Chapter 8 The man was subjected to a series of brutal beatings and smashings...

The man, dazed and confused by the barrage of blows, fled in a disheveled state, cursing, "You bitch, you were smiling so slutty at me just now, weren't you just trying to get me to touch you? You slutty whore who needs to be fucked. I won't let you get away with this." Seizing the opportunity, he snatched the wooden bucket and reached out to grab Jiang Can, saying, "So slutty, huh? Missing a man, huh?"

"Shameless old lecher! I'll kill you!" Jiang Can roared, grabbing a kitchen knife and slashing at the man's shoulder. Since she was selling food here, she wanted people to know she wasn't someone to be trifled with.

Seeing the cleaver coming at him, the man quickly used a wooden bucket to block it. "You slut, you really dare to cut me! If you hadn't seduced me, why would I touch you and not someone else?" He shouted to the crowd, "This woman seduced me, and now she's turning her back on me."

The slightly plump woman who had only sampled the food before clicking her tongue a few times: "This woman is swaying her hips and smiling seductively at people, trying to seduce men in our steel mill. Otherwise, why would anyone touch you? It's all because of you, you slut."

Several blond-haired men laughed loudly: "Of course! Look at how she sways her waist and hips, who is she trying to seduce!"

One of them said, "Little girl, don't be so temperamental. How could you use a knife?" He prepared to grab Jiang Can from behind around the waist.

A crowd had already gathered around, pointing and whispering.

Two women who had just finished get off work frowned. "She's just here to sell food. Should she smile or cry? You're only taking advantage of her because she's young and pretty."

The blond-haired youth walked over. "What, you want to help her?"

The two women pursed their lips, exchanged a glance, and one of them immediately ran away.

Another woman remained where she was, saying, "Don't go too far. This is a steel rolling mill. Security guards will be here soon."

Jiang Can swung the kitchen knife wildly, making people afraid to approach. Her eyes were red with anger, as if she had returned to the time when she was falsely accused of seducing a student's parent.

She clearly didn't do anything.

She glared at the men with ill intentions and hardened her heart, determined to draw blood.

She raised the kitchen knife and slashed at the nearest squinty-eyed man, smashing the iron basin in his hand and the blade striking his shoulder.

Unfortunately, the iron basin absorbed the force, and the metal basin didn't cut the bone.

The knife was snatched away by the squinty-eyed man, who then reached out to grab Jiang Can.

Jiang Can took the scissors and stabbed them at the other person's face.

The squinty-eyed man screamed and hurriedly caught the scissors with his hand, but the scissors pierced his palm, and blood flowed down his hand.

If it hadn't been blocked, the scissors would have pierced the eye.

Damn, that woman is ruthless.

Jiang Can sneered: "Me, flirting with you? You think you're worthy? What's your relationship with that old woman? Who's this blond guy to you? Is he a spy?" He then looked at the slightly plump woman: "Are you trying to steal important information from the steel mill? You think I'm pretty and want to use me to do your bidding? To cover for you in stealing important secrets?"

As soon as she said that, the crowd fell silent.

ah?

Spies or agents?

She shouted, "Comrades, seize them! Take these spies to the police station!"

The squinty-eyed man's face changed, and he became furious. He grabbed the scissors and was about to stab Jiang Can in the face. "You sharp-tongued little bitch, I'll teach you to talk nonsense!"

Jiang Can was on guard and quickly dodged, but her bicycle was kicked over by the man and stepped on several times. Ignoring her bicycle, she ran into the crowd, shouting, "The spies are going to kill me to silence me!"

The man was holding a kitchen knife and scissors, and no one dared to approach him. They could only scatter and run away. However, his arrogance did not last long. A tall young man rushed over from a distance and kicked the man in the chest. The man was kicked several meters away and crashed into a poplar tree by the roadside. He did not get up for a long time.

Jiang Can looked at the newcomer; his blond hair was very striking—it was Shen Lang. She pointed at several blond-haired thugs and shouted, "Honey, this old pervert is a spy, and these thugs are all spies too! Grab them, don't let them escape!"

The handsome and powerful man who beat her up is her husband. Anyone who wants to bully her should think twice about whether they can take a beating.

Shen Lang's bones melted at the word "husband," and he immediately charged at the group of blond-haired thugs. He had been fighting since he was a child, and these blond-haired thugs were no match for him. They were beaten down in no time, their heads and faces covered in blood.

They couldn't beat them, they really couldn't beat them, and the blond-haired guys all knelt down and begged for mercy.

Shen Lang stepped on a blond-haired man's head and smiled at Jiang Can, "Who else is a spy?"

Even though Shen Lang also has blond hair, he's incredibly handsome!

"I'll handle the rest myself." Jiang Can picked up an iron basin and went to beat up the slightly chubby woman who had just called her a slut.

There was a squinty-eyed man in front of her, and a few blond-haired guys behind her. She really couldn't handle this bitch.

She started smashing things at the slightly overweight woman, accidentally injuring a few more of the men who had just made ill intentions. She shouted, "You spy chief, what's your purpose? Tell me! Why give up being a decent Chinese person to become a spy! What have you done?"

The fat woman wasn't afraid of Jiang Can, but when she saw the blond-haired Shen Lang, she got scared. He looked like a big thug! She had no idea that her little slut husband was so powerful, and all she wanted to do right now was run away.

