The drunken men looked at her flustered expression and laughed uncontrollably, as if they thought she was even funnier than before.

It's like a cat high above, wanting to catch a mouse but not biting it to death.

Stare at it, stop it, and when the mood strikes, scratch it with your claws.

The man who first teased Huo Ying stretched out his fat hand.

Huo Ying had been kidnapped when she was a child, so she learned some self-protection tricks, but she would not act rashly unless it was absolutely necessary. After all, there were five people on the other side, and they were outnumbered and all fat. She had almost no chance of winning against five people alone, and she was wearing a skirt, which made it difficult to move her legs. But when the other side reached out, she reached out almost instinctively after training...

But soon, a black afterimage seemed to pass before her eyes.

Two seconds!

Just two seconds.

In the first second, the dirty hands were broken.

The next second, the man was kicked to the ground.

“Ahhhhh…”

The man's screams were no less painful than the screams of the chicken she had seen Aunt Wang kill once. It was enough to show how much effort the sudden "savior" had put in those two blows.

Huo Jin quickly solved the problem, stretched out his right hand, protected Huo Ying behind him, and kept his left hand alert at all times. He asked in a low and steady voice, "Miss, are you okay?"

He only tilted his head slightly, and Huo Ying could only see his well-defined profile and broad arms.

After being stunned for a moment, Huo Ying quickly came back to his senses and replied, "I haven't had time to do anything yet."

When the other four men saw that their eldest brother was beaten, they quickly helped him up from the ground.

The man swung his fist. Huo Jin was tall and had long arms, so he clenched his left hand into a fist and swung it directly. The opponent's fist didn't even touch Huo Jin's hair, and he was hit by the iron fist and staggered back two or three steps and fell to the ground.

The other three people were still determined not to give up, but at this moment, the sound of a police siren was heard.

Although he didn't know whether they were coming here, the bad guys always felt guilty after doing bad things, so he quickly dragged his brothers away.

Huo Jin watched the people walk away, looked around vigilantly, then put away his obvious alert state and looked back at Huo Ying: "Miss, where are we going next?"

Huo Ying raised his head to look at him, "Why did you come to see me? How did you find me?"

Huo Jin lowered his head: "Grandpa Huo asked me to come."

The latter part of the sentence was not answered, and Huo Ying did not ask any more questions. After all, her grandfather had moved out, and she was staying in a hotel owned by the Huo family. It was not difficult to find out her whereabouts.

"Oh." Huo Ying couldn't tell what he was unhappy about, but he was just unhappy. He walked forward with a stern face, but the heel of his shoe, which had just been stitched, suddenly broke.

She sprained her ankle and screamed in pain subconsciously.

Bad luck, so unlucky.

She couldn't win the game, she wanted to buy two chicken wings and rice but failed, and she even sprained her ankle while walking! Huo Jin was quick to catch her the moment she sprained her ankle, "Can you still walk? Is it serious?"

Huo Ying shook his hand off and shouted, "Don't touch me. It's none of your business."

Huo Jin's hand was pushed away, and he stood beside her properly. He didn't touch her again, but lowered his head and said, "I won't let those people go easily today, don't be angry."

Huo Ying glanced at him, snorted, and walked on without paying any attention. But because his shoes were broken, he simply took them off and threw them away. Because of the pain in his feet, he walked with a limp. (End of this chapter)