122: Picking on the weak

She quickly tugged on Lan Qingyu's sleeve, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz: "Qingyu, I... I'm fine."

"They wouldn't dare do anything to me; this is a legitimate establishment."

Hearing this, the man with the buzz cut immediately seized on her words and began to laugh maliciously.

"Heh, isn't that the truth!"

"Listen to that, even this little chick said it. How could we possibly do anything to her?"

As the buzz-cut man spoke, he exchanged another look with the long-haired man.

The two of them burst into another round of even more lewd and ear-piercing laughter.

Lin Chao, standing not far away, took in the entire scene.

His brow was already furrowed into a deep scowl.

Just then, a waiter carrying a tray happened to pass by him.

Lin Chao's gaze sharpened, and he reached out to stop him without hesitation.

He lifted his chin, pointing in the direction of Lan Qingyu and the others, his voice steady and cold.

"It looks like one of your employees is being bullied."

"Aren't you going to do something?"

The waiter Lin Chao stopped was clearly startled.

The hand holding the tray even shook slightly.

He looked in the direction Lin Chao was pointing, and with just one glance, the expression on his face changed instantly.

It was a complex expression mixed with shock and disgust, which finally settled into deep helplessness.

"Why is it those two jinxes again?"

He squeezed the words out from between his teeth almost subconsciously.

His voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with unmistakable irritation.

Hearing this, Lin Chao raised an eyebrow: "You know them?"

It wasn't that he didn't want to rush over and play the hero immediately.

It was just that Lan Qingyu had a "history."

Her personality, to put it nicely, was innocent and romantic; to put it bluntly, she was a complete silly sweet.

Last time, didn't that woman named Zhong Xiaoru take advantage of her kindness and impulsiveness to lead her around by the nose?

Heaven knows if this was another trap she couldn't see through.

Besides, when something like this happens in a KTV, the safest way to handle it is to have the establishment's own security step in.

This was their turf and their responsibility.

The waiter gave a bitter laugh, one that looked worse than crying: "It's more than just knowing them..."

"Brother, these two are regulars here, notorious drunks."

"Every time they come, they get wasted, and when they're drunk, they love to cause trouble for our female colleagues, getting all handsy."

A series of question marks instantly popped up in Lin Chao's mind: "They're bullying your own employees, and you're just not going to do anything?"

"Where's your manager? The security? They're just watching?"

"Do something?" The bitter smile on the waiter's face deepened, carrying a numbness from having seen too much.

"How are we supposed to do anything?"

He lowered his voice, as if sharing a shameful secret: "These two are friends of the KTV's big boss."

"Every time they come, they spend at least five figures without even blinking."

"When our manager sees them, he has to bow and scrape like a grandson. Who would dare offend them?"

The waiter sighed, glancing sympathetically at the colleague being protected behind the others.

"The manager gave us strict orders long ago. As long as they don't go too far, we're just supposed to be smart, keep our heads down, and try to avoid them."

After hearing this, Lin Chao felt a surge of anger rush from his heart to the top of his head.

He stared at the waiter and asked, emphasizing every word.

"So, they only dare to bully you servers?"

The waiter nodded, his tone full of unabashed self-deprecation: "Isn't that right?"

"They're smart, too. They know that among the guests who come here to spend money, any one of them might be a big shot they can't afford to cross. They're afraid of kicking a steel plate."

"So, they never target the guests."

He paused and said the most cutting thing of all.

"They only harass us female servers who have no background."

As he finished speaking, Lin Chao's brows were completely locked in a cold scowl.

They were specifically picking on the weak.

"Brother, actually... usually our manager assigns male waiters to that private room," the waiter said, truly at a loss. "It's to prevent our female colleagues from being harassed by them."

The waiter's gaze turned again to the young girl protected behind Lan Qingyu, who was already trembling with fear.

"I don't know what happened today, but Xiao Qiao was targeted by them."

He sighed heavily, his tone full of frustration and powerlessness: "I reckon it's because Xiao Qiao just started a few days ago. She didn't know these two jinxes and didn't know to hide."

"Which of us old employees doesn't avoid them like the plague when we see them?"

These words completely extinguished the last shred of doubt in Lin Chao's heart that this might be a trap aimed at Lan Qingyu.

He no longer had any hesitation.

Lin Chao took long strides, heading straight toward the center of the chaos.

In that split second, the situation escalated abruptly!

Seeing Lan Qingyu blocking his way, the long-haired drunk's face twisted into an incredibly lewd grin.

He feinted with one hand, reaching past Lan Qingyu's shoulder to grab directly at the server, Xiao Qiao, behind her!

"What are you doing!"

Lan Qingyu was both angry and anxious, reaching out to stop him without thinking.

How could she have known that the drunk's target wasn't just one person from the start!

His other free hand suddenly lunged toward Lan Qingyu's chest from an extremely tricky and malicious angle!

The movement was vulgar, and the intent was clear!

"Ah!"

Lan Qingyu cried out in surprise, her body instinctively shrinking back, narrowly avoiding the dirty hand.

But in that moment of retreating, her line of defense was completely breached.

The long-haired drunk grinned hideously. With no more obstacles, his first hand firmly seized Xiao Qiao's slender wrist!

"Come here, you!"

He pulled hard, dragging the poor girl straight toward his embrace!

"Ah! Let go of me! Let me go!" Xiao Qiao's face instantly turned pale, leaving only endless terror as she struggled desperately, her cries trembling.

The long-haired drunk, however, was like a shark that had smelled blood, becoming even more excited.

As he dragged her, he breathed out alcoholic fumes and laughed arrogantly.

"Little chick, don't be ungrateful!"

"It's your good fortune from eight lifetimes that I've taken an interest in you!"

Before his voice even faded.

A ghost-like figure appeared silently behind him.

No one even saw clearly how he had gotten there.

In the next second, a well-defined, clean, and slender hand shot out like lightning, grabbing the drunk's prized, greasy long hair!

The force was so great that his entire scalp felt a tearing pain!

"Ow!"

The long-haired drunk cried out in pain and was about to turn around and curse.

But before he could see who it was, the fingers of the other hand struck the pressure point on the arm holding Xiao Qiao like two red-hot steel needles!

It was sore! Numb! Painful!

An indescribable feeling of weakness instantly spread from his fingertips through his entire arm!

It felt as if his entire arm suddenly no longer belonged to him.