Chapter 39 Silver Faced Man
The men looked at each other, with a hint of hesitation and fear in their eyes.
General Zhenbei...his name is too famous!
They are just thugs who do things for money, and they don't want to really risk their lives!
Just then!
The scarred man covered his still stinging and swollen eyes and took a step forward with a grim smile.
The madness in his eyes overwhelmed the slightest retreat.
"Oh, who are you trying to scare?"
His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, filled with disdain.
"You little bitch, you're still stubborn even when you're about to die!"
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his movements were astonishingly fast!
He grabbed Chen He's wrist that was holding the hairpin!
The force was so great that it almost crushed her bones!
"ah!"
Shen He cried out in pain!
My wrist hurts so much and my strength goes away.
“Dang—!”
The golden hairpin slipped out of her hand and fell onto the cold stone slab, making a crisp and desperate sound.
The scar-faced man took advantage of the situation and pushed her hard!
"Bang!"
Chen He was pressed against the cold and rough wall by a huge force!
My back hurt so much that it felt like all my internal organs were displaced!
"Ugh!" She groaned, and her vision went dark.
Scarface moved closer, his red and swollen eyes filled with the pleasure of revenge and undisguised lust.
Hot, foul breath sprayed on her face.
"Tell you!"
He gritted his teeth and his voice sounded like a demon from hell.
"Even if you really die here today!"
"I have to have enough fun first!"
Before he finished speaking!
His other dirty big hand had already reached out to Chen He's collar!
“Tear!”
The sound of brocade tearing was particularly harsh in the silent alley!
The collar was ripped open roughly!
Revealing snow-white and delicate skin and exquisite and fragile collarbone!
The cold air instantly touched the skin, causing a shiver!
"No--!"
Shen He screamed and struggled desperately!
Punching and kicking!
But the power disparity between men and women is too great!
Her resistance seemed so pale and powerless in front of those wolf-like and ferocious men!
Another man came forward and held her legs tightly!
Seeing that dirty hand is about to continue moving downwards...
Seeing that his innocence was about to be destroyed...
Humiliation! Anger! Despair!
Like the most ferocious poison, it instantly destroyed all of Shen He's rationality!
A hint of madness, wanting to destroy everything together, flashed in Chen He's eyes!
She turned her head suddenly!
Use all your strength!
Hardly!
Towards the tip of your tongue!
Bite it hard!
The severe pain exploded instantly!
It's as if the soul is torn apart!
"puff--!"
A strong smell of blood, mixed with her endless hatred and determination!
Spray suddenly towards the person who is close at hand!
That disgusting scarred face twisted by a hideous grin!
Several people were stunned by Chen He's actions. In a hurry, one of them tore a piece of cloth from his lapel and stuffed it into Chen He's mouth.
"Hey, this little girl has such a fierce temper!" One of them couldn't help but sigh.
The cloth used to gag him was already soaked with blood. The man who had spoken hurriedly tore off a clean piece of cloth and replaced it with the one in Chen He's mouth. He said urgently, "Brother, we have to be careful. Don't let anyone get killed! If something happens to us, I'm afraid there will be no place for us in the capital!"
Suddenly, a sharp sound tore through the sky in the silence.
A light feather arrow shot straight towards the group of people and pierced the leader's arm. The tremor seemed to make even the air tremble.
"Boss!" several people exclaimed!
The scarred man trembled all over, and in fear, he involuntarily let go of Shen He who was tightly holding on.
Chen He fell to her seat, her hands busily pulling the cloth out of her mouth. Blood oozed from the corners of her mouth and slowly soaked the dress beneath her, a shocking red that looked even more mournful in the deep night.
A figure quietly emerged from the depths of the dark and narrow alley, like a ghost in the night.
He was wearing a silver mask that covered half of his face, hiding his features and leaving only a pair of eyes that were deep and unfathomable.
His figure was as straight as a pine tree, and he exuded a fierce aura that could not be ignored.
The air around him seemed to be frozen by the anger lingering around him, making people feel a biting chill involuntarily.
"Who is it?" The scarred man tried to remain calm, but there was a tremor in his voice.
The silver-faced man ignored his questioning and just glanced at Chen He who was lying on the ground. A complex and indistinguishable light flashed in his eyes.
Then, he slowly raised his hand, and the long sword at his waist came out. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, flashing with a cold light.
Seeing this, several young men were startled and drew their weapons.
"How dare you disturb my good deeds!" As soon as the words fell, several figures suddenly rushed forward, like a group of beasts ready to attack.
In an instant, a melee broke out in this space.
The silver-faced man was as agile as a swimming dragon, and his swordsmanship was extremely sharp. Every move and every style revealed a chilling chill.
Those thugs seemed like naive children in front of him, and were completely vulnerable.
The flashes of swords and sabers intertwined, flashing a cold light.
In this fierce confrontation, the thugs' offensive gradually became chaotic and their steps began to stagger.
They were defeated step by step, but the silver-faced man became more and more courageous, like an invincible god of war, defeating the enemies one by one.
"You, who are you?"
"Brother, stop talking nonsense and let's retreat quickly!" The younger brother beside him urged anxiously.
"Retreat!" The scarred man gave an order, and then several figures, like stray dogs, fled in panic in the night, leaving behind only a series of messy footsteps.
The silver-faced man did not continue to chase. He turned around quickly and walked towards Shen He, who was lying on the ground, with firm steps.
In the moonlight, his figure formed a long outline, appearing particularly calm.
He slowly bent down, his movements showing meticulousness and care that could not be ignored, and gently draped a soft black cloak over Shen He's trembling shoulders.
"I'm sorry I'm late." His voice was low and gentle.
Chen He was still sitting on the ground. At this moment, her tense nerves suddenly relaxed and tears fell uncontrollably like pearls from a broken string.
In fact, she regretted it the moment she bit her tongue.
She remembered the resentful voices of her family in her previous life, and she thought about her own faith after her rebirth!
She shouldn't be so impulsive. She just wants to live, just want to live!
Only by living can you take revenge, and only by living can you make others pay the price!
She had prepared for the worst.
Even if her innocence is tarnished today, she will live well and let those who want her dead see how she lives well!
Why should I be the one to die!
Even through the silver mask, the pain in the silver-faced man's eyes could not be hidden.
The silver-faced man picked her up horizontally, and Shen He unconsciously snuggled in his arms.
Who is this person and why did he save her?
None of it mattered, she knew that on this cold night, he was her only support.
She was saved.
Shen He felt the warmth coming from him, and an unprecedented sense of security surged in her heart.
The silver-faced man held Shen He in his arms and walked quickly towards the clinic on the corner.
The night is dark.
Peace returned to the alley.
Only the occasional barking of dogs could be heard.
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