"Eight of us brothers will each play for half an hour, seems like we won't be the only ones enjoying it! She'll enjoy it too..."
Another lewd voice chid in: "Playing with her for so many hours, won't she be completely worn out? She's so pretty, what a pity! Why not let the brothers take turns, and after that, she can be my woman?"
"Why don't you just drop dead?"
The obscene words from the crowd scared the beautiful woman pale, as she panicked, watching the eight strong n closing in on her. Terror engulfed her heart. Though she had considered that she might lose her most precious thing tonight, it was supposed to be for soone she chose, not to a gang of hooligans.
"What are you doing, what do you want?!" The woman asked, trembling as she looked at the eight robust n approaching her.
"What are we doing? Hehe, you'll find out soon enough," the leader of the strong n leered.
"Go away, get away, I don't know you, help, soone help!" The beautiful woman cried out as she began struggling, looking at the crowd about to grab her hands.
From a distance, Mr. Qiu and the shifty young man exchanged a lewd smile. The shifty young man said, "Mr. Qiu, it's your turn."
"No rush," Mr. Qiu said with a wise-guy smile, "Let her stew in anxiety for a bit, then it'll suit our purposes even more, right?" He looked like soone skilled at ruining young girls.
"You're really smart, Mr. Qiu."
...
The beautiful woman beca increasingly terrified. At this mont, she forgot what she intended to do tonight. It felt as if a dark cloud was looming over her heart, suffocating her.
"Let go, let go." The beautiful woman could only struggle relentlessly, pounding on the hands of the eight strong n.
"Little sister, don't worry, we brothers will take good care of you. Alright, brothers, take her away."
"Got it."
"What fair skin she has!"
"Looks so tempting to touch..."
The eight n leered at the beautiful woman, as if they had long coveted her body.
"Boohoo... please, let go. My boyfriend will be here soon, and then you won't be able to get away. Let go..." The more the beautiful woman cried, the more heartbroken she beca.
In the end, the beautiful woman was so scared that she sat on the ground, pale-faced.
Seeing this from afar, Mr. Qiu and the shifty young man decided to take action. Mr. Qiu said, "Let's go, it's ti for us to put on a show."
"Hehe, please go ahead, Mr. Qiu. I've already told them that you only need to throw a few punches to put them on the ground."
"Well done, once I'm done tonight, we'll have so fun too."
"Thank you, Mr. Qiu, thank you!" The shifty young man thanked him excitedly.
Mr. Qiu waved his hand with a smile and ran forward quickly. However, his gait was sowhat strained, and anyone watching would know that he must have overindulged in desires, making his steps appear light and floaty.
"Hey, let go of that girl," Mr. Qiu shouted as the eight robust n all turned their heads.
The leader among them shouted, "Who the hell are you, kid?"
The leader desperately winked at Mr. Qiu as he said this, as if to tell him that it was just an act and hoped Mr. Qiu wouldn't take offense.
Mr. Qiu also gave a reassuring nod to the leader and then shouted, "In Haidian District, you don't know , Mr. Qiu? Seems like you have a death wish, daring to harass a decent woman on the street. Watch beat you to pieces!"
"You punk, let show you what I've got," the leader said and swung a punch towards Mr. Qiu.
Mr. Qiu initially thought this would be a perfect dodge, but failed to evade in ti...
Before he could dodge, he was punched by the leader and stumbled back a few steps.
"This fellow has so strength, let knock you to the ground," Mr. Qiu emphasized the 'down' in his sentence, seemingly afraid the robust man wouldn't understand the implication.
"Hmph!" The strong man had just punched Mr. Qiu. Originally thinking Mr. Qiu could block the punch, he didn't expect him to be so fragile and quickly put effort into acting, fearing Mr. Qiu's wrath.
"Bang bang!"
The strong man pretended to block a few of Mr. Qiu's moves, then, as if by accident, was kicked flying by Mr. Qiu.
anwhile, the eight robust n brainlessly surrounded Mr. Qiu, and even from a hundred ters away, Ye Hao found their act ridiculous. In his heart, he praised how utterly stupid these people were!
Inside the scene, Mr. Qiu hadn't even landed a hit on them, yet they staggered backwards, even deliberately sitting on the ground...
"The height of idiocy," Ye Hao sighed, then headed towards where the frightened beautiful woman was looking.
"All of you, fall," Mr. Qiu spun around, thinking he was executing a perfect move like those epic TV shows, but unfortunately, didn't hit anyone.
Yet these idiots still lay on the ground, pretending to be dead...
After this, Mr. Qiu patted the dust off him, trying to suppress a cough. Alas, he couldn't hold back the urge and coughed twice.
Ye Hao approached with a laugh, his stomach aching slightly from the amusent. This whole act, this storyline, was sothing only the brainless would conjure.
After coughing twice, Mr. Qiu mustered enough strength, albeit with difficulty, to approach the beautiful woman and extended his hand, saying, "Miss, it's okay now, no one will dare to bully you anymore."
"Don't co near , don't," the woman was so scared she wouldn't let anyone near her.
"Miss, don't worry, the villains have been taken down by ," Mr. Qiu, still hopeful, attempted to grab the beautiful woman's arm.
Unexpectedly, the woman struggled and pushed Mr. Qiu, causing him to stagger back and fall to the ground.
This scene was laughably ridiculous, even for the robust n feigning death, all feeling an internal strain from holding back laughter. With a physique like that, asking for won, wasn't he courting death?
"S-sorry..." the woman apologized in a panic.
"It's fine, it's fine. Defeating these bullies exhausted a bit. Miss, let take you to a safe place?" Mr. Qiu offered.
"No, I'll go by myself," the woman replied and shakily held onto a lamppost, eager to leave quickly.
But the shifty-eyed Huang from Mr. Qiu's side blocked her way, saying, "Miss, you're rather ungrateful, aren't you? My young master saved you, and you just pushed him to the ground. Now you're leaving with just a 'sorry'? At least say thank you, right?"
"Thank you, sorry, sorry, I'm going ho now..." the beautiful woman said and tried to leave again.
But shifty-eyed Huang and Mr. Qiu were determined to get her in bed, so how could they let her go?
"A simple 'sorry' is enough? Help my young master up..." (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for recomndations and monthly votes on Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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