Super Soldier in the City

Chapter 2437 - 2501: Drunk

Aoki Reiko drove her car fast, and by the time Li Yifei rushed out, it was already a bit late. Moreover, a lot of cars suddenly appeared on the road, and after five or six minutes of chasing, Li Yifei had lost Aoki Reiko’s trace. He slammed on the brakes and pounded the steering wheel.He took out his phone and called the Holy Maiden, saying: "I didn’t catch up with her. Have Kawako immediately contact the search team; following the car number should lead to quick results."

Aoki Reiko’s mental state is very poor right now, so it’s crucial to find her quickly to avoid any accident, and the Holy Maiden and Suzuki Kawako feel the same way.

Li Yifei didn’t go back to wait for news; instead, he drove aimlessly on the road.

With Aoki Reiko speeding away, everyone’s main concern was her safety. If anything happens, they would all feel very upset.

In a well-known bar, Aoki Reiko sat with a cold expression, ignoring several men who tried to hit on her. Many drinks were placed in front of her, featuring various flavors, and Aoki Reiko had already drunk some, a blush appearing on her face. Yet her gaze remained chilly. Aoki Reiko wanted to drink, so she went out to drink, aware that her friends at home would stop her, hence she didn’t inform them.

She wanted to drink, so she went out to drink.

At this moment, Aoki Reiko’s mind was blank; she seemed not to be thinking at all. At a distant table, a group of flashy-dressed hooligans pointed and gestured at Aoki Reiko. These hooligans certainly wouldn’t dare to cause trouble in this bar, as it had very strong backing, and they would easily get destroyed if they dared to act up.

But that didn’t mean they had no thoughts about Aoki Reiko; such a beautiful woman with a face full of sadness drinking alone here typically indicates having something on her mind. These hooligans had encountered such situations before, and their success rate was high when targeting this kind of woman, especially when they drank too much, doing things they wouldn’t usually do.

For instance... hooking up, or one against a few. In short, these small-time hooligans had tasted the sweetness of such encounters before, so at this moment, they were thinking about doing just that.

Aoki Reiko held a cocktail named "Heartbreak" as the bar’s servant introduced the drink, saying it starts out very sweet when first tasted but suddenly becomes bitter and spicy after passing the tongue, feeling sweetness rising when through the throat and into the stomach.

In general, this drink might not taste good, but its name was nice. Aoki Reiko mumbled a few words "heartbreak," took a gulp, savoring the taste that changed from sweet to bitter and then back to sweet. A drink can transform back and forth, but can a person? Aoki Reiko shook her head and sighed bitterly, ever since that day, Mr. Mu Fei disappeared like a flash, not leaving any news. It was as if such a person never existed in the world, their whereabouts unknown with no message left behind.

Having met him, Why Not Feel Joy! This phrase was spoken in the Huaxia language, taught to Aoki Reiko by her Huaxia Language Teacher; she knew its meaning, having met him, she wouldn’t like anyone else again.

As Aoki Reiko thought, she felt like bursting into tears, grabbing a tissue, she wiped away her tears.

At the distant table, several hooligans gathered whispering, noticing Aoki Reiko seemingly crying. One of them, sporting Afro-hair, chuckled, "Sure enough, it’s heartache; we’re guaranteed tonight!"

"Being with such a beauty, I’d say it’s worth dying for now! So beautiful, really so beautiful; I swear, she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen!" Another bald hooligan said, shaking his head.

The third, wearing a hat, said, "I’m the most handsome here, so I’ll try first; if successful, you won’t miss out."

|"You’re the most handsome? I scoff, with Taro here, do you think you’re the most handsome? This beauty is mine." Afro-hair hooligan glared, not convinced.

"Alright, the four of us, whoever succeeds is fine!" The eldest among the four said gloomily, his stature was robust, clearly the leader of the group. Lastly, he pointed at Afro-hair hooligan, "Go investigate this woman’s background!"

"Got it!" Afro-hair nodded hurriedly, got up and left. These hooligans appeared to frequent bars, Afro-hair coincidentally knew one of the bar’s servants, so quickly found out Aoki Reiko came in a sports car, appearing quite wealthy.

The hooligans grew even more excited; not only was this beauty stunning beyond belief, she was also rich. This venture was worth the risk... The four hid in the shadows, no longer drinking, getting prepared with great excitement one by one.

Aoki Reiko remained unaware of any danger, tasting the "Heartbreak," finding its name suited her palate although its drinking sensation wasn’t good, so she ordered an ICETEA.

