As soon as they left the club's main entrance, two Japanese hooligans set their sights on them.
"Where are you ladies going? Let us give you a ride, okay?" The Japanese man who spoke had a face full of stubble and looked scruffy. The other had a lecherous grin and held a liquor bottle, clearly not a good type.
"Get lost," Cherish Turner warned, not wanting to cause trouble in Tokyo.
"Oh, feisty little girl, I like it! So, how about having some fun with us, huh? Come on, don't be so serious!"
The man with the liquor bottle suddenly approached and grabbed Yara King, pulling her close to him.
Yara had never encountered something like this before. In Haicheng, she was always pampered and traveled in cars, never encountering bad people. Now in a foreign country, she was terrified!
"Cherish, what do we do? They don't seem easy to deal with... We're in Japan with no knowledge of the place; I don't want to die here!"