Chapter 4: Lao Wang Saves Beauty
After hearing the voice, Wang Zhiyang turned around in surprise, and felt very strange, is there anyone else who knows me in addition to Lao Zhang's goods in the school? However, this voice is somewhat familiar!
Wow, beauty!
Wang Zhiyang, who turned around, saw Li Huanru standing behind him and immediately looked like a pig brother, and couldn't help but feel ashamed, and secretly scolded himself for not making a profit.
Looking at the lovely person standing in front of him, the pair of clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin revealing a faint red powder, thin lips like rose petals delicate and delicate. The long black shoulder-length hair is tied behind his head, and his height of about 1.7 meters perfectly supports the bloated school uniform, and the red and white school uniform can't stop the amazing figure.
Pure MM!
"Classmate, are you calling me?" Wang Zhiyang looked at Li Huanru in front of him, and was really amazed, but he didn't forget that people were calling him just now.
"Hmm, may I ask if you are a classmate of Wang Zhiyang?" Li Huanru found that after Wang Zhiyang saw him, he looked stupid and stupid, and he unconsciously felt a little funny and satisfied, it seemed that he was still very beautiful.
"Hmmm! Classmate, I'm Wang Zhiyang, do we know each other? Wang Zhiyang was slightly puzzled.
After Wang Zhiyang admitted, Li Huanru couldn't help but be a little excited, and grabbed Wang Zhiyang's hand suddenly, and felt that it was not suitable for a moment, and immediately let go again.
Wang Zhiyang's eyes widened, what kind of thing is this, is my brother going to take peach blossom luck today!
"Thank you, Mr. Wang, thank you so much last Saturday night!" After Li Huanru let go of Wang Zhiyang's hand, she bowed to Wang Zhiyang.
"Huh? No... You're welcome. "Wang Zhiyang was stunned, what kind of thing is this, why do you want to thank me, last Saturday night? Where was I last Saturday night?
Yes, it was like I had a fight that night and saved someone.
"You.. Are you the girl who was bullied that night? Wang Zhiyang was shocked.
"I mean, why do you look familiar?" Wang Zhiyang was relieved.
"Yes, Uncle LF." Li Huanru didn't know what she thought, and said with a smile at Wang Zhiyang.
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It all started last Saturday night......
At ten o'clock in the evening, a young man appeared at the end of the street, with a thin and slender figure, sharp and angular lines, a pair of handsome eyebrows that flew straight to the sideburns, and a pair of dark eyes that were as brilliant as the endless starry sky, and the indescribable aura was compelling.
The drizzle was tirelessly falling from the sky, and the boy did not hold an umbrella or wrap himself in a raincoat. There is only a thin layer of Tsing Yi cloth on his body, a lump of dark blue school uniform pants that I don't know if it is oil stains or something else, and he wears a pair of tourist shoes that are very old at a glance, but they are still sturdy. A canvas bag was casually slung over his shoulders, his hands were comfortably inserted into his lower coat pockets, humming an unknown tune, and walking leisurely.
Suddenly, the sound of "help" came from the alley on the side of the street, and the sound was panicked and urgent. When the people who happened to pass by on the street heard the cry of help, they all walked bigger and faster, as if they were running, apparently not wanting to meddle in their affairs, for fear of causing trouble. But he looks east and west, afraid that his behavior will be seen by others, which is really ridiculous.
Wang Zhiyang looked at the figure that was getting farther and farther away with disdain, threw his satchel behind him, and rushed into the alley at a speed of 100 meters.
The voice of "help" was still ringing in a panic, and I saw three gangsters with yellow hair, messy hairstyle, bells and whistles, fat pants and holes, surrounded by a girl, the girl with long hair and white clothes, quite conspicuous in the foggy alley.
"Little girl, you scream, keep screaming, no one hears you scream and breaks your throat, and even if you hear it, no one dares to come. Don't hide, obediently obey our brothers. The thug laughed presumptuously and tried to pull her in front of him. The girl desperately retreated, but was held back by the people behind her.
