Betrayed, Then Back For Blood - Chapter 98: Chapter 98

There were things quietly brewing in certain corners of Shoneport University that Briar did not know of. And even if she had known, she wouldn't have cared.
She had no interest in the campus belle election that could lead to a vice presidential candidacy. All she wanted was for people to see that she was genuinely focusing on her studies, adapting well to college life, and doing her best to fulfill the role of a university student.
But some problems came her way regardless of whether she welcomed them or not.
That day, after finishing her second afternoon class, Briar received a tearful phone call from Ellen, "Briar, I'm trapped in the alley on the west side of campus. What do I do?"
Briar immediately frowned. "Don't hang up. I'm coming to find you now."
With that, she sprinted out of the building. On the way, she happened to run into Frank and his friends, who were laughing on their way back. Noticing her hurried pace and pale face, Frank asked with concern, "Briar, where are you going?"
"I've got something to do," Briar replied and ran off without looking back.
Frank watched her go, muttering, "That didn't seem right. She looked like she was going to get into a fight or something."
Mason frowned. "Can't you just wish her well for once?"
"With her tiny frame? She would only get beaten up!" Ted joked.
Frank's expression changed. Without another word, he chased after her.
Seeing their friend take off, Mason and Ted didn't hesitate and followed him. "Hey! Are you serious? We were just joking!"
Frank called back while running, "Forget it. Come with me. Let's go check it out."
When Briar arrived at the alley on the west side of Shoneport High School, she saw from a distance that several punks with brightly dyed hair had surrounded Ellen. Because of Ellen's resistance and screams, the gangsters were getting bolder and began harassing her.
"Oh, come on, little girl. Don't be scared. It's late. Let us take you home."
"Yeah! You see, there's no one around here. It's dangerous for you to walk alone. Why don't we give you a ride on our bikes?"
"You don't want that? Then maybe we can book a room for you? How about a deluxe room in a nice hotel?"
Ellen had never encountered anything like this. She was trembling in fear, clutching her schoolbag tightly, doing everything she could to avoid being touched by their filthy hands.
Briar's eyes turned cold. She bent down, picked up a few broken stones from the ground, and hurled them at the backs of several of the thugs.
Her strength and aim were perfectly controlled. The rocks landed precisely.
"Ow! Damn it! Who just hit me?"
The thugs immediately turned around and looked toward the entrance of the alley. They saw a beautiful girl running straight at them. Their anger instantly morphed into sleazy grins. "Well, well, another pretty girl. You here to have fun with us too, sweetheart?"
"Perfect! The more the merrier!"
They cackled obscenely.
These guys were well-known thugs in this part of town. Not a single one of them was decent. Relying on their numbers and some street-fighting skills, they regularly engaged in extortion, harassment, and even assault.
Seeing an even prettier girl approaching, their desires were stirred. As soon as Briar got close, one of the punks reached out to touch her face.
But before he could lay a hand on her, his wrist was grabbed mid-air. "You're dead!" Briar snapped.
A sudden, blood-curdling scream tore through the alley.
Before anyone could see clearly what Briar had done, the punk who had reached out was flipped over her shoulder and slammed hard into the ground.
The impact was so powerful that dust flew up as he landed.
The other thugs immediately froze. They had run into some tough people before, but thanks to their numbers, they usually didn't suffer much. But to get taken down this fast was something they had never experienced.
They shoved Ellen aside and surrounded Briar, cracking their knuckles threateningly. "Don't let this woman off easy!" one of them growled.
These punks were experienced fighters. They never fought alone and always relied on overwhelming force. They rushed at Briar all at once.
Ellen saw their raised fists coming from all sides and froze in horror. Her brother had told her that Briar was very skilled, but even she couldn't take on so many at once without getting hurt.
Ellen instantly felt a wave of regret. If she had known Briar would end up in this kind of danger, she never would have called her for help. Panicked and helpless, Ellen suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
Her phone hadn't been taken, and the call with Briar was still connected. She could call the police.
Wasting no time, Ellen scrambled to look for something she could use to defend herself while calling the police. "Please, officer! Help! We're being attacked! Please help us!" she cried between sobs.