Fu Ying smiled faintly, pointed to the alley ahead, and said, "See... you lost!"
Zhou Xuan was taken aback. Following her finger, he saw six or seven people swaggering towards the alley entrance. This scene was really disgusting; it seemed like every thug's entrance was like this.
But how could Fu Ying be sure she had won? There was no guarantee that these people were definitely hired by Fang Zhicheng!
But something seemed amiss. The six or seven men, baring their teeth, walked straight toward the two of them. As they got closer, they were all stunned by Fu Ying's stunning beauty. One of them whistled and said, "Damn it, you get what you pay for. This girl is so beautiful, we'll have to ask Fang Zhicheng to pay more!"
Fu Ying smiled slightly at Zhou Xuan and said, "Now do you admit defeat?"
The leader of the thugs chuckled as he approached Fu Ying, shouting, "Hey girl, from now on, live a carefree life with me..." Suddenly, Zhou Xuan lunged forward, knocking the man over, then grabbed Fu Ying's hand and ran into the alley. The other thugs shouted and chased after them.
Zhou Xuan couldn't run fast enough with Fu Ying dragging him along. Seeing the six or seven people getting closer and closer behind, he gritted his teeth, let go of Fu Ying's hand, and said urgently, "Run! Don't look back!"
After Zhou Xuan finished speaking, he turned around and went to meet those people again. He forcefully knocked one of them over, and they all rolled down together. Then he grabbed another person's legs tightly, and that person, in his haste, also fell down. The people behind him were also tripped and fell to the ground.
Zhou Xuan didn't have time to think about anything else; he just dragged the two men along with all his might. One of them yelled, "Damn it... catch that girl, don't let her get away!"
But then another thug chuckled and said, "Hehehe, Brother Hei, no need to chase after her, the woman came back on her own!"
Zhou Xuan was startled and looked up, only to see Fu Ying slowly walking over on her own. He couldn't help but exclaim anxiously, "You... Fu Ying, you silly girl... why did you come back!"
Fu Ying said with a smile, "You lost, you know that?"
Zhou Xuan wanted to curse, saying, "I admit defeat, okay? Run, run as far as you can..." As he spoke, he saw four or five thugs circling around Fu Ying. At this point, there was no chance to run!
Zhou Xuan tried to get up and fight back, but as soon as he moved, he was kicked hard. The pain was excruciating. He groaned and rolled over, then someone stepped on his waist, rendering him unable to move.
It turned out to be that black guy, who snorted and cursed, "Run, try running again!"
Zhou Xuan sighed. Fu Ying had no one to blame but herself. In this place, she was probably helpless and her cries for help would go unanswered. He had told her to run away, and she should have realized the danger. As long as she escaped, he, a grown man, would at most get a good beating, and he figured these guys wouldn't kill her. But it was different for her, a girl. What was most hateful was that she was a beautiful woman that people would want to have even if it meant sacrificing ten or eight years of their lives. If she fell into these people's hands, she would probably be gang-raped!
As Zhou Xuan was thinking this, he suddenly heard screams of pain. He looked over in surprise, only to be even more astonished by what he saw!
Fu Ying, dressed in white, flitted among the group like a white butterfly. In no time, some of them had lost their hands or legs. Except for Hei Zi, who had stepped on Zhou Xuan, the other six were lying on the ground in the alley, groaning in pain.
Hei Zi paused for a moment, then abandoned Zhou Xuan and rushed towards Fu Ying.
This was his instinctive reaction. He hadn't expected that all six of his brothers would fall at Fu Ying's hands. What use would it be if he went up alone? No matter how capable he usually was, he had never reached the level of being able to take down all six of his brothers at once.
Fu Ying didn't even make a move this time. She reached out and twisted Hei Zi's left hand, then kicked Hei Zi's right leg. With a twist, a kick, and a throw, Hei Zi groaned in pain and crashed heavily against the wall. When he landed on the ground, he couldn't even crawl.
Fu Ying said calmly, "Tell me, who sent you? Tell me and I'll let you off!"
Hei Zi gritted his teeth and remained silent. Fu Ying smiled slightly, stretched out her foot, and snapped Hei Zi's right wrist with a "crack".
