Extra 3 WoMan invites for a drink
It goes without saying that a special forces soldier is highly skilled. The assistant instructor neutralized the robbers with a few punches and kicks.
Someone ran forward with a rod, which the assistant instructor blocked with his back, and the rod snapped.
Pan Yue whistled loudly.
"Such powerful kung fu, dude! Laoniang is optimistic about you; jiayou!"
The assistant instructor ignored her. He whipped around and punched the attacker before raising his leg and kicking him. When one of the thieves whistled, Pan Yue became extra alert. This isn’t a black whistle on the island[1], right?
Sure enough. Within five minutes, twenty or thirty people appeared, brandishing sticks and rushing over.
"Hey, you’re in trouble, dude. Run away!"
The assistant instructor kicked a thug.
"Evil cannot triumph over good. Fight until the end."
Pan Yue rolled up her sleeves and approached the assistant instructor, patting him on the shoulder.
"Good hot-blooded man! Laoniang will support you till the end."
The assistant instructor drew her behind him and looked at the men in front of him who were eyeing them.
"You are a woman; what are you making trouble for? Just stand aside."
"Bah, you a$$hole! Watch as I show you that we, the Pans, are not wimps. It will be a competition to see who can bring down the most. Whoever loses will treat the winner to dinner."
"Deal."
Who is afraid of whom? They both had military backgrounds, so fighting was trivial to them.
Pan Yue's fighting style was completely traditional, having learned it as a child from the guards. She had also served in the military. She was really enthusiastic about fighting and whatnot. The opponent was guaranteed to topple and stay down with a single punch.
She kicked one of the assailants in the groin, causing him to cover his crotch and scream, "Ahhhh-"
"Did you think laoniang would be kind after I pledged to smash your balls?"
The assistant instructor hit harder, but he wasn't as vicious as Pan Yue, who just attacked the weak points.
"Can't you beat them without pulling so many dirty tricks?"
Pan Yue kicked another man to the ground before stepping on that man's bird with one foot.
"You don't worry about how laoniang fights to win. Hey, that's my person. Today I must defeat you!"
As if the assistant instructor would hand her the last one! He'd then lose.
The assistant instructor grabbed the last thug and repeatedly pounded him in the back. Pan Yue lifted her leg and began to kick him in his stomach, attacking below the abdomen.
His face was battered by the assistant instructor. This small thief was rather unlucky. Two masters thrashed him. He was kicked back and forth, just like a football. He was hit and kicked numerous times before collapsing to the ground.
Pan Yue was competitive and started counting people, five, ten, fifteen, and eighteen. She then smiled smugly at the assistant instructor.
"I took down eighteen. You lose, you treat."
Naturally, the assistant instructor would not haggle with a woman. Pan Yue's triumphant smile made him think that this boss woman, no, this WoMan was really cute. She wasn't snobbish or coquettish; she was just straightforward and fun. She was a good comrade in arms when fighting side by side.
"Okay."
Pan Yue slung her arm around his shoulders, like she did with her good friends.
"Ok, I admit; your skill isn't bad. If we have an opportunity, let's swap pointers."
"I don't hit women."
The assistant instructor took her hand off his shoulders. It was not good to be so chummy.
"Tut! Laoniang wouldn't know I'm a woman if I didn't touch the two pieces of flesh on my chest. Come on, give it a go. I'm almost at the same level as Pan Lei. I'm sure I can beat you. Dude, you’re not bad. I like it, so I’ll let you be my friend. Leave your phone number or something. Let’s meet up and practice boxing when you have free time."
Pan Yue kept hooking shoulders with him, but the assistant instructor said nothing. He wondered if this was the so-called "girl chasing guy"?
"Hey! Let's have a drink together, I say. I haven’t gotten drunk in forever."
The assistant instructor began to search through the wallet. He didn't have much cash with him this time, and if she got plastered, he would be left to wash the dishes. In addition, he couldn't drink alcohol while on duty.
"What’s to be afraid of if you don't have money? Laoniang will buy you drinks."
