Qi Yue saw a storage bin at the entrance of the bar, filled with numerous umbrellas.
She casually picked one up and, using the umbrella as a sword, directly stabbed it into the man's thigh and wrist.
The drunk man's leg was pierced, causing him to kneel down; the next second, his wrist bone erupted in intense pain, and he reflexively let go.
Qi Zhen, her face still in shock, hastily thanked her savior, "Thank you…"
But before she could finish, she recognized that the person who saved her was Qi Yue, and her expression immediately changed.
She probably didn't expect that while her own friends kept their distance, Qi Yue would actually help her…
At that moment, the drunk and his several burly friends all surrounded Qi Yue.
"F*ck! Looking for trouble, aren't you?"
"Little girl, who are you? What relation are you to her? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"
…
Qi Yue glanced at Qi Zhen, "Stranger, just naturally nosy."