"Stop!" Wang Zhiyang's voice was not too high, and he did not have the legendary domineering spirit, so he immediately shook the three people on the spot, but the voice full of perseverance resounded in the silent alley, which was particularly harsh and very beautiful.
The three thugs were disturbed, and one of them stepped forward and said, "Yo, there is a hero to save the beauty." Boy, the hair has not grown, dare to come to ruin our good deeds, there is a way in heaven you don't go, there is no door in hell but you want to break in, I think you are impatient to live. ”
The girl heard the sound of "stop", and a sense of comfort welled up in her heart, but when she looked up, she saw that it was a boy as old as herself, and her heart fell back into the ice cellar, he was still so thin, how could he beat the three hooligans in front of him, I was afraid that he would be involved, thinking of this, I couldn't help but worry.
A thug walked up to Wang Zhiyang and shouted, "Get out, otherwise Lao Tzu will be unkind to you!" ”
Wang Zhiyang didn't move, but there seemed to be a fire gushing out in his eyes. He clenched his fists to calm himself down, and he would be able to do a few tricks of three-legged cat kung fu, and the other three people were much taller and stronger than him, and his strength could not be wasted a little, otherwise, the girl would not be able to save him, and he might not be able to eat and walk around.
"Brother Hao, don't talk to a little hairy boy, clean him up, let's go to another place." A thug holding a girl in the back said impatiently.
The one called Brother Hao was also angry, a little kid didn't take his words seriously, and made a fool of himself in front of his brother, so he raised his hand and hit him in the face. Wang Zhiyang tilted his head, flashed the slap, and kicked him in the crotch of his pants, Brother Hao was caught off guard, and ate a slap in the weakest place, and bent down in pain, Wang Zhiyang hit his elbow down, Brother Hao fell to the ground, Wang Zhiyang stepped on his back a few times, Brother Hao was grieved and couldn't get up.
This sudden change alarmed the two who were insulting the girl, and when the two saw the idea, they gave up the girl and walked side by side to Wang Zhiyang. Seeing this, the girl's originally gray eyes also shone brightly.
Wang Zhiyang knew that it was a surprise and an unprepared attack just now, but now these two people obviously have some precautions, but they are going to have a hard battle. At this time, Wang Zhiyang didn't think about his own safety at all, all he thought about was how to defeat the two people in front of him and save the girl from the clutches.
The two separated, and the left and right sides came together, and Lin Xie's heart also beat faster. The man on the left swung a straight punch, but the man on the right unleashed a leg sweep and attacked him. Wang Zhiyang jumped up and let go of the kick, and his right fist and straight fist came to a hard collision, after all, Wang Zhiyang had eaten less than a few years, and his strength was a little insufficient, so he staggered, and the person with the foot kicked him in the chest again. Wang Zhiyang hurriedly blocked it with his hand, and his strength was already weak in the hurry, coupled with the advantage of the person pressing down from above, Wang Zhiyang fell to the ground.
When the girl saw Wang Zhiyang being kicked to the ground, she exclaimed, but she didn't think about taking this opportunity to escape, but instead looked concerned.
The man was unforgiving, and wanted to step on the door in front of Wang Zhiyang again, but Wang Zhiyang hugged his feet and twisted with all his strength.
"Click", the man "ah", kneeling on the ground, Wang Zhiyang quickly got up, smashed two punches on his head, and was about to make up for another punch, but Wang Zhiyang flew out, lay on the ground, and slid a long distance, it turned out that another person gave him a strong kick from behind.
The man didn't care about the two buddies who fell to the ground, chased after him, stepped on his ankle, and bent down and smashed Wang Zhiyang in the face with a fist after punch. When the girl saw it, she ran to Wang Zhiyang with a little crying, but she was hugged by someone who twisted her ankle halfway and fell to the ground.