"Bosom buddy, good friend, let's go have a drink," Pan Yue slapped her chest loudly and said.
Despite the assistant instructor's refusal, she wrapped her arm around his neck and dragged him into a pub.
She didn't even order finger food; she just ordered eight bottles of beer.
"I'm happy today; I'm not going home unless I'm drunk."
The assistant instructor only had $300, which he thought should cover the cost of the drinks.
"I invited you to dine and drink, but you never invited me to anything."
"What would you like to eat?"
Pan Yue was eyeing the lollipop in the kid next door’s mouth.
"Alpenliebe, strawberry milk flavored, fifty cents apiece. You give me fifty cents, and I'll go buy one."
The assistant instructor simply stood up, went next door to the mini store, purchased a large bag of lollipops for slightly more than ten dollars, and presented them all to Pan Yue.
Pan Yue squinted her eyes and smiled while holding a lollipop in her mouth. As he observed her, the assistant instructor's back began to sweat. He worried what this tough WoMan would do next.
Extra 4 Drinking and sleeping together
Anyone drinking with Pan Yue would mistakenly believe that the person in front of them is an alcoholic.
They shared a bottle of baijiu, and Pan Yue downed five of the eight bottles of beer. She requested a bottle of wine after the alcohol had barely entered their tummies.
Pan Yue persisted in urging the assistant instructor to drink, and the persuasion eventually turned into a finger-guessing game. The assistant instructor also drank a lot, regardless of who won or lost. Anyway, they'd both drink after a game.
Pan Yue wrapped her arm around his shoulders, and they began calling one other brothers; quite intimate.
The two had a really joyful conversation, chatting about what she saw and heard overseas and other topics.
From the US-Iraq War to the Syrian crisis, human rights, the Occupy Wall Street march, starving African children, the drug trade, and poetry and songs.
Two such unlikely individuals actually drank to the point of spouting poems and competing against one another.
One side recited the line "Raise your glass to invite the bright moon[2]" and the next sentence was recited by the other side "and the shadows will form three people."
Pan Yue laughed heartily and drummed the table to join him in singing. The assistant instructor was clearly inebriated; otherwise, he would not have sung military songs.
Pan Yue had also served as a soldier, so she was familiar with these songs and could easily follow along.
Diners came and went, all shooting interested glances at their table. The woman who didn't behave like a woman was unquestionably the center of attention.
The assistant instructor was sprawled on the table at the end of the booze binge.
Pan Yue merely let out a contented belch, paid the bill on wobbly legs, and hoisted the assistant instructor.
She swatted him hard across the shoulder.
"Useless man, you can't stand this small amount of alcohol."
There were fifteen or sixteen bottles of beer, one bottle of baijiu, and two little bottles of Erguotou under their table. This amount of liquor was nearly equal to the drinking capacity of four people.
Pan Yue was convinced she wasn't intoxicated because she remembered she couldn't drink and drive, and she couldn't cause trouble for Pan Ge. Pan Ge would lose face if she was arrested for drunk driving by traffic police.
"Hey! Hey! Are you returning to the barracks? I want to go home. Come on, talk to me."
The assistant instructor's arm was slung across her shoulders, and he'd dozed off with his head down. In response to Pan Yue's question, he simply waved his hand and said nothing.
"Shit! You’ll get a serious administrative penalty if you return to the barracks like this. Forget it, laoniang should take you in."
Pan Yue was actually a kind person. She had no choice but to find a means to bring him back to her house in order to keep him from being punished.
"F*ck! Stand up by yourself, you ass. Don't f*cking press on laoniang; laoniang is almost out of breath."
The assistant instructor was still pushing her down with his body tilted. Pan Yue wanted to take a taxi, but she couldn't since her hands were occupied. He'd fall to the ground as soon as she let him go.
"Hey man, you refused to be with me a few nights ago, so why are you putting pressure on me today? Do you consider Laoniang to be your rag doll, with which you can play as you please? Do you think you could have eaten laoniang's tofu so easily if it hadn't been for your friendship with my younger brother?"
