Chapter 83: Outburst Anger

AnHan met eyes with AiLin and upon seeing how pretty she was— a type of beauty that was unapproachable swaying toward his room, his smile appeared for once as he tried to befriend her, "Hello, gorgeous. Is there anything you—"

SMASH

An impending silence fall into the room as if everyone’s mouth had been silenced. The group of people inside the room immediately turned their heads to look at the door as they saw the right moment when AiLin had raised her hand that was holding to the bottle of whisky and had hit it across AnHan’s head. AnHan swayed backward when they all saw a leg had kicked down AnHan and caused him to fall backward harshly on the ground with blood on his head.

AiLin then stepped inside the room, closing the door behind her and locking it. Her expression was still as a calm water as she turned to count the people in the room. First, she noticed XanXi who was on the couch, awake but not entirely present with a woman on top of him, ripping apart his clothing even though he seemed to be unwilling. Three men sat on the couch, smoking as they filled the room with the minty scent of medicines. They were all looking back at her, confused at what had happened and how a woman had smashed a bottle of thick whisky against AnHan’s head.

It really did took them a while for one of them to stand up, "What the fuck? What did you do bitch?" The man was taller than AiLin, marching in great anger as he raised his fist and tried to smash his knuckles to AiLin’s head. Easily, she had moved to the left, causing the man to hit the wall and for him to cry out as his bones had hit the hard surface.

She looked at his face and grabbed the golden necklace on his neck. With little to no hesitation, she pulled the necklace, and smashed his body to the wall. The person had fell to the sharp shards of glass, cursing when he saw a knee right before his face and before he could brace for it, AiLin had kneed his face for a few time in a painful moment. She then pulled her knees away once she made sure that his nose was broken and that the man was far too much in pain that he had lost his consciousness.

This sent the other two men in the room into alarm as if earlier they had only thought of her as a drunk making a mess, this time they felt in their bones that AiLin had came in with the intention of killing them.

One of them grabbed the nearby crystal ashtray to cover his knuckle, "You lil bitch, do you think you can come here and do what you want?!" He then glanced at his friend and nodded, both of them running to her with the intention of hurting her at the same time, believing that this way, they could take her down.

But Ailin remained calm. She was furious. In fact, she felt so livid that she couldn’t feel anything. Her entire body had became numb, not only was her mind turning as numb as if she had been put under anesthetic, her entire body felt so numb with rage that she couldn’t feel the pain when one of the man had hit the ashtray by her shoulder. She took it an easy method to subdue the two, kicking them by the crotch and pulling their head and smashing it to the wall. The fight wasn’t easy as they were all men bigger and more muscular than her who always fought around the club as a hobby.

But AiLin spent her time in prison, working out and gaining experience by fighting those who had came to her for trouble.

Their movement were sluggish compared to the women’s prisoners. It took her no less than ten minute before she had took care of everyone there, hammering the last person’s face with the crystal ashtray without a hint of stopping.

Only until the only other woman expect her let out a shrill cry did she stop and turned toward her. The woman shirked, "N- No... why are you doing this to me?!" She had seen how those men were subdued in less than a few seconds, so how could she withstand being the next victim whose face broken in by AiLin’s punch?!

AiLin walked toward her, stepping over the men she had beaten up and stopped at the woman, "Please- please, aren’t we both girls? We can talk it out.."

Seeing that AiLin was quiet, she thought she could leave and immediately stood away from the couch when she felt her hair being pulled and AiLin pushing her down the couch. With a tranquil tone, she stared at the woman placidly, "I don’t women," and the woman sighed in relief, "I don’t hit men either," and the woman looked up at her, confused by contradiction. It was only clear after she told the woman, "I hit those piece of trashes that should have never been born to this world. You aren’t forced, I know. You love assaulting weak people and that’s fine," she smiled, her eyes empty, "I also like assaulting people who like hurting others weaker than them. So aren’t I’m fair?"

"No.. No!" The woman’s yell echoed throughout the corridor as AiLin had raised her hand.

Silence followed after as she looked at the mess. She had caused all the five people in this room to come home with either broke arm, tens of bruises, and a broken nose. But the anger in her, why doesn’t it disappear?

She felt frustrated. Her heart was beating so loudly— why was it beating so loudly?! It’s annoying. Everything was annoying! She felt as if she needed to peel something off and her eyes wondered around the room, reflecting if she should just kill them for this ugly emotions that had wrapped her heart to be gone for good?

Her long nails were now filled with blood as suddenly she felt someone holding to her wrist. She looked down, finding XanXi who was rendered to be in such a semiconscious state begging with his eyes for help as his mouth couldn’t. It made her recall herself and before she knew it, she had grabbed the young man’s hand and supported him as they left the room.

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