Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When the Tuesday self-studying session ended at nine, Wen Nian rode her bicycle home as usual.
To save money, the Wen family rented a place in a residential area located in an alley. It took a few minutes to get there by bicycle from the main road. A lamp on the alley road had been destroyed during a fight some time ago and had not been repaired yet. As a result, it was always dark.
As Wen Nian couldn’t see the road clearly and there were many small forks, she was worried that someone would suddenly run out and bump into her. She didn’t dare to ride fast and could only ride slowly under the moonlight. It wasn’t until she was just two meters away from the three men standing in a row in front of her that she saw them.
Wen Nian stopped the bike. She glanced at them and confirmed that she had not seen them in her previous life.
The man with a buzz cut in the middle took a few steps forward with his hands in his pockets and sized Wen Nian up. When he saw her face, his eyes revealed a hint of surprise. After confirming that she was the person he had seen in the photo yesterday, he said in a frivolous tone, “Little girl, why are you out so late after school? It’s not safe to be on the road alone. I’ll send you home from now on.”
Wen Nian parked her bike and stretched her wrist. She spoke calmly, “You just need to step aside. I can go home by myself.”
The buzz cut man approached Wen Nian with a smile. “Don’t be so polite with me.”
As soon as the buzz cut man finished speaking, he wrapped his hand around Wen Nian’s shoulder.
Wen Nian had already given him a warning, so she didn’t bother to stop him as he charged at her. With her left hand, she pressed down hard on the palm of her right shoulder. As she turned around, she quickly straightened the buzz cut man’s arm and raised her right elbow to hit the joint of his elbow.
“Ah!”
The buzz cut man screamed in agony, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking.
When the two sidekicks saw their boss being beaten up, they stepped forward and tried to grab Wen Nian’s arm.
Wen Nian had aimed in the right direction and kicked the buzz cut man’s butt, causing him to stumble forward and collide with one of the hooligans with blond hair. The blond man quickly dodged to the side, causing the buzz cut man to lose his balance and take a few steps before regaining his footing. The pain in his hand intensified once again.
Wen Nian saw another man with tattooed arms rush towards her, attempting to grab her arm. In response, she quickly formed her fingers into a claw shape and at lightning speed, accurately grabbed the man’s weakest spot: his throat. Applying just 30% of her strength, she made it difficult for the man to breathe, leaving him immobilized with fear.
The buzz cut man, unable to use his right hand due to the fracture, picked up a wooden stick from the roadside and collaborated with the blondie to sneak attack Wen Nian from behind.
Wen Nian’s ten years in prison were not in vain, as her intuition was like that of a third eye. The moment the wooden stick was about to smash down, she quickly dodged behind the tattooed man.
The tattooed man coughed a few times. Before he could recover, he was hit in the head again. Although the buzz cut man stopped in time, he could not help but feel a little dizzy and his body collapsed to the ground.
Wen Nian first found an opportunity to throw the blondie over her shoulder. Then, she kicked the buzz cut man in the groin. Taking advantage of the fact that he had fallen to the ground and could not get up, she picked up the wooden stick that had fallen to the side and pressed it tightly against his throat.
The buzz cut man, seeing the murderous intent in Wen Nian’s scarlet eyes, broke out in a sweat and was so frightened that he begged for mercy. He realized that she was a female devil who truly dared to kill him. He hastily used his left hand to block the wooden stick and said, “Heroine, spare me! I was wrong! I won’t dare to do it again!”
The buzz cut man was a street thug used to fighting, but he had never dared to cross the line into taking a human life. Despite this, he trembled in fear when faced with the ruthlessness of Wen Nian, who continued to apply pressure, seemingly ignoring his pleas for mercy.
The blondie endured the pain all over his body and sat up. Seeing that one had fainted and the other one was almost out of breath, he did not dare to launch another attack. He was so frightened that he only dared to shout at the top of his lungs, “Help! Murder! Police! Police, help!”
Wen Nian had experienced countless big and small battles and could be considered someone who knew how to defend herself. Even the prison boss had never beaten her into submission; it was always the prison guards who intervened. Through these fights, Wen Nian had learned many small fighting techniques, often attacking the weaknesses of the human body with fast and ruthless moves.
After all, those people would not give her time to calm down. Hence, Wen Nian did not waste her moves in a fight. Every move was fatal.
Wen Nian only came back to her senses when she heard the word “police”. She loosened her grip and slowly stood up to get her bicycle with a cold expression. Then, she rode past a few people as if nothing had happened.
The buzz cut man took a deep breath of fresh air and watched Wen Nian’s disappearing figure in the night with horror in his eyes. It was the first time in his life that he had felt so close to death. He covered his neck with both hands and thought to himself that Wen Nian was too scary. He decided that he would get someone to refund the money the next day. This was a job she couldn’t take.