Liu Wentian saw her face, saw her smile, and suddenly remembered the clear blue sky and white clouds of his childhood home, free from a single trace of pollution, a single impurity.
The girl was about 56 years old. She was very beautiful, not in the seductive way of Li Chuyue or the stunning way of Sheng Qianmei, but in a pure, clean way, like the naive girl next door from his childhood. This kind of beauty made one feel pity, a desire to protect.
After a moment of distraction, Liu Wentian came back to his senses, smiled at the girl, and then turned to leave. The girl was beautiful, but they were merely strangers to each other, passing by in this city where one constantly encounters and parts ways with countless strangers every day.
He had taken a few steps when Liu Wentian suddenly heard a somewhat frivolous voice laughing, "Haha, little sister, with your beauty, why bother earning these few 5 to 10 yuan here? Come play with brother tonight, and brother will give you a few hundred, much better than this!!"
Liu Wentian turned back, and a few men with dyed hair, looking like bad elements of society, stood in front of the girl, one of them with sneaky eyes teasing her.
The guitar bag containing money was already kicked aside by them.
The girl's fair face displayed panic and she timidly said, "No... sorry, I don't want to go out with you. Although it's not much money, I am already satisfied."
The man gave the girl a disgusting smirk, scanned her body, then fixed his stare on her face, "Haha. You're satisfied with this? If you follow brother, brother can make you satisfied every day, satisfied to the point of ecstatic bliss!!"
The people by his side, hearing this, also laughed creepily.
"Little sister, Brother Zhu is very strong, guaranteed to thrill you."
"That's right. Then you'll be satisfied every day, crying out in satisfaction. Haha."
The few passersby who had initially been listening to the girl sing, seeing these ferocious thugs appear, didn't think twice before they fled, clearly afraid of causing trouble.
The girl, her face turning red with anger, thought to collect her belongings and leave, but then one of the men grabbed her guitar. Laughing, he said, "Little sister, don't go, tonight the brothers will show you the adult world."
"Give it back!!" The girl clearly wasn't adept at arguing, and her passive character left her unsure what to do. She tried to snatch back the guitar, but was surrounded by the others.
At that moment, her eyes reddened with urgency, almost brought to tears by her anger.
The one called Brother Zhu, with a grin, said, "Why is little sister crying? Yo, this pretty little face of yours is so tender and lovely, even your crying gets my heart racing. Do you want to hit me? Are you very angry? Come on, touch brother's face with your tender little hands, oh wait, my face is here for you to hit."
After he said this, he sneered and stretched his face in front of the girl with a lewd expression.
A hand suddenly appeared, and with a slap sound, Brother Zhu was struck so hard that his head reeled!!
"Motherfucker, you little brat dare to hit me?? Do you know who I am??"
Brother Zhu staggered, finally not feeling so dizzy anymore, and he stared at the suddenly appearing Liu Wentian and roared.
Liu Wentian, with an innocent look, said, "Wasn't it you who asked to be hit?"
"Did I ask you to hit me? I told this pretty little lady to hit me! You little brat are definitely dead!!" Brother Zhu exploded in rage.
"Oh, so it wasn't me you wanted to hit," Liu Wentian's face showed a suddenly enlightened look, followed by another backhand slap, causing Brother Zhu to stagger and nearly fall.
Liu Wentian sneered, "I just wanted to hit, is that not allowed?"
Brother Zhu coughed up two blood-stained yellow teeth, yelling, "Fuck! What are you idiots standing around for? Attack! Beat this little brat to death!!"
His four followers immediately charged over, but before they could even throw a punch or make a move, all were slapped dizzy by Liu Wentian.
Liu Wentian was incredibly fast, so fast that they couldn't even dodge in time, and each of their faces received Liu Wentian's slaps.
Liu Wentian fiercely slapped them one by one, saying, "That's for harassing people! That's for your audacity! That's for your satisfaction!"
The four followers quickly had their faces swollen and bruised, beyond recognition. Seeing Liu Wentian turning his gaze back to himself, Brother Zhu panicked, "Big... brother, stop, please, I was out of line, I deserve to die, please spare me."
He never expected that such a seemingly cultured youth would be so ruthless, each slap hitting as if trying to kill, he was even crueler than themselves!! Who really was the thug here?
He also felt extremely unlucky. Just as he set his eyes on such a pretty girl, why did he have to run into such a fierce person?
Liu Wentian coldly commanded, "Get lost!"
Brother Zhu, as if pardoned, said, "I'm going, I'm going!!"
After saying that, he and his followers ran off as if for their lives.
"Thank you." The girl approached and said thanks, looking at Liu Wentian with a curious gaze.
This man didn't seem particularly strong, so how could he be so formidable? But unlike others who would have just walked away upon seeing these bad men, he came back to help her. The girl realized that without him, she might have been in trouble tonight.
Liu Wentian thought for a moment and said, "It's best not to come to this place to sing anymore, to avoid those people from earlier causing you more trouble next time."