"I heard you're rich?"
"Tsk tsk, this outfit must have cost a fortune!"
"Young master, can we have some pocket money to play with?"
Another person put his arm around his shoulder, grinning lewdly, and his breath reeked of foul odor.
"Young master, if you dare to resist, don't blame us for killing you."
Jian Xingzhi glanced at them and quickly understood his situation.
He didn't want to cause any more trouble.
He tossed his wallet to them.
It seemed that his indifferent and bland expression stung them.
The thugs felt that Jian Xingzhi was looking down on them, and even after getting the money, they didn't intend to leave, planning to teach him a lesson.
Let him suffer a bit.
"How dare you look at us like that! Damn it! Bah, brothers, let's teach him a lesson!" The leader of the thugs gleamed with malice and pulled a sharp dagger from his pocket.
Upon hearing this, the others' faces lit up with excitement, their eyes blazing with fury, and the knives in their hands began to gleam with anticipation.
Jian Xingzhi immediately adopted a defensive posture.
This made them even more annoyed.
This little bastard not only refused to beg for mercy but also dared to resist them!
They simply don't take them seriously!
The bunch of good-for-nothings they used to extort either knelt down and begged for mercy.
Either kneel down and beg for mercy.
This was the first time they had ever encountered someone who dared to resist!
Their authority seemed to be challenged, which fueled their anger, and they picked up their knives and stabbed Jian Xingzhi!
Using his martial arts skills, Jian Xingzhi captured three people, but the other three stabbed him in the back when he was off guard.
He knelt on the ground in pain.
The wound on his back was burning and bleeding profusely, the sticky, warm liquid constantly stimulating his back senses.
His body could no longer withstand the deadly sensation of constant bleeding, and he curled up on the ground in agony.
He glared fiercely at the group of lunatics, unwilling to accept defeat.
Seeing Jian Xingzhi's fierce, murderous gaze, the leader of the thugs sneered, then his eyes became even more vicious, and he stepped on Jian Xingzhi's body!
Jian Xingzhi groaned, biting his lip, unwilling to utter a sound of pain.
The gang leader crushed his shoe prints on him.
Jian Xingzhi was in so much pain that he almost fainted. All he could hear were the taunts of the bad guys. The pressure on his body was increasing, and the pain in his back was getting worse.
He bit his lip.
This was the first time Jian Xingzhi had experienced the fear of being powerless.
For the first time, I was unable to control my own actions and experienced the despair of not being able to escape my predicament on my own.
He closed his eyes wearily.
never mind.
I'm so tired.
It doesn't matter anymore.
I want to sleep.
His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, just as he was about to close his eyes.
Suddenly I heard—
"You bastard! Die!"
"Hey grandpa's here!"
A figure suddenly flew over and kicked the thug who was stepping on him in the face!
"Bang--"
The gang leader was kicked away and slammed hard against the wall in the alley!
It emitted a dull, loud thud.
He lifted his heavy eyelids and saw the girl's familiar low ponytail and blurry blue school uniform, blocking his way.
He watched as the girl swiftly and decisively dispatched those men, landing before him like a savior.
He admitted it for the first time.
There are things he can't control either.
For example--
Defeat them.
For example—
Escape.
He can't do either of those methods.
Unlike before, when things were readily available and learning them was no longer easy.
It's not challenging at all.
This time, he lost completely.
But he was very happy.
He finally lost.
He finally understood the despair that comes from something he couldn't control.
But at the same time, he was lucky that he didn't lose his life for this rare opportunity.
He survived.
He was sincerely grateful to the girl in front of him.
After beating all the thugs to the ground, Ye Qi disdainfully stomped on their feet: "Bullying the weak, how pathetic."
Jian Xingzhi: "..."
He has...
Is it that weak?
Could it be because he doesn't exercise much?
Jian Xingzhi remained silent.
The next second, he felt his body inexplicably lifted into the air, and instinctively tried to grab something to calm his unease.
But he soon saw Ye Qi carrying him on her back.
Jian Xingzhi expressed his shock.
Such a petite girl, and she just carried him on her back like that!?
Before he could think any further, he saw Ye Qi pick him up and run away.
As he ran out of the alley, he saw two boys brushing past him.
He knew them.
They were all classmates.
He clearly saw a flash of shock and astonishment on Shi Yun's face, and he also understood Ye Yunzhan's "here we go again" look.
He didn't quite understand why they were standing there.
But with respect.
Seeing this, Shi Yun pouted and resignedly called his father.
"Hey? Dad, Bao'er hit someone again. Can you handle this?"
His dad was the best at this kind of thing.
Ye Yunzhan was silent for a moment, then called his father, "Hello? Dad, Qiqi hit someone again, can you stop her?"
Ye Yunzhan understood that his father was best at suppressing these kinds of things.
At first, when they first encountered this situation, they would freeze in place, at a loss, and end up being called to the police by passersby and taken to the station.
Now, they can skillfully call their dad over to take care of things.
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