Ye Qingqing struck Hu Zhiwei's calf with the stick again. With a crack, Hu Zhiwei fell to the ground, howling in pain. Ye Qingqing had hit his right hand and right leg, both of which were broken, and he could not even walk.
Seeing how fierce Ye Qingqing was, having taken down two people before even starting, the other thugs realized they couldn't afford to mess with this shrew!
"Where do you think you're going to run off to!"
Ye Qingqing caught up with them, and none of them were going to escape. As the saying goes, when two thugs meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins. What matters is their spirit. Ye Qingqing fought like she didn't care about her life, and her spirit overwhelmed her opponents. In addition, she was strong and agile. Even normally, these thugs would be her match, let alone now that they were scared out of their wits.
"Bang"
Qian Manduo picked up a brick and smashed it at a thug who was desperate. The thug's head was cracked open, and blood flowed all over the ground. An Hong was so frightened that she turned pale and huddled in a corner, trembling.
"Don't be afraid, you won't die. We were acting in self-defense," Ye Qingqing comforted Qian Manduo, who was also quite frightened.
The group of thugs were successfully wiped out, lying sprawled on the ground groaning. There were six of them, including Hu Zhiwei.
"Are you alright?" Ye Qingqing asked with concern.
Qian Manduo and An Hong were disheveled, with many clothes torn. It was unclear whether they had been in any trouble. The two blushed with embarrassment, shook their heads, and said gratefully, "Luckily you came."
If Ye Qingqing hadn't arrived, they didn't dare to imagine the consequences. They wouldn't have died, but living would have been like being a walking corpse.
"I'll call the police and have them arrested. You'll need to testify. Is that alright?" Ye Qingqing asked for his opinion.
"Let's not, I'm afraid..." An Hong was not too willing. She was really afraid of gossip. If it got back to her hometown, her parents would be furious.
Qian Manduo hesitated, she had the same worries, but she was even more unwilling to let these thugs go.
"How about I testify alone? An Hong, don't go."
An Hong tugged at Qian Manduo's sleeve. "Manduo, you shouldn't go either. If word gets out, even though we're innocent, people will spread rumors about us and make us look bad."
Ye Qingqing sighed, not thinking that An Hong was worrying too much. Even twenty years from now, society will still be too harsh on women.
When a woman is mistreated outside, while some may sympathize with her, others may say malicious things.
"Flies don't land on eggs without cracks. This woman is definitely not a respectable woman. Otherwise, out of so many women, why would a hooligan choose her?"
"Why would a woman wear revealing clothes when she goes out, and wander around in the middle of the night? A proper girl would never do that. Although it's pitiful to be bullied, it's also her own fault."
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These are the things those people say most often. They have countless reasons to question whether the victimized woman was well-behaved. In short, in their mouths, the perpetrators are certainly despicable, but the victimized women are not good either.
When going out, you have to be completely covered up, not a single bit see-through, to follow the rules.
Good girls shouldn't go out at night. Women who are still wandering around outside in the middle of the night are definitely not respectable women and deserve to attract perverts.
A girl who has been bullied should prove her innocence by dying; if she stays alive, she is just polluting the air and morally corrupt.
If things are still like this twenty years later, then naturally women will be even more demanding now. Ye Qingqing understands An Hong's concerns very well.
"Forget it, let's not call the police. And don't tell anyone about this. I definitely won't tell anyone."
An Hong breathed a sigh of relief and felt even more grateful to Ye Qingqing. Although Qian Manduo was unwilling, she knew that Ye Qingqing was doing it for their own good. Rumors were more hurtful than knives, and she was not sure if she could withstand them.
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