Both Patricia and Michelle were actually quite good at fighting. But they couldn't muster their actual strength and abilities since they were drunk. Besides, the muscle head they met seemed to also be good at it. That was why they got trapped in the crowd and were unable to get out of there. But the root cause was because these two women were too willful. So basically they brought it upon themselves.
"What the hell! Who did that? Who the fuck hit me? How dare you do that?! No one is allowed to leave here. There are consequences if you hit me," shouted Michelle loudly. After all the tension and chaos, she had become less and less drunk. Plus, she danced fiercely earlier and that helped her sober up a bit. She could finally figure out what was happening around them in the bar.
"Forget it, Michelle. Where is Leena? Let's go find her," Patricia suggested as she shook her heavy head a bit. For a moment she had forgotten about Leena. Thank goodness! At least she did not forget her completely.
"Oh, right! I forgot that she is still here. Look around and check where she is now, Patricia. She might have been hurt by these sons of bitches," Michelle said to Patricia and kicked off a man who began to cling to her. She was an expert at fighting, having some practice almost every day.
"Ok, I'll go find her! You be careful. Why is there so much trouble? We just came here for fun! I hope that she is fine. Otherwise, her brothers will definitely hold us responsible!" Speaking of this, Patricia thought of Tom. His gentle face flashed in her head. No, not a gentle face, but a demon's face! He was gentle in front of other people but not to her! She had seen his evil face several times.
Hoyle was a soldier once. So it was a piece of cake to deal with those good for nothing punks. He did not expect that these two women could handle them quite well without any help. That was such a surprise. Unfortunately, Mr. Muscle Head was the boss of those punks. That was why they were unable to finish this fight.
At that same time, Leena was anxiously watching, far away from the center of the dance floor. She stood there, feeling upset that troubles and mishaps seemed to erupt around her all the time. Although she was not one who had to get involved in the fight herself, she still felt sorry that she was the cause of it. That was the last thing she had wanted to happen.
"Hey, buddy. Are you sure you want to get involved in this?" the muscle head boss shouted to Hoyle aggressively. He did not look like a local, coming to this bar for the first time. That was the reason why he was unable to recognize the bar manager who was standing right in front of him.
"Well. You may act like this everywhere else that you go to. But I won't allow this to happen in my own turf." Hoyle smiled coldly. Here in Blue Enchantress, there was an unwritten rule; anyone who made trouble in the bar would be banned for life.
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