Chapter 50
Marriage...give me some time
Even though Lin Jin remained calm throughout, she was still a helpless woman in the face of an absolute power gap.
The thugs were tall and strong, and they easily blocked all her escape routes on motorcycles, leaving her with no choice but to press her body tightly against the car door.
As the leader raised his baseball bat, she closed her eyes tightly, turned her head, and shrank her neck, forced to endure the unavoidable blow.
Just as the stick swung down hard, a red fire extinguisher, leaving a rapid afterimage, struck the back of the man's hand precisely, instantly changing its direction.
The stick, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, struck Lin Jin's ear at an angle, shattering the car window.
It's easy to imagine that if that blow had landed on her head, it would have been fatal.
A few minutes ago.
After getting the car keys, Cheng Sangluo sped off to find a parking space for C29.
She didn't know why, but even though she had only been separated from Lin Jin for a short while, she felt inexplicably flustered.
This vague tension stemmed from a sixth sense, and this person's perception was always accurate, so their search became increasingly chaotic.
When she rushed to Zone C, she heard a loud, arrogant roar, which reminded her of what had happened outside the auto repair shop, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of apprehension.
She looked around the empty parking garage, wondering where these people had come from when she arrived, since she hadn't seen a large motorcycle convoy.
So she listened to the rumbling of engines and estimated that there were about five or six motorcycles. She could even tell that the people were not leaving and must be gathered in one place.
It's better to be safe than sorry.
Having served as a special forces soldier for so many years, Cheng Sangluo's reconnaissance awareness was ingrained in his bones. He would quickly enter a state of alert and vigilance if he sensed even the slightest hint of danger.
She looked in the direction of the sound and happened to see parking space numbers C20-C30 on the sign. Her heart sank instantly, and she felt an unprecedented sense of unease.
She looked around and decisively grabbed the fire extinguisher next to the cement pillar, taking two at once so she could use them as handy weapons and keep one as a spare.
Cheng Sangluo investigated all the way, and when she saw a group of men in black on motorcycles blocking the front of the Bentley, her heart, which had sunk to the bottom, suddenly choked up again, feeling as anxious and uncomfortable as if she were on a roller coaster.
With everyone's attention focused on Lin Jin, she slowed her pace and crouched down to approach the nearest motorcycle.
She originally wanted to seize the baseball bat from the other person so that everyone's firepower would be focused on her, but seeing that Lin Jin was about to be hit by the bat, she gasped and held her breath.
In the blink of an eye, this well-trained veteran, drawing on his years of combat experience, immediately devised an effective offensive and defensive plan.
"To throw a grenade farther and more accurately, it's not as simple as just throwing stones for fun. You need to train your strength and control over the long term, using your upper arm to push back while simultaneously explosively engaging your core, rotating your hips and thrusting your elbows in conjunction with a short run-up. You need to ensure overall coordination and the ability to counter-bow your arm. The moment of throwing is about feeling the whipping and releasing of force. Do you understand?"
'clear! '
'Cheng Sangluo.'
'arrive! '
'Step forward and demonstrate.'
Wei Yun's resounding teaching echoed in Cheng Sangluo's ears. She had personally taught Cheng Sangluo the skill of throwing grenades, and she was so strict that Cheng Sangluo's arm was almost dislocated during those days of training.
Of course, she was the best in the team, her skills were superb, and she could do it with ease.
Back then, everyone liked to make bets in private. They would throw stones at glass bottles twenty meters away, betting a pack of instant noodles on each bottle. She won more than thirty packs.
At this moment, Cheng Sangluo tossed the fire extinguisher. It was a bit heavy, and it would require better control to swing it, but for someone with strong arms like her, it was just a bit heavy.
She threw a fire extinguisher, then immediately bent down and picked up another one, yelling at the top of her lungs, "Lin Jin, lie down, crawl under the car and hide, quick!"
After saying that, she pressed down on the fire extinguisher in her hand and sprayed it indiscriminately at everyone in front of her.
In an instant, a white cloud of dry powder disrupted everyone's vision, giving Lin Jin enough time to hide under the car.
Before Lin Jin could recover from her panic, she heard the call and immediately grabbed Leng Jing and crouched down to crawl under the car.
It seemed that everything was under Cheng Sangluo's control. The luxury car had a low chassis, and no one else present could squeeze in. Only the slender Lin Jin could hide inside.
Despite the imminent danger, she turned her back and moved further in, suddenly letting out a very inappropriate laugh. She laughed at herself for being so out of control, and at how brave the person who was trying to save her was.
Cheng Sangluo, you could have just abandoned me and left me behind, so why didn't you run away?
In her panic, Lin Jin lost her focus, and her laughter only lasted for two moments before turning into a muffled groan of pain.
Before she could even pull one foot under the car, the man outside stepped on it and then smashed a stick into her ankle.
