The boy was pulled and staggered, and before he could react, he was pressed to the ground. He looked up at the girl who seemed oblivious to his fate in shock. Just as he was about to speak, a piercing pain shot through his wrist, making him wince and unable to utter a word.
Seeing the boy being held hostage, the others became enraged and began to move forward. Shang Yan led her group back a few steps and punched the boy in the back.
“Don’t come any closer, or I’ll punch him!”
The boy, who was in so much pain that he couldn’t speak, almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he heard Shang Yan say this. He angrily said, “How could you do this! I didn’t even hit you, and you hit me!”
“I didn’t say I wouldn’t hit you. They hit me, so I could only hit you! Tell them not to hit me, and I won’t hit you.”
Shang Yan’s logic was consistent. When she was just rambling on to stall for time, she noticed that the other people were treating this young boy exceptionally well, even a bit politely. They didn’t even reprimand him for revealing the buyer.
Then this boy is not their head, that is, someone close to the head. The wise ancestors once said that to capture the thief, capture the king first.
Sure enough, Shang Shu saw a flash of panic on the faces of those people. They looked at each other and prepared to move forward. Seeing this, Shang Shu’s fist fell hard on the boy.
There were no rules for her punches. She mainly hit a mess, as long as she was strong enough. The boy couldn’t fight his way out of her shackles and had to be beaten. His screams of pain filled the alley, which was quite impressive.
“Fuck your dad! Fuck! Stop hitting me!”
“Go fuck my dad! He’s no good anyway, go ahead if you can handle the old man!”
“Ahhh! Stop hitting him there! Ahhhhh!”
The group couldn’t take it anymore, some even clenching their fists. “Let him go! You little brat, see how we deal with you!”
“That’s right, let him go… let him go! Otherwise we won’t hold back!”
The five voices rose and fell as they rushed forward, and then they saw Shang Yan pull a knife out of her pocket and press it against the boy’s neck. They immediately stopped, too scared to move.
The boy was also terrified, frozen on the ground, afraid that Shang Yan might slip and send him to his death.
This knife was one that Shang Yan had specially brought to school to peel apples. She didn’t eat in the cafeteria, and she couldn’t go hungry at noon, so she ate some fruit. She never expected it to come in handy today.
“If you come any closer, I won’t hold back! I’ll kill him, then you can kill me! One life for one life, come on then!”
Shang Yan could be a PhD in the art of threatening; having roamed the underworld for years, while she couldn’t handle a group fight, she could at least manage to take down an individual.
That Lu guy probably hadn’t made it clear to them that the person they were dealing with was a woman, so these street thugs didn’t intend to beat her to a pulp; they probably just wanted to give her a few slaps with sticks to teach her a lesson.
But her backside wasn’t even healed yet; only an idiot would want to get beaten up!
Seeing the knife, the men dared not approach any further, finally willing to throw aside their batons and stun guns.
Shang Yan watched them warily. “Give me back my phone!”
“Okay, okay, just don’t hurt him.” Scarface glanced at the boy lying on the ground, as if the wounds had struck his face.
He took two steps forward with the phone, but Shang Yan stopped him again. “Don’t come any closer, throw it back here!”
What if he got close and attacked her? She had watched plenty of police dramas and was very safety-conscious. Taking back the phone, Shang Yan put away the knife, opened the camera, and took a picture of the boy on the ground.
“What are you taking pictures of?!”
Shang Yan slapped his hand that was covering his face. “Let go of your hand!”
Then she picked up the knife and waved it around. The boy became obedient. She brushed his hair back and took a close-up photo of his face.
Now things are really messed up. The boy beneath her looks to be about her age, and boys that age are all shameless. If he dares to cause her trouble again, she’ll post this photo online and embarrass him to death!
How insidious! The boy on the ground stared wide-eyed. This was his first mission, and he’d already encountered something like this. How was he supposed to face people after this?
He’d even refrained from attacking because the woman was a girl! It was like his sincerity had been wasted! Ungrateful wretch!
Ungrateful wretch!!!
Seeing that the scarred man was about to move forward again, Shang Yan immediately placed her knife close to the boy’s neck. The boy instinctively shrank back, then cursed, “Get away! Do you want her to beat me up again? You bunch of useless bastards!”
Bang!
Another punch landed on the boy’s chest, causing his face to contort in pain, and he cried out in agony.
Shang Yan slapped him, “Shut up, you’re so noisy! You’re the most useless one. If it weren’t for you, they would have finished beating me up and gone home long ago. Why are you wasting time here?”
Scarface applauded.
Other street thugs: Well said!
Shang Yan glared at the boy irritably and dialed a number on her phone. The boy choked up and turned his head away angrily.
The call was quickly answered, and Shang Yi’s uncertain voice came from the other end, “Hello?”
“Brother, I’ve been surrounded and beaten up. Get a few people to come pick me up, but don’t tell the old man.” If the old man finds out, he’ll scold her for causing trouble again.
Boy on the ground: ? ? How dare you say such a thing?!
Street thug: May Heaven judge the loyal and the treacherous!
The phone was cut off.
Shang Yan sat leisurely on the human sofa with a knife in her hand, just like that, in a stalemate with them. The street thugs wanted to escape, but the important person had been captured. If they left, they wouldn’t be able to explain to their boss, so they could only stand there helplessly.
If their boss found out that they had left their young master here alone and run away, they wouldn’t be lying on the ground tomorrow night.
Oh dear, they now deeply regretted coming on this mission. When their boss assigned the mission, they thought it would be easy and easy to deal with a student, and the money would be good, so they rushed to come.
If they had known it would end like this, they wouldn’t have come. Now their young master was being ridden on the ground by someone else, how could they accept this!
Shang Yan pulled an apple from her pocket, carefully peeling it while warning them, “Since you’re out here to collect money for beatings, don’t act like some gangster boss with a soft spot for others. Hesitating to attack a girl just because she’s a girl is a recipe for disaster.”
Her words resonated with them, leaving the street thugs speechless.
Soon, hurried footsteps echoed in the alley. Shang Yan raised an eyebrow; they were here faster than she expected. At the alley entrance, Shang Yi and several bodyguards appeared simultaneously. Seeing Shang Yan sitting on the ground, they rushed over, their breathing heavy.
His expression was grave, his eyes scanning Shang Yan, checking for injuries. A closer look revealed his hands trembling slightly.
“It’s alright,”
he reassured Shang Yan, as if also reassuring himself, before turning to the street thugs surrounded by bodyguards, his gaze like daggers piercing them.
The boy lying on the ground tried to get up and run away, but Shang Yan grabbed him by the back of his collar and pulled him close. “Where do you think you’re going?”
The boy raised his head in humiliation. “We didn’t even lay a hand on you, why won’t you let us go!”
Oh, so he’s trying to reason with her now? Too late. Where was he when he tried to reason with them earlier? Now that he’s realized he’s at a disadvantage and wants to run away, he’s
not going to get away with it so easily. Shang Yi’s eyes gleamed with a sinister light, and his brows furrowed slightly. He was very displeased with the shouting boy. The boy paused when his gaze met Shang Yi’s, then immediately looked away.
So…so scary, that look seemed to want to kill him.
“Call the police, I’m going to take them all down!”