Xiang Yu hadn't expected Fang Rong to come out on her own, which was beyond his expectation.
"Let me go, let me go..." Fang Rong, carried on someone's shoulder, panicked and lost her sense, then started struggling and screaming loudly. The two men, however, paid her no heed and hurriedly moved forward.
As soon as Xiang Yu saw the two men appear, he knew something terrible was happening. He wanted to chase after them, but suddenly someone grabbed his arm.
"You sick pervert, thinking of slipping away now? Too late," the person yelled.
Young people, in front of their girlfriends, always have courage. Xiang Yu didn't want to tangle with him and shook off his arm, preparing to move forward, when the college student stubbornly grabbed his collar again.
Seeing Fang Rong about to be taken away, Xiang Yu grew anxious. Instinctively, he grabbed the man's hand and twisted hard. There was a snap—probably a break. The college student screamed in agony, then finally let go.
