"I have a little donkey that I never ride..."
Tong Mo hummed the tune while riding her bike through the alley.
At that moment, a few street thugs with a menacing air blocked her path, brandishing sticks.
Because they appeared so suddenly, Tong Mo braked hard and stared at them, her tone sharp, "Where did you come from? Haven’t you heard that good dogs don’t stand in the way?"
"Babe, I’ve taken a fancy to you, come play with big bro!"
The thugs approached her with evil grins on their faces.
Any other girl would have screamed in fear by now, but Tong Mo looked at them playfully, moving her lips and smiling at the thug who had spoken, "So because you fancy me, I should play with you?"
"I’ve set my sights on your ancestors, should I go dig up their graves so your forefathers can keep me company?" Tong Mo chewed her bubble gum, propped herself on one foot on the bike, and looked at them lazily.
The thugs were initially stunned, and it took them a few seconds to react, after which they became furiously angry.
"Damn! I’ve seen the arrogant but never this arrogant!"
"Brothers, let’s do this, wreck her first, then ruin her face!"
The thugs made their move, swarming towards Tong Mo all at once.
"Looking for a fight? Who’s afraid of whom!" Tong Mo immediately ditched her bicycle, assuming a fighting stance, and looked confidently at the hooligans.
Heh, was she, the mighty black belt, supposed to be afraid of them?
Tong Mo had overestimated herself.
She actually couldn’t beat them!
This was indeed embarrassing.
Facing the sinister smiles of the thugs, Tong Mo kept retreating until, with a gulp, the next second the alley echoed with her deafening scream, "Mommy, help!"
After the shout, Tong Mo greased the soles of her shoes and took off towards the broader avenue, abandoning her bike.
So, a strange scene unfolded on the street.
A girl in a blue woolen sweater with her hair in a high ponytail was running wildly, screaming "Help!"
Behind her, seven or eight shady-looking thugs were in hot pursuit.
Ironically, these thugs couldn’t even outrun a teenage girl.
This road was secluded, with practically no one around, so Tong Mo’s cries for help were futile.
Ironically, Li Zijue was on this road.
His secretary was the driver, who first noticed Tong Mo, "Young Master, that girl running up ahead seems to be Miss Tong."
"Is that so?" Hearing this, Li Zijue immediately shut the laptop he was working on and looked up ahead.
With just one glance, he recognized the girl as Tong Mo.
When he saw the thugs behind her, his sharp brows immediately knitted together, and he commanded in a cold voice, "Drive over quickly, rescue her."
The secretary stepped on the accelerator. "Yes, Viscount!"
The car shot off like an arrow loosened from a bow, then swerved to a stop between Tong Mo and the thugs.
"Big brother or sister, whoever you are, help me!!!"
As soon as Tong Mo saw someone had come to help, she hurried over and knocked on the car window.
She wanted to see whether it was a man or a woman inside, but after planting her face against the window and looking in for a long time, she couldn’t make out anything.
The windows of the car were made of a special material; only the people inside could see out, while those outside couldn’t see in.
So inside the car, Li Zijue watched the girl foolishly press her face to the window looking inside, and he couldn’t help but laugh. He ordered his secretary, "Go take care of those thugs."