Wang Zhiyang used his arms to resist, but he couldn't stop it, bent the free leg, kicked out, and the man was having a good time. Suddenly a kick made him take a few steps back, and the man scolded "Boy, Lao Tzu abolished you today", and rushed forward again.
Wang Zhiyang got up, spat out blood, did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed straight towards the man. He bent slightly, hugged his waist, and tried to throw him to the ground desperately. However, this person's body is really strong, and he only took two steps back to stabilize his steps. Then he hit Wang Zhiyang on the back with his lower elbow, Wang Zhiyang did not let go, endured the pain of the blow, and held back his strength to push him back. The blood flowed more and more, and the girl's pale face became even paler.
Suddenly, Wang Zhiyang bit his thigh, arched hard, and finally knocked the man to the ground, and then rode on him, left hook over, right hook over, the target of course his face, and then punched him in the chest, and the man immediately fainted.
Wang Zhiyang got up from him and staggered towards the person who was lying on the ground and grabbed the girl's leg. Seeing that Wang Zhiyang's face was bloody, and his appearance was quite hideous, he panicked for no reason, struggled to get up, and actually limped away, leaving his companion who was still lying on the ground and screaming in pain.
Wang Zhiyang's heart was relieved, he was also at the end of his crossbow, and he felt as if his bones were about to fall apart, but he still helped the girl up from the ground.
When he got closer, Wang Zhiyang found that the girl's big eyes were black and white, as bright and transparent as the stars on a winter night, like a pool of clear water, clear and bottomless, and her long eyelashes were slightly curled; The delicate little face, the white and tender skin that can be broken by blowing, the plump and beautiful lips, the tall Qiong nose is narrow and small, and the eyebrows are slender, tall and unself-deprecating.
"Thank you, are you hurt?" The girl's gentle voice pulled Wang Zhiyang, who was still immersed, back from his imagination, and the girl's originally pale face actually had an inexplicable flush, which added a bit of delicate beauty.
Wang Zhiyang blushed rarely, and secretly scolded his pig brother, people must think that he is a disciple. The perseverance that I was desperate for just now disappeared, and I was a little shy, and I said in a shy: "No thanks, no thanks, yes, no pain, don't worry, I'm in good health." He patted his chest as he spoke.
"Are you far from home? Why don't I send you back? Wang Zhiyang looked around and said worriedly.
The girl walked to the backpack that was thrown aside, took out a pink and delicate holographic communicator, pulled out a string of numbers, and after ticking, said, "Dad, I'm in that alley not far from Hot Pot City, something happened, come quickly." ”
Wang Zhiyang vaguely heard an eager voice from the communicator: "Xiao Ru'er, what's wrong, don't hang up the communication, I'll rush over immediately, I'm not far from there, don't hang up the communication......"
"Hmm." The girl whispered.
Wang Zhiyang looked at her communicator and thought to himself, this girl is not an ordinary person, her family background must be extraordinary, and it seems quite expensive to have a communicator at such a young age. When I thought of this, and then thought of the dilapidated house that would leak as soon as it rained, a bitterness swelled up in my heart for no reason.
"My name is Li Huanru, what about you?" The girl cleaned up, wiped away her tears, and put her head together.
Wang Zhiyang looked at Li Huanru's chin and movement, the slender and flexible waist, and the fair and smooth skin, and suddenly became a little stupid. The warm and intoxicating breath coming from the girl's body made him feel that the pain in his body seemed to be much lighter.
The alarm bell of "Woo la Woo Woo ......" came from far and near, and Li Huanru swallowed back what he was about to say, and then said, "This is my father." Thank you for your ......."
Before Li Huanru's words were finished, he saw Wang Zhiyang pat his head, grabbed the schoolbag on the ground and rushed out, turning around and saying as he ran: "I'm leaving, see you again." ”
"Eh, what's your name? How can I contact you? Li Huanru's voice came from behind.
Lin Xie smiled self-deprecatingly, what is the use of knowing the name? Maybe never again. But he also replied, "My name is LF!" ”
Then he ran away without looking back.
(To be continued)