390: C390 Open the Cheat

C390 Open the Cheat

The three of them also waited for a moment. They were very unwilling to be disturbed at this time, so they gave a look. The robust man was sent out, using his strong body to scare people. He slowly walked towards the motorcycle that was parked not far away from them.

"What are you looking at? There's nothing for you here. If you know what's good for you, just pretend like you didn't see anything and continue driving forward..."

The motorcycle owner seemed to have been warned. He didn't get off the motorcycle and only tilted his head to look at the middle of the vehicle that they were blocking.

Hai Xiaomin clearly realized that the other party was probably her only chance to be saved. Although he was only one person and was likely to be scared away, she could not help but place all of her hopes on the other party.

A fair and slender arm stretched out from the shadow that was blocked by someone and reached towards the motorbike.

"Help! Please save me! Hai Xiaomin screamed at the top of her lungs, but her voice was too hoarse, as if she had only travelled half a distance before disappearing into the wind. She was not sure if the other party had heard her, not to mention the latter half of her sentence was directly covered by her mouth.

Even her own chance to ask for help had been taken away.

Hai Xiaomin desperately clawed out blood on the road. I beg you, I must save her!

"I think I heard a lady asking for help from me?" This was a mellow and rich middle-aged male voice that carried a trace of playfulness and unruliness. It came from beneath the peeping.

"You misheard me. Hurry up and get lost. If you don't get lost, I won't be polite to you!" The robust man felt a little guilty. He waved his arm in a pretentious manner, as if he was about to make a move.

Unexpectedly, the man on the motorcycle ignored his warning. He nimbly turned around and got off the model. "Did you hear me wrong? I'll know when I go over and take a look."

When he was sitting on the motorcycle earlier, the muscular man still felt that something was wrong. He got off the motorcycle and stood in front of him. Only then did he realize that the other party was tall and sturdy, not one bit inferior to him, especially in terms of aura. Just by standing there casually, there would be an invisible aura.

"You..." The muscular man still wanted to say something, but to his surprise, the owner of the motorcycle did not say anything. He raised his hand and swiftly pressed it against the man's neck. The muscular man widened his eyes and fell to his knees.

"Those two little bastards over there, you've made this lady uncomfortable. Why aren't you letting go?" The man coolly untied his gloves and walked over.

The thin man and Spiky were still pressing on Hai Xiaomin. It was only a short while before they did not look back. Who would have thought that when they turned around, they would see the robust man lying motionlessly on the ground!

"Don't come over!" Before they had time to think about what had happened, spiky suddenly stood up and rammed towards the motorcycle owner. However, he was stopped half a meter in front of him, and his arm trembled because of the stalemate.

Upon closer inspection, he was actually holding a small knife in his hand, which was aimed directly at the man's abdomen. However, the wrist of the man holding the knife was grabbed by him. No matter how hard Spiky tried, the tip of the knife could not even reach half an inch.

"Little brat, when I was playing with the knife, you were still in your mother's arms!" The motorcycle owner sneered and cursed. He grabbed the man's hand and twisted it. Spiky let out a miserable scream and the knife fell to the ground.

The motorcycle owner pulled him up on his knee again and pushed him to his lower abdomen. Spiky could not even scream. He held his lower abdomen and bent his body like a shrimp. As the motorcycle owner let go, he fell to his knees in pain.

In the end, the skinny man was dumbfounded. In front of the worry of his life and the choice of lust, he decisively put away his lust and wanted to run.

Hai Xiaomin saw the motorcycle owner take off his helmet unhurriedly. He weighed it in his hand and threw it in the direction of the skinny guy's escape in a handsome manner. "Bang!" Right at the back of his head, spiky perfectly pounced on the ground.

Even though Hai Xiaomin was in a sorry state, she could not help but be stunned at this moment. So powerful, it was as if she had turned on a cheat!

Because the position where the motorcycle owner was standing was exactly the reverse light zone above Hai Xiaomin's head, even if he took off the helmet, she could still admire the beauty of her savior at the first possible moment.

Immediately, she was more aware of her situation. She shivered and curled up her naked body, appearing exceptionally miserable.

After defeating three hooligans, the motorcycle owner was still not satisfied. He took out a cigar and lit it. With his mouth in his mouth, he kicked Spiky, who was lying closest to him, and scolded him while kicking him.

"Bastard, your mother didn't teach you how to sleep with a woman. First, you need to get the woman's permission. Then, you need to find a room with a warm and comfortable bed. It's such a cold day, and you want to sleep with a woman on the roadside? If you don't know how to pick up girls, you might as well go home and be a eunuch! "

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, we won't dare to do it again. Spare me... " The previously arrogant Spiky kept on crying and apologizing.

Listening to these vulgar curses, Hai Xiaomin even wondered if she was really saved. No matter how she looked at it, these two groups of people also seemed to be the same kind of hoodlums and ruffians.

At this time, the motorcycle owner turned his eyes to the poor woman on the ground. He walked over and squatted down. He took off his coat and covered her with it. He gently said, "Help you call the police. And call an ambulance at the same time?"

The bottom of her pants was grabbed by a pale little hand. Hai Xiaomin looked up weakly and her lips moved. "My phone... My phone... Help me get... my phone back..."

However, she did not notice that when the man above her saw her face clearly, the lips of the man with the cigar in his mouth loosened and almost fell to the ground.1

Hai Xiaomin did not finish her words when her eyes closed and she fainted on the spot.

In the morning in Rose Villa, the servants came and went, busy with a new day.

A tall and tall figure stood in front of Hai Xiaomin's door. One hand was inserted into the pocket of her pants and the other hand seemed to hesitate when knocking on the door.

Ling Yao's long eyelashes were lowered. The side of his face was exquisite and three-dimensional, as if it was carefully carved. He thought for the whole night and felt that it was time to speak clearly to Hai Xiaomin face to face!

"Knock, knock, knock ~" Just as he was about to knock on the door for the second time, the door was opened from the inside.

Ian appeared inside the door and faced Ling Yao face to face.

Two seconds of silence appeared between the two of them.

"Did you spend the night here last night?" Ling Yao asked. His tone was unexpectedly calm, as if he was casually asking about the weather today.

Ian was a little confused about this. His heart skipped a beat, and he nodded his head without any abnormalities on his face. "Yes."

According to Ling Yao's experience of losing his mind when he encountered Hai Xiaomin, he should have led his own collar and called his fist over.

However, the expected fury did not appear. Ian's eyes were filled with doubt. Could it be that he had discovered something?

That shouldn't be the case!

When his gaze fell, he saw Ling Yao's tightly clenched fists. Now he finally understood. It wasn't that he wasn't angry, but that he used more reason to restrain himself.

Or perhaps... her importance was no longer as important as before?

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