If she had been just a powerless young girl today, she probably would have suffered irreparable harm by now.
"Sister, I really dare not anymore! Please spare me!" The thug cried and begged for mercy.
The other two thugs also quickly got up and knelt in front of this girl who was younger than them but stronger.
Ni Yang casually put away the dagger, looking down at the three thugs with a slight smirk, then slightly bent over and reached out her slender hand to them, "Hand it over."
Although she was smiling, there was not the slightest hint of amusement in her eyes. Instead, the icy glint was utterly intimidating.
"Wha... what?" One of the thugs shivered in fear.
"The stick in your hand." Ni Yang spoke indifferently.
The thug, trembling all over, handed over the stick in his hand to Ni Yang.
In truth, it wasn't a stick, but a real iron pipe.
About as thick as two thumbs.
Ni Yang took the iron pipe, lightly bent it with both hands, and with a muffled sound, the pipe was easily broken into two pieces by her.
The three thugs were wide-eyed, unbelieving of what they were seeing right before them. Cold sweat broke out on their backs.
What fearsome strength was needed to break an iron pipe so easily?
Who on earth was this young girl?
However, the one who broke the iron pipe was unperturbed, the corners of her mouth upturned in a small smile, speaking to the thugs, "If I catch you guys messing with the women of this city again, this pipe will be your fate!"
"Do you understand?"
Her tone was cold and chilling, her presence commanding. She was not an ordinary girl; she seemed more like a person of high standing who had experienced many things.
"Understood, understood!" The thugs were so scared their faces turned pale and answered shakily.
Ni Yang casually threw the pipe to the ground, "If you've understood, then get lost!"
At her words, the thugs felt as if a huge burden had been lifted and they scampered away immediately.
Ni Yang did not linger, as her sister and mother were waiting for her at the inn, and she immediately turned around to move on.
Unbeknownst to her, shortly after she left, two figures, one tall and one short, appeared in the previously deserted alleyway.
One of the figures was tall and slender, standing casually with his hands in his pockets, radiating an irresistible aura of dominance. Sporting an army cap, beneath the brim of the cap were eyes that carried a dangerous glint.
His lips curled in a barely noticeable smile, giving no hint to his thoughts.
Anyone could see that this man was not someone to be trifled with.
The two men had witnessed every bit of what had just happened.
The slightly shorter one ran forward and picked up a white ticket that had fallen onto the ground. "Third Brother, this fell off that girl."
The man took the ticket, the curve of his lips growing larger, "Beijing..."
No wonder Li Xianxian said she couldn't find her, she she had secretly gone to Beijing to find him.
Just a country girl, where did she get the money for the ticket? And where did she get the courage to run to Beijing all by herself?
Unless everything was part of her grand scheme - saving him, stealing his watch, naturally going to Beijing, then coming to him, and living in his old house. According to his grandfather's and grandmother's old-fashioned ideas, they would certainly let her marry him and become part of the Mo Family.
This man was Mo Baichuan from Beijing, also known as the Third of the Mo's and who Ni Yang had rescued from the mountain.
Mo Baichuan tightly gripped the ticket, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes as he slightly turned his head towards the man next to him, "Take this ticket to her."
He was curious to see who had sent Ni Yang. How dare she calculate his every move!
She actually went to Beijing to find him; she had quite an appetite.
In hindsight, it was a strange situation from the beginning. How coincidental was it that he happened to see this young country girl when he was being pursued? Even more so, this girl surprisingly helped him get out of a crisis. Imagine, a small country girl who grew up in the mountains, how could she have that kind of eloquence and courage?
Mo Baichuan's eyes held a complex look. For the first time in his life, he had been schemed against by a young girl.
Tang Shi took over the ticket, puzzled, "Third Brother, should I deliver it to her now?" Tang Shi and Mo Baichuan grew up together in a big courtyard in Beijing. Mo Baichuan was three years older than him and much more capable. After he graduated from the military academy, Tang Shi had always been behind Mo Baichuan. Tang Shi could tell that Mo Baichuan must know the girl just now.
At this moment, the Third Brother should deliver the ticket himself to win the beauty's heart. What's the point of having him deliver it?
Third Brother is already quite old and hasn't yet found a wife. He can't delay his good fortune.
"Third Brother, why don't you deliver it yourself." Tang Shi handed the ticket back to Mo Baichuan and muttered, "If I deliver it and she mistakenly fancies me, what should I do?" He couldn't get in the way of other people's love.
"If she fancies you, then you can marry her!" Mo Baichuan gave him a swift kick, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Ni Yang was clearly coming for him. How could she possibly fancy Tang Shi, this naive boy?
But now, he could only let Ni Yang go safely to Beijing to find out what she was really up to.
Tang Shi touched his backside, limped in the direction that Ni Yang had disappeared off to.
"Comrade, comrade, comrade at the front, please wait." As Tang Shi ran, he called out.
Ni Yang was already aware that someone was chasing her from behind. She turned around in confusion, "Are you calling me?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Tang Shi stopped, gasping for breath, "You are Comrade Ni Cuihua, aren't you?"
Ni Yang shook her head slightly, "No, I'm not Cuihua, but I know her."
Only then did Tang Shi get a clear look at Ni Yang's face. He stood there stunned, presenting the ticket. He said shyly, "Well, as long as you know her, this comrade, you dropped your ticket."
Tang Shi having grown up in a big courtyard in Beijing, has seen many sophisticated city girls and daughters from prestigious families. However, he had never seen anyone as beautiful as Ni Yang. Perhaps, "beautiful" was not enough to describe her beauty.
Ni Yang quickly checked her pocket and realized, indeed, one of her tickets was missing. She thanked Tang Shi "Thank you so much."
If not for him returning her ticket, she wouldn't be able to get another one in time for the train tomorrow morning.
"No... no problem, it's nothing," Tang Shi blushed.
At that time, the phrase "I found a penny on the road and handed it to the police" was a household term, and people were very unsophisticated; there were none of the many scammers of later generations.
Ni Yang took the ticket and smiled, "My friend, you've been of great help. How about I treat you to a bowl of noodles?" There was a noodle restaurant nearby and Ni Yang did not want to owe him anything.