The big guy's face went blank for a moment after hearing her words, and he answered An Ning almost without thinking, "Then what are you doing out here? I want my boss!"

As he spoke, he prepared to reach out and pull Anning back, giving the impression that he wouldn't give up until he got that so-called second personality back.

Anning felt desperate for the fact that she had found such a subordinate.

"Quiet down, I'm behaving myself now. These guys over there shouldn't be any problem for you to deal with, right? Huh? Answer me!"

She wiped all expression off her face, staring coldly at the big guys.

Hearing the familiar voice, the big guy gradually smiled. "That's the boss... Yes! No problem at all! Boss, don't worry, you can be completely at ease when we fight. If I lose even one out of ten matches, I'm not Wang Dahu!"

“…Then take two steps forward.”

Before she could finish speaking, she heard a series of orderly footsteps right beside her.

An Ning looked up and was somewhat surprised by what she saw. "It's quite presentable."

She made a casual comment.

The big guy immediately grinned, but before he could say anything, he was stunned by a punch that came flying straight at him.

"What are you dawdling about? If you're going to fight, just do it already!"

The punch was followed by an impatient voice.

He was one of the eight burly men who were originally standing opposite them.

An Ning paused in her light tapping of her arm, then lifted her eyelids to look at Wang Dahu.

Oh no, my mouth is bleeding.

Not only did they engage in a group fight, but they also struck first.

Then don't blame her.

Before taking a step toward Wang Dahu, An Ning first looked up and scanned her surroundings before taking her first step.

She spotted a new-looking security camera in the distance; it must have been recently installed, and the others on the other side probably hadn't noticed it yet.

Then you can't blame her. After all, she didn't gouge their eyes out. Who can she blame if she can't see?

An Ning walked very slowly. Even though there were only a few steps between her and Wang Dahu, it took her more than ten seconds to walk to his side.

She reached out and grabbed Wang Dahu's collar, pulling him up from the ground with incredible strength; you'd never guess she was a muscle-deficient athlete.

After all, Wang Dahu knew his own weight clearly; it was a full 200 jin (100 kg), and the boss lifted him up with one hand.

His strength is simply unbelievable.

The eldest brother is too modest.

Wang Dahu looked down at An Ning, who only reached his armpit, and saw only An Ning reflected in his dark pupils.

He felt he was about to fall in love with the boss.

They had only known each other for a few hours.

-

Just a few hours ago, An Ning had just finished discussing with Fang Hui about her salary for returning to the film when she encountered an unpleasant situation.

She had just left the restaurant when she saw a very unpleasant scene.

Why is it considered bad?

Because she witnessed the reality of street bullying.

Three muscular men surrounded three young girls, their lewd expressions and inappropriate glances allowing An Ning to understand the situation without listening to any of their explanations.

It's nothing more than a lecherous guy taking a fancy to a young girl and wanting to molest her. She just happened to run into a plot that's been overused in TV dramas. You have to admit, she's pretty lucky.

Reason told her she should call the police, but her criminal instincts told her she should join the fight immediately.

An Ning decisively chose the latter.

What are you doing?

She was wearing a thin brown sweatshirt, with the hood pulled up over her head, revealing only her expressionless face. When the three Zhang brothers looked down, they could only make out her face.

He didn't see anything else, but she was undeniably beautiful.

Zhang Qiang's initial annoyance at being interrupted vanished instantly, and he gave An Ning an extremely disgusting smile. "Miss, are you looking for us? What? You don't happen to have your eye on us, do you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of loud laughter erupted around him, the sound coming from the two people next to him.

Although An Ning's arrival attracted one person's attention, the other two people's eyes remained fixed on the girls. An Ning estimated their ages and guessed that the oldest was probably a senior in high school, meaning that this group of people were all minors.

In broad daylight, under the clear sky, three grown men preyed on a group of underage girls... This really refreshed her understanding of perverted men in real life.

An Ning turned her head and gave the three girls a look, signaling them to leave quickly. The girls seemed to understand what she meant, but they didn't dare to leave.

"Let's go," Anning couldn't help but urge.

Almost the instant she finished speaking, a fist came flying right at her cheek, the wind from which made the few strands of hair peeking out from under her hat fly wildly. Without even flinching, she dodged the punch and retaliated with a punch at the same angle.

The sound of fists hitting solid muscles successfully brought the girls back to their senses. Without hesitation, they took off running, their steps so fast they left afterimages, afraid that if they slowed down even a step, they would be entangled by those burly men again.

After running for an unknown amount of time, the three girls finally stopped, panting heavily with their hands on their knees.

This brief respite lasted only half a minute. Almost simultaneously, they looked up, their three pairs of eyes meeting silently for a few seconds, each seeing the lingering panic in the other's eyes. Suddenly, one of the girls spoke up, "What about that older sister? She definitely can't beat those three strong men by herself..."

A single sentence jolted them awake, and the tension that the other two had just begun to ease was once again gripped by anxiety.

"She rushed up to save us, we can't just abandon her..." The girl was so anxious she was about to cry, as if she herself was on the verge of despair.

“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid… We, we can call the police! Yes, we can call the police.” Another girl comforted her.

Upon hearing this, the third girl almost immediately pulled out her phone, shakily unlocked the screen, frantically tapped into the dial pad, and nervously typed in "110" before pressing the dial button.

The phone was answered within seconds of ringing. She gripped the phone tightly, as if afraid she wouldn't hear the other person's reply, and then moved the receiver to her ear. "Hello, I need to report a crime. Someone attempted to molest a minor on the old street behind Jinghai High School… The address, the address is…"