Pan Yue supported him by pulling his arm towards her. Several folks in the vicinity gazed at her, surprised. Her statements became increasingly ambiguous as they were spoken. But why did they sound a bit strange? What was the nature of this man and woman's relationship? Were they really that close? Were they in a relationship? Sweethearts who sleep together and go out at night?
Pan Yue eventually flagged down a taxi and helped him in. The driver frowned when he smelled the overpowering stench of alcohol.
"Don’t puke in my car."
"Don't worry. If he feels like vomiting, I’ll force him to swallow it. Drive to the military compound."
The driver pursed his lips but had no choice but to start driving.
Pan Yue burped, which stank awfully. She had a lot of drinks today, but she wasn't intoxicated. She remembered to take the guy and return home, didn't she?
The assistant instructor was comparatively a lightweight. He was barely awake and soon fell sideways on Pan Yue's shoulder, simply leaned on her, and began snoring.
"Useless man."
This was the start. It felt great to go all out and drink as much as she wanted.
Her mother had already returned. She no longer wanted Pan Yue after being absolutely dumbfounded by this daughter.
Pan Yue did not want to leave, so she lived in the military compound at her Third Maternal Uncle's house, which was Leizi's parents' house.
So she had no choice but to bring the assistant instructor to the military compound.
Pan Yue stayed in the West Wing by herself because although Leizi and Tian Yuan didn't stay there much, their room was regularly dusted and kept tidy. It was her temporary home.
General Pan was in his office at the time, and Mama Dang Hong was also in the hospital. There was no one else in the house but a housekeeper who cooked.
Pan Yue dragged the man to her room as if he were a dead dog. Thankfully, he retained redeeming qualities and did not vomit in the taxi. Aunt Housekeeper assisted Pan Yue in bringing him into the room and throwing him on the bed. Pan Yue wiped the sweat from her brow.
"Is he sleeping here? When will he be leaving?"
"He’ll leave as soon as he sobers up. You don't have to be concerned about us, Auntie. I'll be OK as soon as I get some sleep. Carry on with your work; don't worry about us."
"But he’s like this, what if you guys need something? Someone needs to look after you."
"Aren't I here? Don't worry, I'll look after him. Please make some hangover soup while you're cooking. When we wake up, we'll drink it."
Pan Yue pushed Aunt Housekeeper out, and the door shut before she could say anything.
"Hey, what’s the big rush?! I made sour plum soup and was wondering if you’d like a bowl!"
Pan Yue didn't hear the housekeeper’s question. She felt woozy when she turned around and walked into the room. She took off her jacket, tossed her shoes aside, threw herself on her back, and collapsed next to the assistant instructor, unable to wake up.
Aunt Housekeeper shook her head. These children are becoming more and more unrestrained. They would have had to endure blame and shame if they slept in the same room in old times.
Isn't there a saying that men and women shouldn’t be alone together after the age of seven? Well, times have changed.
Aunt Housekeeper shook her head and walked to the kitchen to cook dinner. General Pan was seated alone at the dinner table when Mama Dang Hong returned home and came for dinner after freshening up.
"How come Yueyue didn't come home for dinner?"
Mama Dang Hong didn't see Pan Yue after she got home from work and assumed she was playing crazily once more.
"She's sleeping in her room. There's also a man in the room. I saw that they drank a lot, so I didn't call them. It's time to wake them up."
Mama Dang Hong was taken aback. There was a man in Pan Yue’s room?
What’s this situation? How can a girl bring some guy to her room?
Footnotes:
[1] Black whistle=bad call. Corrupt officiating; dubious call in sports. I'm not sure which island country the author is talking about. The most hits I saw were for the 2002 FIFA World Cup, which was co-hosted by Japan and South Korea.
[2] For those who are interested, the poem and explanation may be found here.
Translator:
Double (technically quadruple) update today! Read on, my dearies~
Pan Yue is so heroic and dashing!
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