As he ran madly, Zhao Guo'an couldn't help but wonder how he ended up like this.

He thought about how a few months ago everyone treated him like an honored guest, with good food and drink, but now he's being chased and beaten on the street.

Xiao Feng!

It's Xiao Feng again!

Ever since he met him, his life had been anything but smooth.

Yet at this very moment, he had to count on this bastard to rescue him. The bitterness of it all was beyond what outsiders could understand.

Just then, Zhao Guo'an noticed that Zhen Jinghan had been staring at him, and he quickly reminded her, "Let's not follow the idol drama trope, watch your step instead of staring at me, or you'll twist your ankle."

Zhen Jinghan nodded to show her understanding but couldn't help glancing at Zhao Guo'an now and then.

Though shouting for help on the street was somewhat humiliating, at least in a dangerous moment, he didn't abandon her, which was already remarkable; what more could she ask for?

The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't help but sneak a glance at the side of his face.

As a result, the unexpected finally happened...

"Ah!"

Zhen Jinghan let out a scream as her ankle twisted, and she was about to fall.

Zhao Guo'an was almost at his wits' end as he rushed to support Zhen Jinghan, and the two of them fell to the ground together.

"Hit them, hit them hard!" a middle-aged man panted as he shouted.

"Don't come any closer, listen to me!" Zhao Guo'an shouted sternly.

However, no one stopped their steps.

Although Zhao Guo'an's move tonight could be considered clever, when it came to his ability to deceive people, he was far inferior to Xiao Feng.

The frightened Zhen Jinghan clung to Zhao Guo'an.

While Zhao Guo'an exerted force, pressing Zhen Jinghan beneath him, he evidently intended to use his back to shield her from all the impending punches and kicks, possibly even clubs.

As their eyes met, Zhao Guo'an smiled bitterly, "Who would've thought, really didn't think I'd have a chance to be a hero saving a beauty. Don't worry, as long as I'm breathing, I won't... Hey, hey, hey, why are you pulling me?"

Halfway through his bravado, he was dragged up from the ground without warning, leaving Zhao Guo'an so frustrated he nearly wanted to bite down on a poison pill and poison both men beside him.

Why does Xiao Feng always manage to play the hero successfully, while his rare attempt ended in failure?

There was no time to think about this because he was punched in the abdomen.

"Ah..."

Just as he shouted, someone stuffed a towel into his mouth.

Zhao Guo'an secretly sighed in relief, thankful it wasn't someone's smelly sock with it being a towel...

Wait!

What was he thinking at a time like this?

"Don't hit him!" Zhen Jinghan stood up, shouting weakly, "Whatever you have against him, take it out on me!"

"Don't worry. Even if you want to run, we won't let you," the middle-aged man laughed coldly. "But before that, you must experience heartbreak..."

He tugged the towel out of Zhao Guo'an's mouth while speaking.

"What's your relationship with this woman?"

The middle-aged man asked slowly while his eyes clearly warned him.

It seemed as if Zhao Guo'an dared to admit to having a connection with Zhen Jinghan, he would face a storm of punches and kicks.

Zhao Guo'an spit out some saliva, not even looking at the desperately shaking and winking Zhen Jinghan, and angrily said, "She's my wife, what the hell can you do to me?"

Tears welled in Zhen Jinghan's eyes again, also somewhat resentful that this secretive guy didn't say this to her earlier, but now of all times.

However, she didn't realize that Zhao Guo'an felt saying this was entirely about maintaining his dignity as a man.

Given the obvious intention of the other party to make him bow, he couldn't bow. The more they wanted him to sever ties with her, the more he would do the opposite!

The middle-aged man didn't get angry. He simply stuffed the towel back into Zhao Guo'an's mouth, grinning wickedly, "Hit him, hit him until he gives up. I refuse to believe how tough he is."

But before his underlings could act, a sharp voice from Zhen Jinghan rang out, "Everyone stop!"

After shouting, she immediately clung to Zhao Guo'an's neck, giving the impression she wouldn't let go no matter what, bound by life and death.

"Hit!"

The middle-aged man shouted, "Let's see how long she holds on before letting go. Damn it, tonight we're seeing if they're truly in love or just putting on a show."

A slick young man chuckled, "Watch closely, 'cause tonight I'm hitting a woman."

However, as he spoke, his hands reached for Zhen Jinghan's chest, a classic case of saying one thing but doing another.

Shouting about hitting people while trying to take advantage shamefully.

"Mmph..."

Zhao Guo'an tried to nudge Zhen Jinghan's head with his own, attempting to alert her of what was happening behind her.

But at this moment, Zhen Jinghan had her eyes tightly shut, hands gripping each other desperately, completely unaware of the situation behind her.

Damn it, Xiao Feng, where the hell are you?

Right now, all Zhao Guo'an could rely on to save the day was Xiao Feng.

But even if Xiao Feng came, what could he do with the hands already reaching out, could he really stop them?

Just then, the young man trying to take advantage suddenly slipped, crying out as he fell backward.

"Thud!"

Zhao Guo'an even felt the ground beneath his feet tremble slightly, and the young man who had just been trying to take advantage lay motionless on the ground, red blood spreading from under his head, life or death unknown.

At that moment, the entire scene went deathly silent.

Those who were rueing their missed opportunity, seized by the young man, felt a chill run up from their feet to the back of their head, their necks feeling icy cold.

It was only after a while that someone dared to check the nose of the young man lying in a pool of blood, but as soon as they touched his nose, they fell and sat on the ground in fright.

"Bo-boss, he-he-he..."

"What's the hell he?" The middle-aged man slapped him angrily, "You can't even speak properly, what's the use of you?"

"No breath!" The man who got slapped sat dazedly on the ground, "Little Four has no breath, he's dead!"

Little Four was probably the nickname of the guy in the blood pool.

But that's not important now. What's important is, how did such a living person suddenly die like that?

Zhao Guo'an shuddered as if electrified all over, feeling like he was hugging not a beauty, but a bomb that could explode at any moment; damn, this was life-threatening!

"Who threw the watermelon rind?"

Someone picked up a yellow piece of watermelon rind from the ground, and from the moist trail on the ground, it seemed Little Four slipped over it and fell directly on his head.

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