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Suddenly, the weight pressing down on her disappeared with a heart-wrenching scream, followed by the sound of fists hitting flesh.
"Who the hell are you? How dare you ruin our fun?! Ouch!" After the loud shout from the thug, a higher-pitched cry of pain followed. The thug who was hit stumbled back several steps, caught by another thug who helped him steady himself.
"Damn it! If I don't show you some colors, you won't know how powerful I am!" The injured thug, unwilling to back down, swung a fist at the newcomer... only to miss completely and have his hands captured instead.
With a forceful grip, the sound of cracking bones echoed as it seemed that the thug's bones were broken. His wretched screams surpassed even his earlier cries.
Chen Li opened her tightly shut eyes in shock, tears streaming down her face as she saw a tall figure bravely coming to her rescue.
One of the thugs, seeing his partner injured, angrily charged at the hero with a knife. However, the brave man seemed to have anticipated the thug's intentions. He grabbed Chen Li's hand, lowered his body, and dodged to the side, causing the thug to miss.
Seizing the opportunity, he kicked at the thug's hand, sending the knife clattering to the ground. In a flash, he threw a punch aimed at the thug's abdomen.
"Ouch! That hurts!"
The thug fell to the ground in pain, clutching his stomach and shouting loudly.
Both thugs lay on the ground, severely injured.
Chen Li's frightened heart began to calm down slightly, but upon seeing the face of her rescuer, she finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.
She collapsed weakly onto the man who had acted bravely.
Before fainting, Chen Li, still somewhat conscious, caught a glimpse of the man's face—a handsome, youthful face.
A sense of reassurance brought a faint smile to Chen Li's lips before she drifted into a hazy sleep.
The sudden downpour caught everyone off guard.
Dark clouds shrouded the sky, and the torrential rain composed a magnificent and powerful symphony for the silent night.
The gloomy weather affected the figure standing by the window. Yan Chengjie stared ominously out at the pouring rain, his gaze fixed on the distant, boundless sky. The entire expanse of sky seemed to reflect the oppressive and eerie mood of the heavens, darkening his own spirits in an involuntary way.
With a Panda Brand cigarette dangling from his lips, Yan Chengjie was enveloped in a haze of white smoke. He walked softly toward the bedside, his deep, shadowy eyes fixed intently on Chen Li, who lay sleeping on the bed.
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