Ji Yang pushed Liu He away and resumed his cold demeanor.
"My brother likes you, and besides, I'm not into young girls... If you insist on staying here, I'll get another room..."
Ji Yang put on his coat and was about to leave.
Chen Chu hesitated at the door for a moment, secretly pleased, and inwardly shouted that Ji Yang was a good friend. Then, he nimbly ran back to his door and slipped into the house like a fish.
However, he was still secretly observing what was happening outside.
"No need, you don't need to leave! I'll leave!" Liu He finished dressing and silently walked out of Ji Yang's door.
In the empty room, Ji Yang lit a cigarette and smoked it dejectedly. Many young girls had confessed their feelings to him, but they were just young girls. He felt it was unrealistic. Besides, he wanted to find a woman who could truly manage a household, like Liu Cui, someone genuinely committed to a life together. As for Liu He, she was just a little girl. How old was she? She was fine for playing around, but completely unreliable.
Ji Yang casually pulled back the curtains. It was already past midnight. This was the time when the girls at the KTV and the train station would get off work. Of course, the girls at massage parlors and hair salons also worked at this time, unless they were busy and had been booked overnight.
Low-level thugs also loitered around during this time. Liu He appeared downstairs, all alone, her solitary and swaying figure looking aimlessly at the dark sky. Many of the neon lights had also been turned off.
Only the cold autumn wind blew against her short hair and chilled her beautiful legs.
Several taxis honked their horns at her as they passed by, and a group of thugs whistled at her from a distance.
Ji Yang narrowed his eyes, exhaled, locked the door, and went downstairs.
While Ji Yang and his group were at the disco, the disco manager had his eye on Liu He and Fang Yangyang, thinking the two girls were quite pretty and innocent. However, since Ji Yang and his group were nearby, the manager didn't make a move.
After all, there were more than a dozen people, and there had just been some trouble. Although Ma Houzi stepped in and resolved the situation, he warned his men to avoid causing trouble in the future, as this was the time to make more money.
With money, one can become a local people's representative or something, take on more construction projects, and in short, make more money to expand further.
Recently, he and Fatty Yin have been busy expanding their businesses. Not only them, but all the other shady characters are also busy with construction projects. Making money by slacking off is slow, but contracting projects is much more lucrative! They take out bank loans to buy land and build houses, buying materials and paying workers on credit. Once the houses are built, they sell them for several times, or even ten times, the price of the land.
Making a fortune by flipping things up is the right way to go. Fighting and killing people? That's so outdated. Fighting and killing for a few customers is child's play they've already mastered…
Or perhaps it's just children playing house. He and Fatty Yin both understood this principle, which is why they've been fighting each other less and less lately.
At this time, Monkey's disco was also close to closing time. A group of people walked out of the disco, humming as they went.
"Brother Ma, there were so many people leaving the disco just now, and they all hailed taxis as soon as they left. I really didn't see those two girls go that way..."
"Damn it!" A short, fat man shook his head. "You're a fucking piece of trash! Didn't I say I was going upstairs to rest for a bit and asked you guys to keep an eye on those two girls for me..."
"Brother Ma, they didn't go it alone, they're all together. I think that guy drinking over there looks pretty tough, doesn't seem like someone you should mess with."
"Get lost... you damn dog!" The short, fat man kicked one of his men. The group of people, having finished their drinks, were wandering the streets again.
The kid who got kicked grinned cheekily and said, "Brother Ma, how about I go back to the disco and get you a dancing girl to cool you off?"
"Get lost! I've had my fill of those sluts. I barely touched them, not even had I put anything in, and they started moaning. It's so fucking fake. They only like decent students these days... Damn, those two were pretty good. Here's what we're saying, you guys go to No. 3 Middle School tomorrow and see if any of the girls are looking for a 'godbrother' type. Pick out a couple of good-looking ones for me..."
"Alright! Brother Ma, I'll call Shao Xiaodong tomorrow. That bastard definitely has some girls on his hands!"
"Get lost! He's ruined all the girls he has. I want fresh, first-hand girls, not ones that Shao Xiaodong has already slept with. Oh, and I heard that bastard got beaten up. Damn! Even that slippery guy gets beaten up sometimes... Haha..."
As the group was talking, one of them, with sharp eyes, pointed ahead and said, "Brother Ma, look at that woman! Damn! Isn't she the one you spotted at the disco? Damn, Brother Ma, are you destined for her?"
The short, fat man squinted at her, paused for a moment, then slapped his thigh and shouted, "That's her! Damn it, chase her! Catch her!"
"Alright!" The group rushed forward, and the chaotic sound of running brought Liu He back to her senses. She saw a group of six or seven teenagers rushing towards her, and she instinctively ran forward, screaming twice in fright.
"Stop! I'm calling you! Girl, stop right there! What's up?"
Liu He wasn't stupid; what good could happen in the middle of the night? Her legs went numb as she ran forward, but how could she outrun these boys? She had only run a few dozen meters when a short but incredibly fast boy grabbed her arm.
They then grabbed her, and two other people came over and grabbed her other arm.
At this moment, the short, fat man caught up, panting, and lifted Liu He's chin with his chubby hand.
"Holy crap! She's fucking gorgeous, sis, you should date me."
"No way!" Liu He glared at them and immediately refused, her body trembling slightly as she sensed that these people had ill intentions towards her.
"Damn it! Brother Ma has plenty of women he wants. He's got his eye on you, and you're not even giving him the time of day?" A long-haired boy raised his hand to slap Liu He.
The fat, dark-skinned man cursed and told him to get lost.
