Lin Zhenghui knew that if he hadn't arrived in time, Yuan'er might have been slandered by those two animals.
Now Yuan'er picked up her phone to call the police, sobbing while crying for help on the phone, her hands still trembling.
As for the glimpse of the beautiful scenery down the neckline of her clothes, he didn't care anymore.
After all, there was a delicate bra supporting, nothing much could be seen, and it wasn't as attractive as the figures of the women on Waikiki Beach.
"Ah..." This wasn't a cry of pain, it was a scream.
Lin Zhenghui, holding the handle of the hoe, smashed down on the animal that threatened him, beating repeatedly.
Just like beating a dead dog.
"Ah, stop hitting, stop hitting..." The animal curled up, protecting its head with its hands, rolling on the ground.
"In broad daylight, you dare to come here and commit violence, go to hell." Lin Zhenghui, enduring the pain in his arm, kicked and beat the other fiercely.
