129: This is called a sneak attack; an emergency call for help.

Jiang Chuan's private room was too wild, so he didn't receive Mu Qingcheng's message.

Reba sent a message to someone else, who immediately asked for the location and rushed over.

"Holy crap, they're fighting."

Wang Cong arrived outside the private room, seeing the full-blown fight inside, and was stunned.

"Damn, Qingcheng..."

Wang Cong saw the girl fighting. He didn't recognize her immediately because the room lighting was too dim, but when he entered the room, he recognized this familiar younger sister. Seeing Mu Qingcheng surrounded, he cursed angrily, charged directly into the room, grabbing a wine bottle along the way.

*Bang.*

With a crisp sound, the beer bottle in Wang Cong's hand smashed down on someone's head without hesitation.

The beer bottle shattered, and blood immediately flowed from the person's wound.

"Who..."

The guy who had just been hit by a bottle was about to curse, but Wang Cong saw that he had endured it, and slammed another bottle down hard.

*Bang.*

The Young Man who was struck immediately collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Mu Qingcheng's room was chaotic. Mu Qingcheng's fighting ability was decent, and she was temporarily holding her own against the group of Young Men. Wang Cong had attacked from behind, which was why the group of Young Men hadn't noticed him yet.

"Interesting."

Wang Cong had knocked one person unconscious with two bottles, and his eyes lit up. Seeing that the others still hadn't noticed him, he grabbed two more bottles and immediately attacked.

*Bang! Bang!*

As the two bottles struck, another Young Man was left with a bloody head, knocked unconscious.

"A bunch of trash! How can over a dozen people not handle one little girl?"

"Immediately call for backup! Today, I'm going to make sure they can't leave this room."

... The leading Young Man cursed angrily as he watched his subordinates fail to take down Mu Qingcheng.

"Yes, Young Master Zhong."

A Young Man heard Young Master Zhong's furious cursing, replied respectfully, and immediately called for people, requesting assistance.

"This guy is so arrogant."

Wang Cong also heard Young Master Zhong's shouting and quietly moved behind him.

"Kid, you're pretty wild too."

Wang Cong's voice entered Young Master Zhong's ears from behind. Young Master Zhong heard this, turned around in confusion, but didn't have time to clearly see Wang Cong's face.

*Bang.*

A wine bottle smashed heavily onto Young Master Zhong's head.

Young Master Zhong was critically struck by a bottle and tried to curse, but he hadn't finished speaking.

*Bang.*

Another bottle smashed heavily onto Young Master Zhong's head.

*Thud.*

Young Master Zhong fell backward heavily.

"Young Master Zhong!"

The Young Men surrounding Mu Qingcheng noticed this scene and shouted loudly.

A group of people quickly rushed to Young Master Zhong's side.

"You are? Wang Cong!"

When these people arrived, they clearly saw the person who had knocked out Young Master Zhong. Seeing Wang Cong's face, their expressions gradually turned serious.

This group of Young Men had not expected Mu Qingcheng and her friends to know the great Young Master Wang Cong of Modu, nor that Wang Cong would step in to help them, even knocking out Young Master Zhong.

"You recognize me? Are you people from Modu?"

Wang Cong frowned and asked, surprised that these Young Men recognized him.

He didn't recognize any of these Young Men; after all, he was high-ranking, and the people around him were usually of a similar status.

"You hit Young Master Zhong, we can't let you leave now."

"A few of you, restrain Young Master Wang and keep him here."

The group of Young Men glared fiercely at Wang Cong and spoke coldly.

"Are you guys coming or not? Damn it, Young Master Zhong has been knocked out! The person who did it is Wang Cong. You better call Young Master Guo, otherwise, we won't be able to handle Wang Cong's fury."

A Young Man continued to shout into the phone.

"Wang Cong?!"

The person on the other end was stunned by the name and immediately replied, "Alright, I will tell Young Master Guo about this immediately. Our people are already on their way. Don't let Young Master Zhong get hurt anymore, or if Young Master Zhong blames us, we won't be able to bear the consequences."

"Hurry up."

The Young Man in the private room said loudly.

The Young Men attacking Mu Qingcheng were too weak. With some of them diverted to deal with Wang Cong, they were completely unable to take down Mu Qingcheng.

"I've memorized all your faces. Since you are all Modu locals, you should know my temper. If you leave now, I'll let bygones be bygones, but if you lay a hand on me, I won't let you off easy later."

Wang Cong, surrounded by several people, felt a little nervous, hoping to suppress them using his background.

"Young Master Wang, we truly dare not offend you."

"Your background is very powerful to us, but Modu is vast, and you are not the only Modu Young Master; there are three others."

These Young Men were slightly intimidated by Wang Cong's threat, but since the deed was done, there was no turning back. They could only see it through to the end.

"Are you Guo Baokun's people or Huang Youcai's?"

When Wang Cong heard their words, he instantly realized that the person behind them was on the same level as him. His expression turned ugly as he guessed the two potential individuals and questioned them coldly.

Naturally, this group of Young Men couldn't tell Wang Cong the answer, so they rushed forward simultaneously, trying to subdue him.

"I must run out and ask for Xiao Chuan's help."

Wang Cong's face was grim, and he had only one thought. He glanced at Mu Qingcheng, who was temporarily safe, let out a roar, and actively engaged, using his body to forcefully charge past the Young Man closest to the door.

The Young Man by the door couldn't help but change his expression as he watched Wang Cong's frantic charge, and he decisively dodged.

"The chance is here."

Wang Cong saw this and knew he could escape now.

"You damn fool, why did you dodge?"

"Chase him! Don't let him call for people. Our backup hasn't arrived yet; if he calls his people, we'll be in danger."

... The others cursed the Young Man who had dodged.

After speaking, they quickly chased after him, giving Wang Cong no chance to call for help.

Just as Wang Cong and the others chased him out, the backup they had called arrived at the bar entrance, swarming in and heading toward Mu Qingcheng's private room.

"Xiao Chuan, save me."

Wang Cong's private room was not far from Mu Qingcheng's. He used all his strength to run back to his room and shouted loudly.

Inside the room, Jiang Chuan was currently being pulled by Xu Jia to drink when he suddenly saw Wang Cong rush in, breathless and asking for help, looking confused. Soon, he saw several other Young Men also enter the room.

"Hm?!"

Jiang Chuan frowned and looked coldly at these few Young Men.

Wang Cong, panting, finished his fragmented explanation: "Xiao Chuan, Qingcheng and the others are in trouble... I stumbled upon it. These guys... are also among those bullying Qingcheng. They are in the private room next door... You guys hurry and save her."

"You are courting death."

Jiang Chuan understood. His eyes turned icy as he looked at the group of Young Men who had chased them in. He leaped up, instantly dealt with these few Young Men, and rushed directly toward Mu Qingcheng's private room.

"Wait for me, Old Jiang, I'm coming too."

Xu Jia's expression was equally grim, and he quickly caught up to Jiang Chuan as he left.