The owner of the shop had some background. Even though most of the people around him were criticizing him for charging money indiscriminately, he didn't care and ordered a group of men to block the girls at the door and not let them leave. Those men had tiger and leopard tattoos on their arms, as if they were afraid that others wouldn't know that they were hooligans.
The people around them only dared to move their mouths. No one was willing to go forward to help. The owner said arrogantly," It's only right to pay back what you owe. I set the price. Who dares to pay a penny less? I'm not afraid even if the police come. Today, you either go and pay the money, or you leave him here."”As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the young lady with the model figure. The girls were sports majors after all, so they had an advantage over the hooligans. They didn't show any fear, but formed a small circle with the little beauty in the middle. It was obvious that they could tell that the shop owner and the others had bad intentions.
Yang Xing took a few glances and was about to pull Wang Yiren away. He didn't have the awareness of a hero saving a damsel in distress. He was alone now, and there were seven or eight of them. He had never gone to Shaolin Temple to learn kung fu. Besides, there was also Wang Yiren, who was half-drunk and half-awake. Although models were good, their lives were more important.
But when Yang Xing turned around, he realized that something was wrong. Wang Yiren's face had been red just now, and now even her eyes were red as she stared at the shopkeeper. He spoke obscenities to the girls, and his actions became more and more excessive. His subordinates were tugging at the girls outside, and he took the opportunity to touch the little beauty's chest with one hand. When Yang Xing heard Wang Yiren's breathing quicken, he knew something was wrong. He quickly reached out to grab her, but it was too late.
Wang Yiren rushed forward and picked up the Valentino handbag she had just bought. She smashed it directly into the shopkeeper's face and shouted,""Since you like touching milk so much, you should buy a cow and touch it as much as you want.”The shopkeeper was careless and fell to the ground. Yang Xing sighed in his heart, What a femme fatale!”He could only brace himself and rush over to prevent Wang Yiren from being beaten up.
When Yang Xing was in Nine Capital's First High School, he and his classmates had fought with students from other schools a few times. Although his opponent was the No. 25 High School, which was known as Nine Capital's First Hooligan High School, he had not suffered much. He still had a lot of combat experience. He knew that the most important thing now was to separate the shop owner's subordinates so that they wouldn't focus all their firepower on one person.
The hair salon had floor-to-ceiling glass windows on one side of the street, and there were more than ten large potted plants for decoration outside the window. The two glass doors at the entrance were on the verge of collapse from the crowd. The thugs and the girl surrounded the glass doors. Yang Xing grabbed a potted plant beside the glass door and slammed it on the glass door's door. The door's door could not withstand the force and broke. A glass door fell to the ground with a bang, and glass fragments scattered everywhere. The people by the door were all shocked and subconsciously jumped out. The subordinates didn't have the time to deal with Wang Yiren and the girls.
"Hurry up and run!" Yang Xing shouted at the top of his voice.”Everyone was taken aback, but Wang Yiren reacted quickly. She pulled one of the girls and ran out. The other girls, seeing that the situation was not looking good, followed closely behind. The group of thugs came to their senses and hurriedly prepared to follow. Yang Xing grabbed a few potted plants outside the salon and threw them at the glass doors and windows one by one. The lethality of a dozen pounds of flower pots hitting the glass was quite shocking, especially when the glass shards flew everywhere. A few thugs dodged while protecting their heads, but they still left a lot of blood marks on their hands and faces.
Yang Xing turned around and ran after throwing the potted plant. Only then did the thugs behind him come back to their senses and chase after him while shouting. After running for a few steps, Yang Xing saw the tallest little beauty limping in front. Her speed was obviously not fast. Looking at the blood on her sneakers, she probably stepped on the glass shards just now. Yang Xing didn't know why she was so obsessed. She had already run past her, but at this moment, she saw a rabid hatchet man running behind her. He was holding an aluminum alloy rod in his hand. He almost instinctively rushed behind her and used his body to block the rod.
The bat hit the back of Yang Xing's head and shoulder. March in the Central Plains was still chilly. Yang Xing was wearing a thick down jacket, so most of the impact was absorbed by the down jacket. However, the back of his head still felt a burning pain, and then he felt dizzy. Yang Xing heard the little beauty in front of him scream. He must have turned back to see this scene. He did not care to turn his head and kicked his right foot backward. He felt that he had kicked the other party's abdomen. He used the momentum to run to the little beauty. Erhuo did not say anything and carried her on his back. As he ran, he turned his head and saw the thug hugging his stomach and curling up on the ground. A group of people were catching up behind him. Wang Yiren was nowhere to be seen. She had probably taken a detour.
Yang Xing could only run forward based on his feelings. He couldn't care less about the direction or the road. Fortunately, Yang Xing had trained in long-distance running on the track and field team when he was in high school. He had even won a place in the high school group in the ten thousand people long-distance running competition in Jiu Du City. It wasn't too strenuous for him to carry the little beauty who weighed nearly 100 pounds.
