I have the desire but not the courage

The colorful lights danced wildly, and the roar of the explosive dance music could be clearly heard through the door, causing the heart to resonate. This made the punk girl from the Mox Gang, who was guarding in front of the gate and could only look at the empty street, feel increasingly bored.

"Hey, Rita, look!"

A companion who was smoking a cigarette to relieve her boredom suddenly patted Rita on the shoulder, and the man walking across the street made her eyes light up.

"Wow, where did this bodybuilding champion come from?" Rita, who was carrying a baseball bat and guessing how much the luxury cars in the parking lot were worth, turned her head and was surprised.

Arnold's body was full of erect muscles with clear edges and corners. His pectoral muscles were as thick as door panels, and his shoulders were hung on his body like tires. His whole body cast a shadow like a hill, covering the two punk girls.

"Are you here to have fun? Or are you here to cause trouble?"

However, this did not scare the girl from the Mox Gang. Rita leaned the baseball bat on the ground and raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Come and find something to wear." Arnold said with a cold and resolute face.

The scene was silent for a second, and then the two punk girls burst into laughter. Apparently, Arnold's words were taken as a joke.

However, they still let Arnold in, and before leaving, they explained the rules of the nightclub and touched his pectoral muscles to his abdomen in a teasing manner.

"Next time you need clothes, just come to me. I know a good place." The punk girl with purple hair and a bun cast a wink.

Arnold walked into the Lizzie's Bar through the sequined door curtain.

Dim lights, colorful light balls, eardrum-shattering bass rock, bars are always the same, the stage is full of people twisting their bodies to the music, accompanied by a strong and pungent smell of cheap perfume.

Jack looked at the people dancing freely on the dance floor, his head swaying to the exciting melody.

"Fuck, V, you see, I told you this was a good place!" Jack raised the whiskey on the table and drank it all. "Whew, that's great, old man, enjoy your short life."

Jack and V were sitting in a box, with the lively dance floor to their left.

"I don't think it's a big deal." Although the scene was lively, V still had a sullen face and sipped the whiskey in the glass. It was obvious that she was not in a good mood.

"Hey, don't think about the tarot cards during the day." Jack leaned in and whispered. "I'll tell you in secret, I don't really believe in that stuff either, but don't tell Misty that."

"Don't worry, Jack, I'm not doing this for the sake of it." V forced a smile and refilled her glass. "I'm not a coward enough to be scared by a few prophecies."

"Why is that?" Jack scratched his head, puzzled. "It's not about business, nor is it about the prophecy of the day..."

"Could it be about the lover you talked about earlier?" Jack expressed his guess, but he himself was a little skeptical and his tone was unsteady. However, V was unusually silent.

"Oh my god, it's true." Jack's eyes widened instantly. "No, my god, V, why didn't you tell me earlier? Ha, I didn't expect that you would be trapped in love one day." Jack couldn't help laughing on the spot.

"Haha, yeah." V rolled her eyes at Jack.

"Oh, don't be discouraged. I can't tell you anything else, but I can definitely help you with this!" Jack smiled and took on the responsibility with the confidence of a Sixth Street Gang leader.

"You don't even know who it is..."

"Bai Rui, right?"

Puff~!!!

V spit out her drink.

V's deepest secret was revealed by Jack. Her pupils trembled, and she pointed at Jack for a long time without saying a word.

"See, I told you I could help you!" Jack spread his hands, looking very smug.

"How did you know?" Finally understanding the meaning, V couldn't hide the shock in her eyes. This was more shocking than a stranger on the street suddenly calling out your name and home address.

"You're not just guessing, are you?" V started to make excuses. She still didn't believe that Jack would see through the secret she had deliberately hidden. It must be that Jack made a random guess and got it right.

"Haha, who knows?" Jack started to tremble and whistled with his hands in his pockets.

"Jack!?" V was anxious.

"Okay, okay." Seeing that V was serious, Jack couldn't keep the secret any longer and immediately threw up his hands in surrender. "I was just suspicious at first, but your reaction clearly confirmed it, didn't you?"

V looked stunned. What was she doing? She was confessing herself.

"Remember the last time?" Jack opened a new bottle of whiskey and filled V's and his own glass. "It was when we delivered a package to Taiping Island."

"That day, Bai Rui was wearing a short vest, how should I put it, her belly was exposed." Jack also gestured a rough curve. "And you don't know, V, the way you looked at Bai Rui's waist at that time was almost like you wanted to eat her."