"You spy, trying to escape!" Jiang Can grabbed the slightly plump woman's curly hair from behind and slammed her to the ground repeatedly. When Jiang Can was exhausted and panting heavily, he said, "Take her to the police station."

A worker at the steel rolling mill said, "We've already called the security department. The factory will handle any problems that arise."

Jiang Can was unwilling to let the steel mill downplay the matter. Her car was broken and her stall was destroyed; this was a huge deal and had to be reported to the police.

Shen Lang scoffed, "What? Your steel mill is trying to protect spies?"

Why didn't they call the security department when so many people were bullying Jiang Can? Now they want to call the security department.

Shen Lang kicked the squinty-eyed man again. "Let's go. Do you want me to kick you to the police station?" The few blond-haired men quickly got up, followed obediently, and didn't dare to run away.

Jiang Can left the fat woman behind, asked a few workers to watch over her, and bent down to push her bicycle.

If someone steals the bicycle while things are in chaos, there'll be nowhere to look for it.

Before the group had even left, the police arrived, accompanied by a little girl. She said, "Officer Fang, these are the people who bullied the little girl who sells food."

It turned out that the little girl had run to call the police. Looking at the mess on the ground, although several bad guys had fallen, Jiang Can, a little girl, stood in front of the messy stall, pushing her deformed bicycle, looking so pitiful.

The little girl encouraged her, "Don't be afraid, the police are here! The police will definitely uphold justice for you."

Jiang Can felt a warmth in his heart. "Thank you." Then he said to the police, "Officer, I suspect this group of people are spies. This woman and this man are the leaders of the spies. They see that I am pretty and want to control me and make me work for them. Officer, please investigate this thoroughly and see what bad things these two have done to harm the country and the people."

Judging from his squinty-eyed appearance, he's definitely a repeat offender and won't stand up to scrutiny.

I wonder if those blond-haired guys have committed any crimes.

The boy with squinty eyes hadn't dared to cry out in pain, but when he saw the police arrive, he screamed in agony. He looked particularly pitiful, with blood all over his face, body, and hands, and he was grimacing in pain, as if he were the victim: "Police, she's talking nonsense! They're going to beat me to death! I'm going to die! Take me to the hospital!"

Several blond-haired men quickly hid behind the police, also howling loudly.

The two policemen looked at Jiang Can, who was perfectly fine, and then at the people lying on the ground. For a moment, they couldn't tell who was in the worst condition. When they saw Shen Lang, the shorter policeman said, "Why are you everywhere? Can't you commit fewer crimes? Look at the state you've caused him. Couldn't you have gone a little easier?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Can immediately became displeased: "Officer, Comrade Shen Lang was protecting me, the victim. How did that become a crime? If it weren't for Comrade Shen Lang, I'm afraid I would have been forced to do bad things by these spies. He was protecting the people! He should be commended! Was he too heavy-handed? Do you think he was too heavy-handed when dealing with spies? Are you suggesting we let them commit crimes and bully women? Is there something wrong with your thinking, officer?"

Shen Lang smiled; his wife spoke so sweetly.

The policeman's face turned grim, and another policeman said, "That's not what Xiao Fang meant. But whether he's a spy or not should be investigated at the police station."

Jiang Can: "I hope all the spies in the country die! I request that the police station thoroughly investigate whether this is a gang crime or a repeat offender, and whether any other young girls were bullied by them and forced into committing crimes. If the county police station doesn't care about spies, I will report it to the city police station. Anyone who might be a spy should be thoroughly investigated. If they are not spies, then we can talk about this man and these blond-haired guys trying to harass me and then trying to kill me to silence me. These workers are all witnesses!"

The fat woman truly regretted provoking Jiang Can. "You flirted with him, and he thought you were interested in him. Besides, you even stabbed him with a knife and scissors. Look at all the blood he lost. You two are not to blame. And you beat me up like this, so you didn't lose anything either. I think we should just let this go. It's late at night, and we shouldn't keep the police from getting off work."

The man yelled, "I need to go to the hospital! Take me to the hospital!"

Jiang Can stared at the fat woman. "Are you scared? Are you really a spy? Go to the police station, you have to go."

Not far from the police station, a group of people entered. Before leaving, Jiang Can and Shen Lang cleaned up the broken, blood-stained wooden buckets and kitchen knives on the ground. She said, "This is only my first day doing business, and I've already encountered something like this. Everything is unusable, and my bicycle is broken like this. This is trying to kill me."

The two girls who had spoken up for Jiang Can earlier comforted him. The girl with long curly hair was named Xiao Xue. She said, "Let them pay compensation." She also whispered to Jiang Can, "That fat woman is Qin Aiyang, the workshop director, and that man with small eyes is from the boiler room. I don't know his name, but they are both rich and can afford to pay."

Qin Aiyang? Ai Ri? Dear Ri?

Could he really be a spy, agent, or bad element?

The short-haired girl who called the police was named Chen Tingting. She also offered a suggestion: "If they are unwilling to compensate, go to the factory and deduct it from their wages."

"Thank you so much, sisters. I really don't know what I would have done without you." Jiang Can held the two girls' hands, her eyes reddening with emotion.

Chen Tingting's cheeks flushed slightly; this younger sister is so beautiful.