew his behavior was strange, very strange indeed.

Eileen was a girl—Yelena was the only one really capable of taking care of her, yet he couldn’t let Yelena take care of Eileen.

If Gao Yang normally didn’t seem so concerned about his friends, Yelena might understand, but the problem was, Eileen was Gao Yang’s brother-in-arms.

Gao Yang would never abandon a drunken Eileen, and yet he was stopping Yelena from helping and considering hiring someone else to take care—something that would never happen normally.

Yelena understood Gao Yang, and Gao Yang knew that Yelena understood him, so now, Gao Yang had to come up with a good excuse.

Gao Yang’s mind was racing to fabricate lies.

He was trying to handle this damned situation while crafting a flawless lie; his face looked quite odd.

Gao Yang hesitated about taking care of Eileen himself.

Eileen was a girl; it didn’t seem right.

But if Yelena took care of Eileen, it seemed even less right.

In the end, Gao Yang made a decision.

He would treat Eileen just as he would on the battlefield, as his brother-in-arms—that way, there would be no problems.

Finally, under Yelena’s strange gaze, Gao Yang cleared his throat and rolled out his big gun.

“Hmm, you can’t take care of her, not even me.

You just can’t take care of her.

Uh-huh, because, well, it’s hard to say.”

Yelena spread her hands, making a puzzled expression.

As if after a fierce internal battle, Gao Yang finally spoke resignedly, “Alright, I’ll tell you.

Actually, uh, Eileen is a lesbian, so, uh, I’m fine, but I absolutely can’t let you take care of her.

Uh, you know, you’ve noticed it, right?”

Yelena’s mouth gaped open in surprise, then with a sudden look of realization, she said, “Ah!

So it really is like that!

No wonder, well, this is tricky, um, which one of us should stay then?

I feel weird about you doing this, oh damn, I don’t quite understand their, or I should say, her way of thinking.

But I would definitely avoid Adele sometimes; this issue is too complicated, who is more suitable?”

Gao Yang shrugged and said, “Firstly, based on our past experience, I’m the more suitable one.

Also, I absolutely won’t allow you to take care of her.

I couldn’t stand it, so there’s only one choice.

I’ll do it.”

Yelena nodded, then touching her chin, she voiced her confusion, “That doesn’t add up.

Eileen, she shouldn’t be a lesbian, right?

If she really thinks she’s a man, then she shouldn’t be so sensitive about her age.

Just now…”

Gao Yang shook his head, with a serious face he said, “Eileen is still a woman after all.

Even if she’s different from most women in some ways, in the end, she is a woman.

I think it’s understandable, and we should respect her.

Don’t you think?”

Yelena shrugged, “Of course, of course.

Alright, I’ll leave, and you stay and take care of her.

Hm, although I still find it very odd.

Very…

Anyway, let’s just do it.”

Gao Yang opened his arms and hugged Yelena gently, speaking in a resigned tone, “Wait for me, it won’t be long.

I just need to make sure Eileen doesn’t suffocate on her own vomit.”

Yelena nodded, whispering, “Don’t rush, be careful, um, try to make her feel a bit better.”

After a few words, Gao Yang finally managed to get Yelena to leave.

He closed the door, turned around to look at the soundly sleeping Eileen, and collapsed weakly onto the ground.

He held his head with both hands, near tears, and muttered to himself, “Buddy, you’re too clever, coming up with such a reasonable excuse.

But how am I going to explain this tomorrow?

F**k!

F**k!” (To be continued.

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