He Yi pulled out half of the steel bar from the trash can by the roadside. His gaze was fixed on the old hooligan as his eyes gradually turned cold.
At the second-to-last corner, Old Jin took advantage of that turn, and he suddenly rushed at Ji Lan. He took the aphrodisiac and was about to stick it on her face.
Unexpectedly, just as Old Jin was about to succeed, someone grabbed the back of his collar. He could not move at all, and he felt suffocated.
The broken steel bar, which was mixed with a strange smell, was stuck in Old Jin's throat. He felt that his fragile throat was weighed down by a thousand pounds. A terrifying aura weighed him down, and he was almost forced to kneel in front of Ji Lan.
The devil-like voice behind him seemed to be laughing. The person behind Old Jin lowered his voice and said, "Don't you f*cking dare to do it again."
He Yi's indifferent eyes were emotionless, and his gaze was terrifying. He stuck the steel bar on Old Jin's neck and dragged him to the next street.
He suddenly let go of his hand, raised his arm, and threw him far away as if he was throwing trash out of the house.
The sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground was clear. Old Jin stood up in a sorry state. With a roar, he grabbed the spray in his hand and was about to aim it at He Yi's eyes.
"You're too slow."
He Yi kicked the bottle away and stomped on Lao Jin's ankle. Then, he raised his foot and stomped on his waist again.
Upon seeing him fall to the ground, He Yi stepped forward and stomped on his forehead as his eyes were frosty.
Old Jin screamed and felt threatened. The pain all over his body made him unable to distinguish the source of the pain. if He Yi continued to do so, Old Jin would be dead for sure!
The middle-aged old man was covered in tears as he no longer dared to act arrogantly. He knelt and begged for mercy. "I was wrong. I won't do it again in the future! Please forgive me. Please let me go."
The small movement in the corner of the wall did not attract the attention of He Yi and Old Jin. Ji Lan saw the situation clearly and was surprised for a moment. Then, she silently kept her dagger.
She had long noticed someone was following behind her. The man's tracking technique was not very good, and she was walking very slowly as if she was afraid that others would not know. She was not sure who the person was, so she had been waiting for the other party to take the initiative to attack.
However, she heard the movement behind her getting closer and closer. Just as she was about to make a move, she turned her head and found that the man behind her disappeared.
She followed their movements and saw them. She saw the gentle and reserved person from her previous life was holding half of a steel bar and pressing down on the old hooligan with a cold and terrible expression. He Yi was so cold that he was like a different person.
"That's my woman. How dare you touch her? Do you want to die?"
Old Jin was about to be pressed to the ground by the steel bar, and he was still kowtowing to He Yi with all his might. Tears and snot were smeared all over his face, and it was extremely disgusting.
"I was wrong! I was blind! I'll avoid her if I see her again next time... No, there will be no next time. I won't appear again and disgust you! Please let me go!"
He Yi was thinking what would happen to Ji Lan if he did not come to save her?
He was angry and anxious. Of course, he vented all of his anger on the old hooligan. When he regained consciousness, he realized that the old hooligan was almost out of breath, and his limbs were numb as well.
In the end, he kicked the old hooligan and realized that he had irregular breathing. He did not forget to warn him, "If you let us see you again next time, you'll have to ask Jesus to save you."
The old hooligan suddenly came back to his senses. He staggered to his feet and ran away in a panic. "Yes, yes! I'll f*ck off now!"
He Yi looked at the bloodstains on his hands and frowned in disgust. He was irritated and dissatisfied.
When He Yi turned around, he saw Ji Lan staring at him in a daze. He could not even care about the numbness all over his body. He opened his mouth and closed it, but he did not know what to say to her.
What should he say to her? What could he say to her?