404: An Eye for an Eye IV

An Eye for an Eye IV

"Your drinks are here." She served two cocktails on the table and forced herself to smile.1

"When did Glamour get such a beautiful waitress?"

One of the customers with a jutting chin grabbed onto her wrist and caressed the back of her hand. He smiled lecherously at her.

"What's your name, little miss?"

She suppressed the urge to vomit and smiled. "Shanshan."

"Shanshan? What a nice name. Come, have a drink with us."

The man took out a few hundred-yuan notes from his wallet and slipped them into her cleavage.

His fingers followed suit.

Mo Shan took a step back on reflex but the man pulled her toward him. Her belly hit the table and she moaned in pain.

However, her voice was lost in the loud music and chatter around her and did not raise any alarm.

"What are you hiding for, is this your first day at the job?" The man pulled her onto his lap. "Your salary isn't worth sh*t. Join us for a drink and make us happy, and you will earn yourself some tips!"

"I… can't really drink."

In fact, she could usually hold her drink. However, she did not want to risk herself in this environment.

"Drinking is a skill, all you need is practice. Come, let me teach you…"

He brought a glass of beer to her as he fondled her around the waist. "Give it a try."

"I don't think it's a good idea. You drank from this glass earlier." She rejected him tactfully.

"What's wrong with that? Just do as I say. Are you trying to be arrogant? Drink!"

The man suddenly pushed the drink to her mouth and forced her it down her throat.

No one had ever forced her to drink before. Beer spilled all over her as she could not swallow it in time.

"Cough cough…"

Finally, she choked on the drink.

"Look, that wasn't so hard after all, was it? Hahaha…"

Mo Shan could not stand seeing him laugh at her. She felt a surge of anger overcome her as she slapped in the face.

"Go away! I'm not here to sell beer, and I'm definitely not here to sell myself!"

She stumbled to her feet and tried to escape.

"You b*tch, how dare you hit me!" The man quickly got a hold of her and pulled.

Mo Shan lost her balance and fell.

"Ohoho…"

"Be gentle, won't you? We can't bear to see the beautiful girl get hurt!"

"That's right!"

A crowd began to gather around them.

"I haven't even asked you to do anything other than drink, and yet you hit me! B*tch gotta learn!"

The man yelled at her and stomped on her thigh.

"Ah!! Don't hurt me!" Mo Shan pressed onto her thigh and struggled to stand.

She was quickly pushed down again and fell face down on the ground. The crowd around them gave them a wide berth.

Mo Shan felt like every cell in her body was screaming in pain. She could barely think clearly.

Fear overwhelmed her. "Don't come near me, don't come near me…"

"What? You only had one drink, and now you're like this!" The man spat and pulled the hundred-yuan notes from her cleavage. He waved the notes at her and said, "If you can't drink, then strip. I'll give you one note for every piece you take off."

"No! Take your d*mn money away from me!" She curled up into herself and wished that someone could save her.

"Oh, did you say no?" The man abruptly grabbed her chin and turned her face toward him. "Do you really mean that, like you do in bed? Or is it more like, no, no, no… yes?"

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