"These clothes are all name brands, feel his body for any money."
"Cut the crap!" Another male voice came through: "Keep hitting him, until he cries out for his mom and dad, you nosy little bastard!"
"Strip him of his clothes and pants, and hang him on the flagpole outside Wanyuan City!"
As the words fell, a bout of sleazy laughter guffawed.
Tang Li had just arrived at the alley entrance when she heard a boy scream in agony.
With the faint street light, she could see the scene inside the alley: a few teenagers with multi-colored hair—clearly, small-time hooligans—stood among heaps of trash cans at the end of the alley. One of them was pulling at a child’s collar, pinning him against the wall, and slapped the child hard twice.
"Son of a bitch! Made you bite me! I won’t stop until I’ve knocked all your teeth out, and then we’ll share a last name!"
Song Jingtian’s delicate little face instantly bore the mark of five fingers.
He kicked and struggled, but couldn’t escape the grasp of the other.
Thug: "I’ll kill you, you little bastard!"
"What are you doing!" A clear and melodious female voice suddenly came from the entrance of the alley: "Stop it now, or I’ll call the police!"
A ferocious barking followed.
The hooligans turned their heads—
Seeing a girl, young in age, one of them smirked: "Yo, so the dog actually brought reinforcements. Boys, looks like we’ve got some extra fun tonight."
"First, let’s skin that dog and make a dog meat soup!"
Before the sentence was fully uttered, the girl, leading the dog, disappeared at the mouth of the alley.
Song Jingtian had recognized Tang Li, and just as a flame of hope was kindled in his heart, Tang Li, with "Tiger Whip," ran off without a trace, infuriating him as the hooligans held him by the collar, puffing and glaring.
He helped her whenever she was in trouble.
Now that he was getting beaten up, she fled faster than a rabbit!
Preferring to rescue "Tiger Whip" rather than him!
As the hooligan’s hand was about to slap him again, a piercing whistle sounded from the entrance of the alley.
Rushing into the alley were three security guards wielding electric batons.
One of the guards was blowing the whistle.
Another pointed at them, warning loudly: "What are you up to?"
As the security approached, the small-time hooligans scattered in panic, knowing they couldn’t stand against grown men, and fled in all directions.
Tang Li returned to the grimy alley, still catching her breath.
Luckily, there was a big hotel nearby. When the lobby manager heard her say that some hoodlums were beating up a child, he immediately had the security guards come over to help.
As the security guards chased after the hooligans, only Song Jingtian was left sitting on the ground.
Tiger Whip, seeing its owner, dashed over immediately.
Song Jingtian held the Corgi in his arms, allowing Tiger Whip to frantically lick his face. Just as he sighed, he looked up and saw Tang Li approaching.
Thinking how this woman ignored someone in mortal peril, he immediately turned his head away.
Tang Li looked at his bruised face, guessing he had taken quite a beating, and squatted beside him, asking: "Why are you here alone with a dog? Where’s your family who came out with you?"
Song Jingtian didn’t answer.
Letting go of the Corgi in his arms, he tried to stand up by supporting himself off the ground.
But he fell back down halfway through.
"..." Tang Li reached out to him, and seeing that he wasn’t cooperating, she had no choice but to explain: "Five or six thugs, me being a woman alone, I definitely couldn’t beat them without finding help."
Song Jingtian listened and finally softened his sullen expression.
He allowed her to help him stand.
After Tang Li checked his facial injuries, she asked again: "Where did your parents go?"