"Just because of this?" V was a little bit unbelievable. She never thought that it was her lustful eyes that exposed herself.

"That's not true, V." Jack held the glass and leaned closer to say mysteriously, "It's like the way a hunter looks at their prey. It's impossible to be wrong."

"Well, congratulations, you really discovered a big secret." After figuring it out, V sighed helplessly, leaned back on the sofa, raised her glass, and responded in a bored manner.

"Yes, I just like Bai Rui..." After finally saying the secret, V felt relieved.

Jack said nothing and continued to listen.

"Fuck, Jack, you don't know, Bai Rui has been with me for six years, and it was fine before, but recently, fuck..." V scratched her forehead in annoyance. "Let's put it this way, her face, arms, waist, now I get irritated wherever I look, especially Bai Rui lying next to me every night, fuck, I'm going crazy."

V spoke nonsense like a qualified drunkard, pouring out all her greed and desire for Bai Rui, as well as the entanglements that came with it.

"V, why don't you just tell me what you feel?" The usually capable V was acting like an anxious teenager. For the sake of his friend's face, Jack tried his best to hold back his laughter.

"Is this possible?" V's speech became noticeably faster. "What if Bai Rui doesn't have that kind of feeling towards me? Should I ruin this relationship myself?"

"We've been together day and night for six years. I suspect that she really only sees me as a sister..." After saying that, V dejectedly took a big gulp of wine with her eyes half-closed, obviously a little drunk.

Well, the case is solved. V is a guy who has the desire but not the courage. She wants it badly but is afraid that if she confesses to Bai Rui she will scare her away.

"Hey, V, you can't be afraid of this and that when it comes to relationships." Jack, now that he had figured out his brother's, no, sister's, thoughts, was obviously much more relaxed. He leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and rolled his eyes, thinking about giving V some advice. "But don't worry, I'll help you. Back then, there was no girl in Heywood that I couldn't get."

"Then tell me what you think, Jack." V, lying on the table with a glass of wine in her hand, asked doubtfully with a red face.

"I say you have to do this, you can't just sit there and wait, you have to attack like a beast..." Seeing V speak, Jack became excited, stood up, and began to impart his years of experience in picking up girls to V.

As the night deepened, under the influence of alcohol, the men and women became more and more frantic physically and mentally, their dancing waists became more and more deformed, and there was spilled wine and empty bottles everywhere. They had completely indulged in this suffocating and dim joy.

"Handsome guy, would you like a drink? I'll buy you."

"Want to have some fun? I can make you happy all night long."

Arnold, with his physique like a bodybuilder champion, seemed to cause a small sensation at Lizzie's Bar, especially when he was half-naked.

This is not a church, so appreciation requires more than just the eyes. Pairs of naughty little hands take advantage of every opportunity to touch the upper body, and some are more direct and are already shouting with banknotes.

However, none of these moved Arnold. He still walked among the crowd with a cold face. Bai Rui had no sense of being touched anyway, so she just let them do what they wanted.

Bai Rui manipulated Arnold to wander around the bar, looking somewhat bored.

They are similar to the people in the El Coyote Cojo, nothing special.

Except that the thugs guarding the place were replaced by punk girls in strange costumes, people were either dancing on the dance floor or experiencing fake orgasms with Braindance. There was no exciting scene of advancing as Bai Rui had imagined.

It was a bit boring. Bai Rui wanted to find the gang of thugs who escaped as soon as possible. After scanning several times, she finally spotted those "acquaintances".

Next to the pool table against the wall, a few thugs with bruised faces and noses were anxiously reporting something to a big man holding a pool cue.

Arnold recognized them. They were the gang of thugs he had just dealt with. They came here and seemed to be complaining to a boss. It seemed that they had not learned their lesson enough. Arnold walked towards them.

"Boss, he was the one who beat us!"

Suddenly, the gangster who was covering his face accidentally saw Arnold walking towards them and screamed in fear. Unexpectedly, he was punched aside by his boss as soon as he finished screaming.

"You useless piece of shit. You're still calling me an egg after being treated like this."

The big man's face turned pale and he stood up as he looked at Arnold who was approaching.

"You are the one who is causing trouble for my men." The big man was also bulging with muscles, and when he stood up, he was almost as tall as Arnold.

Wearing a black leather jacket, leather pants, high boots, and a cigar in his mouth, the big man stood out much more than Arnold in his half-protective suit.

"Who are you hanging out with, and who's the boss?" With a look of contempt on his face and blowing out a smoke ring, the big man stood in front of Arnold with disdain in his eyes.