Lin Jin was in so much pain that fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but she still endured the excruciating pain and struggled with all her might to break free, finally hiding in a corner under the car.
In this way, the people outside could no longer take her away from below.
Those half-baked thugs coughed incessantly from the fumes, and could only wave their arms to sweep away the unsightly gray-white substance.
Cheng Sangluo's plan was highly predictable, and everything was developing according to her expectations.
She swung the fire extinguisher in her hand and knocked down the person closest to her.
The man was pinned to the ground by the heavy motorcycle and couldn't get up for a while.
She stomped on the other person's head twice and then snatched the baseball bat, dragging it on the ground with a screeching sound of metal scraping against concrete.
"What kind of men are you, ganging up on one woman?" she growled, striking a perfect home run pose and delivering a powerful, accurate blow to another man's head, continuing to grumble, "Pah, they're all trash."
She understood the principle of "capture the leader first" and also drew upon her previous experience of failing in a fight with the henchmen at Seventeen Port.
This time, she chose to go straight for the enemy's head, so she rushed to the Bentley.
Seeing that the other person was about to kick her, she immediately stopped and turned to the side, raising the baseball bat with a decisive and swift motion.
'Come on, smash his leg.'
In that instant, Cheng Sangluo's mind echoed with Lin Jin's smiling commands.
That night in Hong Kong, the madwoman taught her many lessons, the most unforgettable of which was this sentence.
You have to be ruthless to people, or you won't be bullied.
Therefore, the blow that came down at this moment was as swift and ruthless as the one that broke Cheng Xing's kneecap.
"ah--"
In the blink of an eye, the leading man let out a hoarse roar and lost his balance, falling to his knees on one knee.
"How much do you look down on me that you're still trying to feed the enemy?" Cheng Sangluo scoffed arrogantly. "You can't even be a proper henchman! Do you know that exposing your limbs is the worst thing you can do in a fight?"
She was probably blinded by rage. While forcefully gripping the other person's neck with her arm, she raised a baseball bat and swept it around everyone, shouting, "Anyone who dares to come and try, anyone dares!"
Cheng Sangluo was imposing. She not only had the kung fu to overpower everyone, but she also took the leader of the team hostage, leaving the others helpless for a time.
As she spoke, she tapped on the car door with a baseball bat. "Lin Jin, call the police right away."
Lin Jin, who was lying under the car, did not follow her instructions, but instead dialed someone's number.
She tilted her head slightly to look at the man being held hostage outside the car. After a busy signal, a deep male voice came through the receiver.
"How rare! My arrogant little sister, you miss me so soon? And you even have to ask me goodnight in the middle of the night." Lin Sheng's tone sounded relaxed, but you could vaguely tell that every word was squeezed out through clenched teeth.
Lin Jin endured the pain in her foot, her brows furrowing, but when she spoke, she reverted to her usual contemptuous tone, "Lin Sheng, your methods can be clumsy, but you have to use your brain. Do you think if I call the police now, they'll summon you for questioning?"
"I don't understand you."
"Hmph, those who dare to do something but not take responsibility can't accomplish great things. Your subordinates are no good. You should find a way to replace them, otherwise you'll always be the one who loses face. Today is the anniversary of my mother's death. If you want to offer some blood as a token of filial piety, that's not impossible." Lin Jin didn't give Lin Sheng a chance to refute and hung up the phone directly.
She struggled to crawl out from under the car, dragging her injured ankle, and limped towards the man.
When Cheng Sangluo saw her injured foot, her brows furrowed into a knot. "You're injured, don't move around."
Lin Jin ignored her concern and simply stretched out her arm and beckoned with her finger: "Give me the baseball bat."
"What do you want to do?" Cheng Sangluo pulled the stick behind her back, refusing, "Let's hand it over to the police, don't do anything reckless."
"Give it to me!" Lin Jin's eyes flashed with anger, and the two words, spoken with a resounding force, crashed heavily into the calm parking garage. "Don't make me say it a second time."
Cheng Sangluo had never seen such a furious, madwoman. Her intimidating anger was hard to quell and left no room for rebuttal. She could only reluctantly hand over the stick.
Lin Jin snatched the baseball bat and, in the process, ripped off the man's helmet.
She pressed the stick against the other person's chin, exuding an unyielding queenly aura, and coldly said, "If you don't want to call the police, I'll give you two choices: whichever hand hit my foot, I'll break that hand, or you break one of your ankles too, otherwise this matter won't be settled."
Cheng Sangluo tried to persuade her to stop, calling softly, "Lin Jin..."
"Shut up!" Lin Jin snapped, giving the man no more time to consider.
Despite the excruciating pain, she raised one foot and stepped on the other person's leg, causing the other person to struggle.
Cheng Sangluo had no choice but to become an accomplice. The arm around her neck tightened again, warning, "If you don't want me to break your neck, you'd better not move. You caused this mess, so you have no choice but to suffer the consequences!"
