The double C logo on the bag, Chanel, was very conspicuous.
Instantly, several gazes were cast her way, staring at her, exuding a luxurious aura, skin like snow; she was obviously a true heiress raised by an illustrious family!
"Beauty, how about a few drinks, hmm?"
"No drinks." She looked up and pushed the person away—a few big men, who appeared to be over thirty, pot-bellied, in short sleeves, their arms covered with tattoos.
"Have a few drinks!" The man smiled lewdly, "You look barely over twenty, are you a student from a nearby school?"
The man became more brazen: "Still a virgin? If so, big brother will pay more, how about it?"
As he spoke, the man moved his hands all over, directly grabbing her waist, seeing that she was about to be hauled away, Charlotte Knight got angry, grabbed a wine bottle and swung it at the man's head.
"Bang——"
A heavy sound, the beer bottle shattered.
The man's head was directly smashed!
