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Purest Street.
The night was dark and the wind was high; Bai Lian took out her earphones to memorize English vocabulary.
It was nearly one in the morning, and faint sounds of a scuffle were coming from the narrow, dark alley ahead—ordinary people would have taken a detour.
Bai Lian wore her earphones, halfway through her vocabulary listening, when her phone rang.
It was Mao Kun; she answered and calmly walked past them.
There were three men with blond hair and blue eyes.
Because of the girl's excessive calm, they were clearly stunned for a moment. The next second, one of them came to his senses and reached out to grab Bai Lian's neck.
Bai Lian tilted her head sideways, grasped the man's hand!
"Sister—" Mao Kun's voice came through.
Bai Lian looked at the blue-eyed man, then glanced down at the person lying in the corner.
"Wait a moment," she told Mao Kun, then stuffed her phone back into her pocket.
Then she suddenly yanked the blue-eyed man in front of her!