"I want your jacket, T-shirt, jeans and boots." Arnold said coldly and emotionlessly.

"Haha." The big man shook his head and sneered a few times, blowing out a smoke ring, taking out the cigar and twisting it against Arnold's bare chest. "If you don't scream, I'll give it to you."

The burning red cigarette butt pressed into the flesh, making a sizzling sound, and the people around covered their mouths in fear.

"Huh?" The expected scream did not happen. The big man looked at Arnold in surprise, who still had a cold face. He did not believe it and increased the strength of his hands. But no matter how hard he twisted, Arnold still stood like an iron tower, not taking a single step back.

"ah!!!"

A scream was heard, but it came from the big man. There was a snapping sound, and Arnold twisted the big man's palm into a knot. He fell backwards screaming.

"You bastard!" Seeing Arnold suddenly attacking people, the younger brothers around him cursed angrily and stabbed Arnold in the abdomen with a switchblade. However, the skin on his abdomen was as hard as steel, and the knife only made a dent and could not go any further.

Before the younger brother could even react with surprise, Arnold swung his fist and knocked him to the ground, with a bunch of billiard balls and other sundries falling to the ground.

Arnold attacked ruthlessly, and the people around him were instantly in an uproar and turned around to flee, especially the gangsters who had been dealt with by Arnold before, they ran very fast.

The remaining brother was holding a golf club and was about to launch a sneak attack on Arnold who was carrying him on his back, but his head suddenly turned back and his cold eyes scared the brother so much that he dropped his club and held his hands up, not daring to speak.

"Fuck you, I'm going to kill you!"

The big man who had fallen to the ground earlier leaned against the pool table, his face distorted in pain, staring at Arnold angrily. He struggled with his other hand, tremblingly took out a pistol from his pocket, and wanted to shoot Arnold into a sieve.

Arnold kicked the pistol away easily, walked in front of the big man, leaving him no way to avoid it, and punched the big man in the left cheek again, blood flying out along with the teeth.

"Okay okay, please stop, my clothes are yours." The big man begged for mercy vaguely, looking at Arnold with fear in his eyes. After that, he reluctantly began to take off his clothes with one hand, praying that Arnold really just wanted the clothes.

"Fuck, V, did you see that?" Due to the riot caused by Arnold, most of the customers in the nightclub ran away, but Jack and V, who were skilled and brave, stayed.

When Jack saw the tall man take care of a group of thugs in just a few moves, he sighed and said it was wonderful.

"I'm not blind, of course I saw it." V folded her hands, looked at the mess Arnold had made and shook her head, "What a violent person he is. He doesn't even think about the fact that this is the territory of the Mox Gang. That guy is going to get into trouble."

"You can't say that..." Jack was about to say something, but a beeping ring interrupted him. "Wait, hello, what's going on?" Jack waved his hand, but answered the call in his head first.

"...What? OK, I got it, thanks brother!" Jack hung up the phone in a rage after just a few words, and said to V quickly, "V, damn, the Sixth Street Gang that caused trouble for us last time has been found."

"What!" V, who was originally wondering why Jack suddenly got angry, suddenly blushed and her neck turned red with anger.

"Where are they? Let's go and kill them!" V's reaction looked even more exaggerated than Jack's.

During one mission, they had a conflict with some guys from the Sixth Street Gang. One of V's teeth was knocked out by them. They had always wanted to get back at them, and now, the chance for revenge had come.

"You got a weapon, don't you? We can't let these bastards get away!" Jack rubbed his hands together, his teeth chattering.

"Everything is in the trunk, let's go!" V said nothing more, clenched her fist and took the lead to find a car.

The two left angry and were seen by Arnold who was stepping on the big man's chest. Of course, there was no one left in the place, and the figures were not obvious.

Bai Rui originally wanted to control Arnold to go up and say hello, but when she saw the two of them leaving in a hurry, she felt something was wrong and prepared to follow them to see what was going on.

"Well, it's all here." Turning his head, Arnold successfully saw the big man who was completely stripped and ashamed, as well as the folded clothes next to him.

Half a minute later, Arnold, wearing a black leather jacket, black shirt, black leather pants and high boots, walked to the bar front desk, ready to leave with Jack and the others.

"You f*cking thought you could leave safely after causing trouble in our place, did you?"

But it seems some people are not too happy about Arnold leaving.

At the door, a group of punk girls from the Mox Gang were waiting for Arnold with all kinds of knives, guns, sticks and clubs.