It's not that Wei Aiguo is so spineless; he gets incredibly excited just seeing his wife.
He was driven mad by loneliness and frustration. These thugs in that den of scoundrels were all swindlers, cheaters, and thieves.
That day, a guy named Mu Liu stole money from an elderly woman from the countryside who was on her way to see a doctor. When the woman discovered her money was missing, she burst into tears, while Mu Liu just stood by and watched.
That evening, when the group gathered together, Mu Liu recounted his great achievements during the day. He was very proud of the big heist he had pulled off, and he talked on and on.
He felt extremely capable, even more so than when he was a model worker wearing a red flower.
Wei Aiguo had been half-asleep, feigning sleep, trying to conceal his anger. His hand rested on the edge of the blanket, motionless. Only he knew how hard he had tried to restrain himself and prevent himself from knocking out Mu Liu's teeth with a single punch.
Such things happen almost every day. Wei Aiguo felt like he wasn't even part of the group.
Today I finally had the chance to meet a real person, and it was my wife. I can now have normal human conversations with her.
Wei Aiguo knew that Song Yan had been learning from Lao Du and the others. As for the extent to which he had learned, he didn't know.
He now had to subdue Song Yan in one move, preventing her from having a chance to resist. If these people discovered her skill, they would be on guard. Wei Aiguo's planned escape route for Song Yan might then be ruined.
Before joining the army, Wei Aiguo used unorthodox martial arts techniques, which were based on the martial arts skills learned by the Wei family and some techniques they developed themselves. The emphasis was on speed and ruthlessness.
Wei Aiguo grabbed Song Yan's throat from behind with one hand. With his other hand, he held her waist, restraining her hands and lifting her feet off the ground.
Song Yan cursed inwardly: Damn it, how can this guy be so fast? So ruthless…
When she almost vanished in an instant:
"It's me! Don't be afraid!"
The voice in his ear was familiar to Song Yan.
Did I hear wrong? Wasn't he supposed to be on guard duty with a gun? What's he doing here?
The surprise allowed Song Yan to regain his composure for the time being.
Four or five men with wicked grins surrounded her. Mu Liu spoke up, "Hei Zi, let me feel how much money she has."
"Blackie" is what these people call Wei Aiguo.
Wei Aiguo took a step back while holding Song Yan, dodging Mu Liu's hand. "I'll do it myself." He then dragged the defenseless Song Yan toward the thugs' den.
Several people quickly surrounded Hei Zi to shield him. Although the place was secluded, there were still occasional people around.
"Brother Hei, just take the money here, don't take her back." A boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old stopped Wei Aiguo.
"Mind your own business!" Mu Liu pulled the boy away. "Hei Zi, take her to see the boss later."
Song Yan had seen this person before.
"Brother Hei!" the little boy said in despair.
They lived in a few rooms partitioned off from a dilapidated warehouse.
Wei Aiguo returned to his room and slammed the door shut. The men who had been with him were all locked outside. He braced himself against the door and bolted it with his other hand.
He dragged Song Yan inside, avoided the door, and sat on the bed, which creaked loudly.
"Hei Zi didn't do anything good inside."
"You're in such a hurry, is this your first time with a woman?"...
People outside heard the noise and started to jeer.
This was exactly the effect Wei Aiguo wanted—to create a misunderstanding. This would also buy him time to talk to Song Yan.
Wei Aiguo whispered in Song Yan's ear, "Don't make a sound." He slowly released his grip on Song Yan's throat.
Song Yan felt fear and confusion. The unbearable jeers outside also made him feel humiliated, and other indescribable emotions welled up inside him.
As soon as Wei Aiguo released Song Yan, she grabbed Wei Aiguo by the throat with her other hand, holding a cold dagger against the artery in his neck.
"You're so fast!" Wei Aiguo couldn't make a sound, so he mouthed the words.
Yes, that's the person in front of me, he's black, as black as a potato.
What's this guy doing here? Those guys look like a bunch of thugs. The one who spoke just now was the one who was with Boss Chu.
Song Yan slowly put the knife down!
Wei Aiguo immediately grabbed the knife. He was trying to hug his wife, and then suddenly a knife appeared – that wouldn't be good.
He pinned Song Yan down on the bed and whispered in her ear, "You're trying to murder your husband."
His movement caused the broken bed, which had been quiet for a moment, to creak loudly again.
"I thought he was done for. Haha!"
"You guys outside, if you don't want me to kill you in a minute, get the hell out of here!"
Song Yan sensed the intense killing intent in Wei Aiguo's roar.
The outside suddenly became quiet!
Wei Aiguo brushed aside the fallen hair in front of Song Yan's face, kissed Song Yan on the cheek, and whispered in Song Yan's ear how he got here and what he needed to do.
Song Yan never believed that Wei Aiguo could be a deserter. But after hearing what he said, Song Yan was truly relieved.
When Song Yan heard him say that Chu Shaowei, that bastard, forced him to commit a crime, he truly regretted not teaching him a lesson that day.
Song Yan: "People like that deserve to die."
"I'll cripple him if I get the chance," Wei Aiguo said softly.
"I'll do it!" Song Yan thought silently.
“Listen to me, do you see that window? It can be opened. When I go out, you immediately escape through the window. Run straight down the alley, turn left at the end of the alley, and there’s a bus stop 300 meters away. There will be people there, and they definitely won’t dare to chase you. At my speed, it will take me about five or six minutes. I’ll give you about ten minutes.”
"No need, I can do it in five minutes." In fact, it won't even take five minutes.
Wei Aiguo didn't believe it; he would try his best to get it done. "Here you go, this is my identification. Go contact my supervisor..."
Wei Aiguo told Song Yan the address of his rented apartment, asking Song Yan to pass on his message.
Wei Aiguo said something, and Song Yan nodded; she wasn't afraid at all. How could her wife be so…bold and…adorable!
Having said what needed to be said, the woman beneath him is his wife. If he didn't have any feelings for her, he wouldn't be a real man...
Feeling Wei Aiguo's passion, Song Yan felt incredibly awkward. He had his own virginity complex, you know? This place was dilapidated, a den of thieves, and who knew whose broken bed it was?
Will I dare to look back on this later?
Song Yan forcefully pushed Wei Aiguo away, still keeping his voice low, "Whose broken bed is this? It's filthy!"
“Mine, it’s definitely not dirty. They keep watching me. I had nothing else to do, so I washed all the sheets.” Wei Aiguo looked at Song Yan with intense focus.
Sensing the changes in Wei Aiguo's body, and that wolf-like look in his eyes, it was time to calm him down... Heh... Luckily, the bed was clean!
Song Yan slowly released her grip. She was currently in her safe period, and the chances of getting pregnant were very low. Maybe she should go on a trip and get pregnant before returning home—that would be quite a spectacle!
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