Shen Qingqing and Fu Jingshu exchanged a glance.
"I'll go down and see."
She opened the car door, but her right hand was held. She turned back to see his cold expression and heard his low voice, "You stay in the car, I'll go see."
With that, his tall figure got out of the car and walked towards the alley.
If it were up to him alone, he wouldn't have gotten out of the car at all. Anyone's cry for help would have meant nothing to him.
But since she had decided to get involved, he couldn't stand by idly.
Suddenly, he heard the faint sound of high heels behind him. He stopped and looked back helplessly to see his young wife standing three steps away, smiling at him.
"Didn't I tell you to stay in the car?"
Shen Qingqing walked forward and linked her arm with his. "With you here, I'm not afraid of anything."
This statement sounded a little false.
Ever since they had met, his young wife had never been afraid of anything. But Fu Jingshu, knowing it was false, still felt pleased. He wrapped an arm around her, holding her tightly by his side.
"No matter what, stay close to me."
He was still worried.
Shen Qingqing nodded obediently, which was rare for her.
The alley was dark and narrow. Just then, a dark cloud drifted overhead, obscuring the only light in the alley. In the darkness, the woman's miserable screams, the men's curses, and lewd remarks intertwined.
"You little slut, screaming won't help you today. You can't escape!"
"Brothers, strip her for me. I love these rebellious little peppers the most."
The men's vulgar words were accompanied by loud laughter.
Shen Qingqing and Fu Jingshu's arrival didn't attract their attention. Shen Qingqing frowned and shouted sharply, "Stop."
They finally stopped their actions and looked at the two of them.
The two figures approached against the light, their faces obscured. However, their figures alone revealed one tall and one slender. The men exchanged glances and all took out their phones from their pockets.
As soon as the flashlights were turned on, the darkness was instantly dispelled, and the alley became as bright as day.
Immediately, someone gasped.
"Holy shit, this woman is really beautiful."
The men instantly lost interest in the woman on the ground and turned their gaze to Shen Qingqing. She narrowed her eyes slightly, a flash of ferocity in their depths.
But her limbs remained relaxed.
Because Fu Jingshu was there.
He took off his coat and handed it to his young wife beside him. He slowly unbuttoned his sleeves, revealing his muscular and sturdy forearms, every line filled with a sense of power.
Coupled with the palpable, oppressive dark aura emanating from him, it was almost tangible.
The men couldn't help but swallow. However, their lust for the beautiful woman eventually outweighed their fear. The leader bit his teeth and waved his hand.
"Charge!"
A group of men rushed forward!
Shen Qingqing, with agile footwork, weaved through the crowd and reached the woman on the ground. The woman sat huddled in a corner, hugging her arms and curling her legs, trembling.
"Are you alright?"
She couldn't see the woman's face or her condition. She only saw her disheveled clothes and didn't know if she had been violated.
The woman trembled and remained silent.
Shen Qingqing instinctively reached to drape the clothes she was holding over her. Then she remembered it was her man's jacket.
She paused for a moment, took off her own jacket, and draped it over the woman's shoulders. She then put on her man's jacket.
She was considered tall, but the man's suit still reached below her hips, making her look like a child wearing an adult's clothes.
The jacket still carried the lingering warmth of the man, truly warm.
The woman slowly raised her head and whispered something.
Shen Qingqing didn't hear clearly. She crouched down and asked, "What did you say?"
"Aren't you worried about him?"
This time, she heard clearly.
Shen Qingqing, maintaining her posture, turned to look at Fu Jingshu. He calmly moved among several men. These men were also tall and strong, appearing quite fierce.
But in Fu Jingshu's hands, they seemed like puppets at his mercy.
They looked clumsy, constantly groaning.
"Ouch, why are you hitting me?"
"Holy shit, you're talking about me!"
"I didn't mean to!"
Fu Jingshu leisurely played with them with ease. When he had finally had enough, a hint of seriousness finally appeared in his nonchalant eyes.
Shen Qingqing withdrew her gaze, picked up a pebble from the ground, and threw it backward without looking!
A scream was heard.
The man who attempted a sneak attack was hit in the knee and fell to the ground with a thud. The impact of his knee against the ground made a sharp sound, making it sound painful even to hear.
Shen Qingqing placed her hands on her knees, preparing to stand up, when she suddenly felt a chill near her ear.
When danger approached, the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end in an instant!
Without thinking, she dodged to the side.
She took a step back, quickly stabilized herself, and her sharp gaze saw the seemingly weak woman, who had been crying just moments before, now with a cold expression, a thin blade held between her fair fingertips.
Under the moonlight, the blade glinted with a cold light.
Shen Qingqing raised her hand and touched her neck. It was a little warm, and her fingertip was stained with a trace of red. "I didn't expect you to be so convincing."
Even she had been fooled.
She had originally thought that the thugs were sent by someone to cause trouble deliberately, but she hadn't expected that the troublemaker would be this seemingly weak and easily bullied woman!
The woman's face was expressionless. She was still draped in a woman's jacket. With a slight movement of her back foot, she darted out like lightning!
Shen Qingqing quickly retreated. She watched as the thin blade, manipulated by the woman, left a wound wherever it passed.
Even the wall or the wooden post in front of her.
The blade, though thin, was very sharp.
"Who are you?"
The woman didn't answer, attacking silently, each move a deadly one.
Shen Qingqing's last shred of patience ran out. She quickly changed her tactics, shifting from purely defensive to purely offensive. She lacked a sharp weapon, and facing cold steel put her at a slight disadvantage.
But it didn't matter. Her skills were better than the woman's. While she couldn't subdue her in a short time, she wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
The woman was surprised by her prowess. Her expressionless face finally showed a flicker of emotion, and her killing intent intensified. At some point, she suddenly changed her moves.
She was going for a mutual destruction, attacking without defense.
Shen Qingqing would not allow it. Before she could devise a counter-strategy, Fu Jingshu appeared behind the woman silently.
The woman sensed danger and tried to turn to block, but was kicked heavily in the chest!
Her slender body immediately flew through the air, smashing against the wall, and then she fell to the ground, coughing and unable to get up for a long time.
Shen Qingqing whistled, "Well done."
But when she turned around, she saw Fu Jingshu staring intently at her—her neck.
She instinctively raised her hand and covered the wound.
The wound was not large, but it was deep and continued to bleed. She didn't feel much, but the bright red on her fair skin was shocking.
Only Fu Jingshu knew that he took out a handkerchief from his pocket to cover her wound, then turned towards the woman in the corner.
Shen Qingqing turned her face away, unable to bear to watch.
A scream came from behind!
Then steady footsteps approached, and she was pulled into a warm and broad embrace. "Let's go home."