Sweat rolled down Hei Zi's forehead, but he stubbornly remained silent.
Fu Ying smiled and ignored him, then walked towards another person. When that person saw Fu Ying walking towards him with a smile, he realized that her beauty was terrifying. He shouted in fright, "I'll talk, I'll talk! Fang Zhicheng invited us here!"
Zhou Xuan slowly got up and looked at Fu Ying, thinking to himself that it was a good thing he hadn't taken advantage of her, otherwise he might have been the one lying on the ground groaning!
This incident taught Zhou Xuan a good lesson: you really can't judge a book by its cover. He looked like an angel, but inside he was a devil!
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Volume One: The Lotus Buds Just Begin to Emerge, Chapter Nineteen: Temptation
They originally wanted to portray a hero rescuing a damsel in distress, but it turned into a damsel in distress rescuing a bear!
He figured he was nothing more than a coward; he had some self-awareness about the title of hero. ()
Fu Ying didn't linger in the dark alley any longer. She smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou, the matter is resolved. Let's talk somewhere else!"
Let's change places then. I'm not afraid of anything in this dark alley. Do you think she'll rape me if we change places?
Zhou Xuan's thoughts were so lewd that he couldn't help but smile. If she really wanted to rape him, he would be interested!
Fu Ying looked at him and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
"No, I wasn't laughing at anything!" Zhou Xuan quickly denied. He was just thinking about it. Fu Ying wasn't like the wives and girls in his hometown. It was common for them to touch her breasts or take advantage of her. But with Fu Ying, he obviously wouldn't dare to have any improper thoughts. Look at how she dealt with those hooligans without even blinking an eye. If he really tried to take advantage of her, he would probably break the skin wherever he touched her!
The next place Zhou Xuan talked to was unexpected. It was a stretched Lincoln RV parked at the intersection. Fu Ying's female companion, whom he had seen on the beach, was standing by the car. As soon as Fu Ying and Zhou Xuan arrived, she opened the car door.
Fu Ying gestured for him to enter and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhou, please!"
Zhou Xuan had never ridden in such a nice car before, and the two beautiful women sitting opposite him made him feel a little awkward and unsure of what to do with his hands and feet.
The car was as spacious as a small living room, with a 21-inch LCD TV hanging on the wall and even a small refrigerator.
Fu Ying made a gesture, and the driver in front started the car.
Fu Ying's female companion took two cans of drinks from the refrigerator. Fu Ying smiled and said, "When in Rome, do as the host does. I'll drink Red Bull according to your Chinese preferences!"
Zhou Xuan took it, took a sip, and found it slightly sweet, but not very tasty. She thought to herself, "Who said Chinese people like to drink this? Does that mean she's not Chinese?"
Fu Ying took another can of orange juice and said, "I know you must be a little curious, let me introduce myself. My name is Fu Ying, and I am an American of Chinese descent. My grandfather was a native-born Chinese who came to the United States before the liberation."
He then pointed to the woman beside him and said, "Her name is Wang Jue, and she's my assistant. Hehe, don't underestimate her; she's a Harvard graduate who speaks seven languages!"
Zhou Xuan was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected Fu Ying to be an overseas Chinese, nor had he expected the other, the charming and petite Wang Jue, to have such a high level of education and speak seven languages. How long would it take to learn all that? He himself had been in the South for so long, and his local dialect was still only half-speakable. The difficulty of speaking seven languages was unimaginable.
Then I thought, judging from this luxury RV, Fu Ying must be no ordinary person. Although this car is probably not as good as Mr. Wei's Bugatti Veyron worth half a billion, it is not something that ordinary people can afford.
Fu Ying seemed to know what Zhou Xuan was thinking and said, "You're thinking about this car, aren't you? This car isn't mine; it's borrowed by a friend in China."
The driver was driving the Lincoln on the wide main road at a slow speed, and you could hardly feel the car vibrating.
Zhou Xuan wouldn't presume to think that Fu Ying had fallen for him, which was why she had come to see him so many times. He took a big gulp of his ice-cold drink, composed himself, and asked, "Miss Fu, what is it?"