When the wretched man was still two meters away from Lan Xiaolan, she suddenly kicked him hard in the chest with a powerful kick.
The impact of the kick was so great that the fat man couldn't withstand the strength of the leg and was kicked several meters away.
Ren Tingxi wore a white suit with exquisite tailoring and smooth lines, and every detail showed his elegance and taste.
The sleeves are of just the right length, revealing a small section of the white shirt cuffs, adding a touch of gentlemanly demeanor.
He wore a light blue shirt with the collar slightly open, revealing a small section of sexy collarbone, exuding charming charm.
He paired it with a pair of white slim-fit trousers with straight legs, which highlighted his slender legs.
He was wearing a pair of black leather shoes, the uppers of which were polished to a shine, reflecting the light, which perfectly matched the overall look.
Ren Tingxi stroked Lan Xiaolan's waist with his hand, protected her under his body, and comforted her gently: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Such a gentle voice, such a delicate and familiar face, Lan Xiaolan stared at it without stopping, thinking she was hallucinating.
Ren Tingxi put his hands in his trouser pockets, facing a group of ferocious men, speaking some local language calmly.
The wretched man ignored Ren Tingxi and spat on the ground in disdain. At his call, the other young drivers around him picked up their weapons and rushed over here.
There were more than a dozen of them standing there, but Ren Tingxi was the only one here.
If a fight really breaks out, Ren Tingxi may not be able to win because the other side has more people and more power.
But he still stood there calmly, smiling coldly, his eyes calm and firm.
Facing the mob on the opposite side, he did not show any hesitation or fear.
At the wretched man's shout, everyone started to come over here.
Ren Tingxi took out a pistol from his pocket and fired a shot into the air as a warning to everyone.
The men were just startled and didn't think about leaving. They kept cursing Ren Tingxi with disdain, thinking that Ren Tingxi was the same as Lan Xiaolan, just a dog-skin plaster that was used to scare people.
When Lan Xiaolan heard the gunshots for the first time, she was very scared. She covered her ears and her legs went limp with fear.
Ren Tingxi twisted her waist and held her in his arms: "I said, I'm here, it's okay, don't be afraid."
Then he aimed at a streetlight on the side of the road in the distance and fired again.
The bullet hit the streetlight accurately, and the light bulb exploded instantly. The accuracy of the shooting amazed the onlookers.
Ren Tingxi opened his coat and showed the gun and bullets on his waist to the jackals, tigers and leopards opposite.
Then he spoke fluently in the local language: "If you want to be like that street lamp, come over here. Let's see which is faster, the weapon in your hand or the bullet in my hand."
Those wretched men were frightened away by Ren Tingxi's powerful aura.
Lan Xiaolan still held the corner of his clothes tightly, pulling them into wrinkles.
Ren Tingxi held her in his arms and kissed her gently on the forehead.
Lan Xiaolan finally came to her senses. She confirmed that she was not dreaming, and a hint of color finally appeared on her pale face.
The girls hiding at the door curled their lips in displeasure when they saw their rice cookers retreating in fear one by one.
Suddenly, those charming girls hiding outside the side door of the church saw Ren Tingxi dressed in a noble and elegant manner, and some thought that he was like those old drivers, who came here specifically to have fun.
They actually walked towards this side in a coquettish manner, completely ignoring the existence of Lan Xiaolan who was held in Ren Tingxi's arms.
Ren Tingxi felt extremely disgusted when he saw the women walking towards him. He fired another shot at the wall of the church's side door, signaling the girls to get out.
In this way, the noisy streets regained a bit of tranquility.
The girl who was protected by Lan Xiaolan and was beaten half to death suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.
Lan Xiaolan quickly turned around to help her and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? Are you okay? I'll take you to the hospital."
The girl raised her head with difficulty, her eyelids trembling as she looked at Lan Xiaolan, expressing her gratitude for her help.
Hospital fees in the city are very expensive, and people like Nusi cannot afford it.
"It's okay... No need to go to the hospital, I... I have... some medicine in my room..."
"You can actually speak Chinese."
The girl nodded: "I have learned... a little bit."
Her body was very light and floating, and one could tell that she was in a very bad condition.
Lan Xiaolan quickly helped her into the house. The girls who lived with her who saw her along the way all looked at her with contempt.
However, Ren Tingxi, who was holding a gun, followed them closely, so the people around them did not dare to act too recklessly.
They came to a large room in the backyard of the church. There were twenty or thirty beds in it, which was where the girls usually rested and slept.
None of these beds, big and small, belonged to Nusi, because in the eyes of the people here, Nusi was not worthy of living with them.
Being excluded, blamed, targeted and even beaten are commonplace for the angry fans here and are nothing new.
She led Lan Xiaolan to the area behind the gate.
The space in the corner here is quite good. Although the things are all on the ground, Nusi still managed to organize the scattered items neatly.
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