Lin Jin's high heels dug deep into the man's calf, grinding slowly until a bloody hole appeared.
The man kicked wildly in pain, roaring at his men, "What are you all standing there for? You can't even handle two women, how are you going to explain this to the boss?"
"Confess? What do you want to confess? I just spoke with Lin Sheng. Did you hear that he can't protect you, and he doesn't dare to?" Lin Jin sneered, bringing up Lin Sheng as a figure to continue threatening: "If I call the police now, you will not only end up in jail, but your boss will also be implicated and he won't let you off the hook either."
After these words were spoken, no one dared to disobey.
After thinking it over, the man had no choice but to admit defeat. The boss was ruthless and didn't care about anyone, and the woman in front of him had an even more arrogant aura than him.
"I've been lenient enough with you. Aren't you satisfied with this private settlement?" Lin Jin was meticulous and even more ruthless than Cheng Sangluo.
With those words in hand, she slammed the stick into the man's ankle without hesitation. Not satisfied, she then delivered another blow to the stick she had casually tossed aside.
With a screeching sound as the aluminum alloy floor clattered on the ground, she glared angrily at the group of people in front of her and shouted, "Get out!"
The man's neck was being twisted by Cheng Sangluo, causing him to arch his back in pain and preventing him from making a sound.
Cheng Sangluo released his arm, grabbed the back of his collar, dragged him in front of the group of henchmen, and threatened, "Aren't you leaving yet? If you don't leave, none of you are leaving."
Before long, the group of thugs who had come with such a menacing air fled in disarray, their faces covered in dust.
The two listened as the roar of the motorcycle gradually faded into the distance until their ears were finally at peace.
Lin Jin, who had just been exuding a violent aura, now looked like a deflated balloon, his spirits shriveled considerably.
She put her hands on her hips, slumped her shoulders, leaned against the car door, and took deep breaths to calm her somewhat out-of-control emotions.
Everything she had just experienced seemed to have exhausted all her strength. The intense fear lingered in her mind, eroding all her forced courage.
Before Cheng Sangluo could comfort her, she hurriedly squatted down to check her ankle. Seeing that her fair and delicate ankle was congested with blood, she wondered if any bones were broken.
She asked urgently, "Does it hurt from the skin or the bones? How did he hit me? No... it's my fault, I should have sprayed more powder on the ground."
Cheng Sangluo thought the fight plan was perfect, so how could there be a flaw? She could only apologize repeatedly: "It was my mistake, I misjudged... I'm sorry... I should..."
"Alright," Lin Jin said softly, interrupting the puppy in time.
Her feet were in excruciating pain, but she still knelt down despite the pain, cupped that apologetic face in her hands, and comforted her, saying, "When did a puppy's apology become so cheap? They're the ones who are wrong, you shouldn't be the one saying sorry, should you?"
Cheng Sangluo didn't know what role she was playing at this moment. Perhaps she was used to the role of protector, so she would blame herself for the mistake. "I didn't protect you well. I can't explain this to Sheng He."
"Those people must have punctured the tires. I can't drive it. Can you carry me outside to get a taxi? I'm tired and want to go home."
Cheng Sangluo turned around and gestured, "Come on, put your arms around my neck. Instead of going home, I'll take you to the hospital for an X-ray."
Lin Jin looked at the broad back, spread her arms and hugged the puppy's neck tightly, resting her head comfortably on his shoulder, "You were worried about me."
Cheng Sangluo stood up, holding her breath, and walked outside, muttering, "How could I not be worried? That guy almost hit your head. Do you know that a baseball bat can smash your head into a watermelon in four pieces? Aren't you afraid?"
Lin Jin rubbed her face comfortably against the puppy's cheek, sniffing its scent, and smiled with narrowed eyes: "I'm not afraid~ because my sweetheart will come to save me riding on a colorful cloud~"
"You're being stubborn, I don't believe you." Cheng Sangluo complained, but she tightened her grip on Lin Jin's hands, as if to make her more stable and prevent her from disappearing.
"You see, beneath my glamorous facade lies a hidden danger. I desperately need your protection, so..." Lin Jin suddenly had an idea and prepared to bring up the matter of a marriage of convenience again.
Cheng Sangluo saw through her little trick and hurriedly called out, "Hey, hey, stop, stop! Are you starting to do something impulsive again?"
"I really, really need you. Life is hard without you, and it's dangerous without your protection," Lin Jin whispered in the puppy's ear.
She lowered her eyes, a sad light lingering in them. She had no other choice. Even though this person had been through thick and thin with her, he still couldn't get her to talk.
Please loosen your grip, please loosen your grip.
"Lin Jin, if you need to collaborate, I can consider it. Marriage... give me some time..."
[Author's Note]
1. Do you think it's good? The next few chapters will be very exciting, so look forward to them!
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