Frequent drinkers know that even if someone has a high alcohol tolerance, mixing different strengths together can still get them drunk, with such effects even hitting those who can typically handle a lot. Like Aoki Reiko, who drank five or six kinds, even if not much of each, but now with one high-strength cocktail, just a few gulps could have a strong effect.

Drinking like this, either it’s a beginner’s fearless naivety, or someone deliberately seeking to get drunk. In those hooligans’ eyes, Aoki Reiko clearly belonged to the latter, so they had started looking forward to a magical night tonight.

Even domestically, such ******** don’t know how many unscrupulous men lurk in darkness every night, peeking at women with lewd eyes. Occasionally, spotting a drunk woman, they’d reach out their claws, what they call "corpse picking" emerges from such situations.

Aoki Reiko drank more and more, her gaze increasingly lost. She just wanted to drink without considering what to do once drunk. Of course, Aoki Reiko hadn’t never drunk; she even occasionally got drunk with her sisters, but now, alone, she hadn’t thought about what to do, feeling more emotional with each drink. Sometimes excited, pounding tables and stomping, sometimes burying her face crying — totally abnormal. And from afar, those hooligans seeing her like this grew even more excited, proving she’d already drank too much.

Finding out this woman came in a sports car made the hooligans shine with excitement. Sports cars aren’t exactly rare in Japan, but driving one worth several million US Dollars — that’s relatively rare, especially with such a beautiful woman behind the wheel. These guys had considered the woman’s background, but... they intended to have fun then leave; why care about their target’s background?

So, when Aoki Reiko supported herself, threw a wad of cash from her pocket onto the table, exclaiming to settle the bill while staggering out, several hooligans knew their chance had come. In the underground parking lot, Aoki Reiko only felt dizzy, her body disobedient, the strength of several mixed drinks hitting, leaving her fully inebriated.

Aoki Reiko shook her head hard, mumbling, "You heartless thing, Mu Fei, I don’t want to like you anymore, what’s there to like about you, I don’t like you, go away, I don’t want to see you!"

"Hehehe!" A sinister laugh echoed, as a figure appeared before Aoki Reiko — a burly man, wearing a vest, intentionally exposing his chest, sporting a beard, standing nearly 1.9 meters, weighing over two hundred pounds. He was the leader of the previous hooligan group; ultimately, he fronted the operation.

The laugh slightly lifted Aoki Reiko’s head; she exhaled a puff of alcohol, bleary-eyed in her drunken state, forcing her eyes open as she frowned, saying, "You... Mu Fei?"

"Heh, beautiful lady, I can be Mu Fei." The bearded man grinned weirdly, deliberately puffed his chest.

Joy flashed on Aoki Reiko’s face but soon faded, she staggered back two steps, her tone chilled, "You’re not Mu Fei; Mu Fei isn’t this tall, nor does he have a beard!"

"Beards can be shaved off; as for height, beautiful lady, don’t you know stronger men are better? Hehe, so I can be your Mu Fei; I’ll be gentle with you." The bearded man said, inhaling deeply with satisfaction, praising, "Such a nice scent, still smells good after all that drinking."

"You’re not Mu Fei; you’re a fraud!" Aoki Reiko retreated further; she’d drunk too much but remained somewhat rational. Realizing the person in front wasn’t Mu Fei nor someone she knew, Aoki Reiko sensed something was off. Yet her legs were weak, her head woozy, her ability to move significantly impaired.

"Ha-ha, beautiful lady, I’ve already said, I can be your Mu Fei, hmm, at least tonight. Look how robust I am, guaranteed to give you a pleasant night." The leader thudded his chest, making a sound displaying his strength, finishing with, "So, what do you say, come home with me."

"No, you’re not Mu Fei; stay away from me!" Aoki Reiko spoke as she intended to turn around and walk back. Here in the underground parking lot, rarely anyone came, being entangled by this man made it difficult for her to escape.

The leader snorted, rubbed his hands with a twisted smile, "You must trust me; I’m not a bad guy. Don’t mind my rough looks; in bed, I’m very gentle. Women who’ve been with me all know, so don’t fear; I’ll be gentle with you."

As he finished, the leader reached out to grab Aoki Reiko, who waved his hand dismissively but inadvertently backed into a wall, having stumbled into a dead end. Watching Aoki Reiko’s backside, the leader’s mind filled with images of tearing her clothes and ravaging her.

The more he thought, the thirstier he felt, spitting as he said, "If it weren’t for people around, today I’d taste the flavor of a parking lot."

Not far, the three lookout hooligans swallowed hard.