He couldn't run fast with one person on his back, so Yang Xing could only drill into the alley and shake off the pursuers by constantly changing directions. The street layout of the mall was a typical northern city layout. It was in the shape of a chessboard and there were no dead alleys. Yang Xing was running around like a blindfolded mouse, but he was not caught and blocked. It seemed that he had even shaken off the thugs.
Yang Xing finally put the little beauty down in an unknown street garden. In March, the temperature in the mall was only a few degrees, but Yang Xing was drenched in sweat. It seemed that in his memory, even the long-distance race with ten thousand people did not take so much effort. Although the little beauty had a graceful figure, she was 1.78 meters tall and taller than him by half a head. It was indeed very comfortable to be pressed against by her soft bunny on her back, but now he was so tired that he was panting like a dog. He did not have the luxury to enjoy this romantic time. He thought to himself that in the future, when he saw lovers who played this kind of game where a woman wanted a man to carry her, he would definitely go up and remind them. Carrying a girl's weight was a real physical job. To give a girl happiness, one must have the mental and physical awareness to bear a heavy burden.
Yang Xing's legs went weak as he sat on the lawn. The little beauty whispered something into his ear. His mind was numb and he could not react for a moment, so he had to let her repeat it. " Your head is bleeding," the little beauty said timidly as she looked at Yang Xing with her big black and white eyes. Yang Xing touched the back of his head. It was indeed wet and there was blood on his hands. Seeing that the little beauty had the body of a mature woman, but her voice was still that of a young girl, Yang Xing knew that she was still inexperienced and did not know how to deal with the situation at hand. He reminded her,"What's your name? Go and see if there are any taxis around. Call one to take us to the hospital.”
The little beauty had been holding onto Yang Xing's arm since just now. Perhaps it was because Yang Xing had blocked the bat for her that she was deeply impressed. At this moment, her face was flushed as she let go of her hand and said mindlessly,"My name is Zhou Yanhong." She helped Yang Xing to hail a taxi by the street and asked the driver to go to the First People's Hospital of the mall.
After getting into the car, Yang Xing felt dizzy. He was afraid that he would faint and Zhou Yanhong was at a loss. She took out her phone and contacted Wang Yiren, asking her to arrange the relevant procedures for hospitalization and to find a local connection. She couldn't just take a beating for nothing. She had to get back at him. Seeing the hospital's door, Yang Xing tried his best to suppress the feeling of dizziness. He handed the phone to Zhou Yanhong and said," I'm going to faint soon. Don't panic. Someone will contact you on the phone later." A black tide surged in front of him as he fell headfirst into Zhou Yanhong's chest. The last thing he felt was," Not bad. I think I'm only a little younger than Wang Yiren."
When Yang Xing woke up in the intensive care unit, Wang Yiren was sitting at the head of the bed peeling fruit for him. The basketball girls were sitting around him. Other than Zhou Yanhong, the others were unharmed. When Wang Yiren had helped them out, she had been so beautiful that she could topple countries. She had admired them and chattered non-stop. Wang Yiren herself was only a few years older than them, so she enjoyed the adoration she had for the little girl. Very quickly, they had become friends.
From their conversation, he learned that they were all from the women's basketball team of Zhongyuan Provincial Sports School. They had just won the provincial women's basketball championship at the end of last year. Zhou Yanhong was originally the main force of the team, but at the end of last year's game, she was injured in the waist and faced retirement after recovery. She was unwilling to return to her hometown in the countryside in Wujin City and had been cooped up in the dormitory all day. A few of her good friends suggested to accompany her out to relax. Girls were all beautiful, so they discussed going to the best women's square in the mall to get their hair done. They did not expect to fall into the trap of the black shop.
Seeing that Yang Xing had woken up, a group of girls came over. Yang Xing could only cheer up and talk. He felt his head hurt again. Wang Yiren saw that he was dispirited, so she asked the girls to wait outside. After they left, Wang Yiren smiled and said,""How is it? The price of being a hero saving a damsel in distress is great, right? That Zhou Yanhong's eyes were glued to you when she left.”
"You're wrong. I'm not a hero saving a damsel in distress. I'm just doing a righteous deed."”"What's the difference?" Wang Yiren asked with a frown.”"A hero saving a damsel in distress is for the sake of beauty.”Yang Xing replied. Wang Yiren was secretly delighted. She peeled an apple and fed it to Yang Xing."You sweet talker, although you're lying to me, it sounds nice. I'll give you the price of being a hero saving a damsel in distress. However, I have to say this first. This little girl looks like a village girl who has not experienced the world deeply. You are just an old pervert wearing a young man's skin. You are not allowed to have any ideas about her!”Yang Xing nodded like he was pounding garlic and agreed without a word.
However, he thought to himself,'I won't provoke her, but I can't guarantee that she will provoke me!' The little girl was in love and took the initiative to pounce on him. He was not the abbot of Shaolin Temple, so he could not blame others if he could not control himself! Wang Yiren saw that he didn't mean what he said, and her eyes darted around. Jealousy burned in her heart, and she pinched him hard. Yang Xing cried out, and Zhou Yanhong ran in like a deer. Wang Yiren saw the blush on her face and couldn't help but shake her head. It seemed that her instructions had been in vain.
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