He grinned and said to Liu He, who had straightened her neck, "Okay, little sister, you're really something. I like you just the way you are. Don't worry, as long as you're with me, I'll definitely treat you well. I saw you adding me at the disco earlier. I really like you. I didn't expect to run into you again. What does this prove? It proves we're destined for each other, right? Haha. Let me tell you, I'm not short of money. If you want to be my wife, just tell me what you want to eat and wear. If you want to beat someone up, just say the word. You can break their arms or legs with just one word, little sister. What do you think, little sister?"
The chubby, dark-skinned man sized up Liu He with a smile, growing more and more fond of him, his mouth practically watering.
"Little sister, we're really meant to be, really..."
"Not so great? I don't know you! I'm not going to be your wife! If you dare touch me, I'll kill myself!"
"Haha! Who the hell are you trying to scare? Fine, I'll fucking fuck you right now, you can fucking kill yourself! I'll fuck you!" The fat black man waved his hand: "Take her away, I'll fuck you, you still dare to resist? Strip her into the alley and cut her off, rip her off and gag her..." The fat black man's eyes widened.
His neck bulged with excitement, making it appear even thicker than before, and the glittering gold necklace around his neck stood out conspicuously.
The group led Liu He into the alley. Hancheng was also underdeveloped, with some shantytowns even in the city center. Dark alleys were everywhere, and cries often came from here in the middle of the night, but no one cared.
Ordinary people prefer to avoid trouble. When they call the police, by the time the police arrive, everything that needs to be done has already been done, and they still have to take a statement from the person who called the police, which can take up half the night.
Unless it's a major case like murder or robbery, don't call the police for minor cases. Calling the police will only make things worse for you. They can't solve the case at all, and they'll just choke you up and let slip that it's lunchtime or your car is out of gas, which means they want money. The case won't be solved, the losses won't be recovered, and you'll still have to give these guys some money...
Liu He tried to shout, but her mouth was covered by someone's hand. With tears in her eyes, she suddenly opened her mouth and bit down, screaming for help.
The thug's hand was bitten and bled. He slapped Liu He across the face, and half of her face felt hot and swollen. The pain made her tears flow even more, and she didn't dare to scream.
The fat, dark-skinned man cursed, "Damn it, go easy on my wife, you bastard..."
However, it was precisely Liu He's shout that Ji Yang, who was two alleys away, heard the shout and ran over. He saw Liu He being pressed against the wall, sobbing, but his denim shorts and underwear had already been pulled down.
The fat, dark-skinned man reached down and touched her thigh.
Are you even human?!
Ji Yang coldly retorted and rushed over in a few steps.
"Damn it! Who are you fucking talking to?"
Two thugs rushed at Ji Yang, but he knocked them down with two punches and a kick.
The remaining thugs pulled out machetes from their backs, pointed them at Ji Yang, and cursed, "You son of a bitch, do you even know who we are?"
"Ji Yang... save me..." Liu He was already crying uncontrollably, struggling as a thug grabbed her arm.
The fat, dark-skinned man waved his hand, stared directly at Ji Yang who rushed in front of him, and said loudly, "Brother, do you know who I am?"
"I don't care who you are!" Ji Yang came over and kicked him. The speed was fast and the force was great. Although the fat man was not tall, he weighed 150 or 160 pounds. Ji Yang kicked him three or four meters away. His feet slid on the ground and then he fell to his knees with a thud, clutching his stomach in pain.
"Damn it! Slash him, slash him to death!" the fat black man shouted, and the group of thugs swung their machetes and slashed at Ji Yang.
However, these people don't behead others. Although they are thugs and often fight, they usually use knives to chop rather than stab people with sharp knives, and they would rather use sticks than knives.
Because a stick can knock a person down in a few blows, at most causing broken bones. A machete can also kill, but the machete is less likely to be sharpened, so it is usually used to cut the shoulder, thigh, back, and arm, so as not to kill the person.
Stabbing someone with a sharp knife is even more dangerous. Thugs who frequently get into fights usually only stab people in the thighs or stomachs, avoiding vital areas. If someone actually kills someone, things get serious. If the boss has to pay hundreds of thousands to settle the matter, he'll have to sell you out to save the king.
Ultimately, when it comes to life, it's all about money. Fighting is also about money. If you kill someone, you settle it privately with the patient's family, giving them 100,000 or 200,000 yuan, and then give the police another 100,000 or 200,000 yuan. That's considered the end of it.
So, thugs usually don't scare people to death in a fight. They just slash a few times to scare them. If that doesn't work, they'll slash a couple more times. Most people are done for once they see blood. Very few are that brave and reckless.
They thought they could take Ji Yang down with a few slashes, but when four or five men attacked Ji Yang, they only managed to give him two bloody cuts on his arm. Ji Yang then grabbed a knife and swung it twice at the head of one of the boys.
After taking down one of them, the other thugs were stunned. Ji Yang then delivered three more stabs to the thug he had just knocked down, and blood spurted out, spraying all over Ji Yang's face.
Ji Yang tossed his long hair and approached them step by step, his eyes fixed on the fat, dark-skinned man.
The chubby man's legs were a little weak, and he felt too weak to run. Looking at Ji Yang, he said in a trembling voice, "This, brother, we don't have any grudges. That girl is your girlfriend, so I won't touch her, okay? Let's, let's be friends..."
"Make friends? Make your mother's ass!" Ji Yang rushed forward and swung his knife, but a thug blocked the fat man's way. Ji Yang grabbed him by the collar and stabbed him twice in the stomach.