It'll Come Naturally

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.

"In that case, can I take them home with me? Well, not to my home. Maybe somewhere private for just a couple of hours," the man gave out an evil smile. He liked this kind of hot woman, both with that kind of body and temper. They made men more excited and interested, didn't they?

"No, you can't. They don't want to go with you, and will not go with you." Hoyle looked at him aggressively. He clearly knew that his refusal would cause a new fight because that man didn't seem to be easy-going. Nonetheless, he still expressed his refusal. He was a man who valued friendship, after all. Kevin was his friend and he of course would definitely protect his friend's wife and her friends no matter what happened. Besides, Kevin had asked him on the phone earlier, to protect his wife. He was sure to keep his promise. "Obviously, you are challenging me. Ok. Now that I can't take them out, I think I'll just stay here and play a game with you!" the muscle head said and turned around. He showed off and flexed his arms and seemed to be ready for another fight. He did not give his all when fighting against Patricia and Michelle because they were women. But now going against a man, there would be no holding back.

"I am not challenging you. But they are my friends and you can't just take them away with you as you like." Hoyle took a look at the gate and wondered why Kevin had not shown up yet. Kevin was a smart guy who was aware how to achieve the best results with the least amount of collateral damage. A fight in the bar would definitely cause damage and it was the last thing Hoyle would like to see. He hated clearing up messy situations the most. That was why he wished Kevin would appear as soon as possible to save this night immediately.

"Are you kidding me? They're your friends? Hey, girls! Do you know him?" asked the stranger, turning around and looking at Patricia and Michelle. Obviously, he did not believe Hoyle.

"I didn't. But now I do. I think it's much better for us to go with him instead of you! He is much more handsome than you, isn't he? Much better than some loser who can't take a hint!" Chided Patricia who liked beautiful and handsome faces. That was how she made her final choice between the two men. Well, that was a common scene nowadays. A handsome or beautiful face would be much more preferred and welcomed. How cruel this world had become!

"Bitch! What did you say? I am strong and heroic. How could it possible that he, a macaroni-like boy toy, is more preferred than me?" The stranger glared at Patricia. Her comments had insulted him.

"Pfft! Your reasoning doesn't stand at all, okay? A butcher is much stronger than you. Am I supposed to like him? That's totally different, understand? Well, that is if you are also smart, which I doubt, because you are still here!" Michelle pursed her lips disdainfully. She wondered who this big guy was. She had never seen such a rude and stupid man in all the gangs she had met in S city.

"Bitch! You are asking for death! How dare you mention me and a butcher in the same breath?" The big man was outraged and reached out to attack Michelle. But he was stopped immediately by Hoyle. Hoyle had no way but to twist the corners of his mouth. Why couldn't the two be quiet for just one bit? Why did they have to irritate each other with shallow yet hurtful words? Fighting was tiring. Especially if it was with this guy who was big and surely powerful.0000000