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Turns out this slick uncle is called Songphaisan.

He was very unhappy: "Jiang, she's my guest!"

Jiang Hao grinned roguishly and yanked me over: "Now she's mine!"

Songphaisan wanted to say something, but Jiang Hao had already pressed a shiny spring knife to his neck.

The slick uncle left angrily.

Jiang Hao put away the knife, frowned and asked me, "Why would you come to a place like this? Don't you know it's dangerous?"

He grabbed my hand.

"Don't touch me!"

I spasmodically shook free!

Once holding hands brought me comfort and warmth, now the touch only made me feel sick and disgusted!

"My business is none of your concern! You're not worthy!"

After shouting, I dashed out of the chaotic bar like a lunatic.

I felt someone holding me from behind!

I thought it was still Jiang Hao, looked down, and bit hard on the wrist.

"Ah!"

A scream rang out, the hand let go.

I turned around, only to find it wasn't Jiang Hao.

But a Japanese man!