Siheyuan: This is really immoral

An extremely loud scream swept through the dark alley, especially the soprano voice which was filled with fear.

Lin Zhuang's car stopped in an instant, and a heart of justice and courage burst out instantly. How could anyone bully a weak woman? !

Lin Zhuang quietly parked the car at the entrance of the alley where the sound came from, looked at the dark alley, and went in without hesitation.

With the help of the light, Lin Zhuang saw two men, one fat and one thin, approaching a tall blond foreigner. The foreigner kept backing away and swinging the bag in his hand forward, trying his best to resist the two men.

"Hehehe, stop struggling. The more you do this, the more excited we both will be. Hahahaha~"

After hearing what the fat man said, the thin man and the fat man looked at each other and laughed, shouting, "Hehehe, that's right, hehehe, Zhugan is right, don't even think about running away today!"

When the two men were talking, the smell from their breath showed that they had drunk a lot, making the alley smell heavily of alcohol.

This foreign woman obviously understood Chinese. She shrank back even more in fear, trying hard to find a sense of security, but was gradually forced into the innermost part of the alley. It was a dead end, and the woman had been forced to the deepest part of the alley.

Seeing that the woman had already touched the last wall of the alley and had nowhere to retreat, the two men, filled with lust, knew that they could become even more rampant. The woman closed her eyes in despair, thinking in her heart that she should protect herself and not provoke them, just as if she had been bitten by a dog and would return home soon...

The fat man and the thin man had already seen that the foreigner had compromised. One of them was rubbing his palms, and the other was untying the belt of his trousers.

However, he didn't know that Lin Zhuang, who had been watching the lively scene in a dark corner for a while, had unknowingly approached the two men slowly and almost stuck to their backs. However, the two men, who were drunk and extremely excited, didn't notice it at all.

Suddenly, Lin Zhuang placed his hands on their shoulders, rubbed their necks with his fingernails, pinched their throats and said sinisterly behind their ears:

"You two, which of your five limbs would you like to keep?"

"Ku~Ku, Ku..."

The blonde woman opened her eyes when she heard the sound and saw someone coming. Hope instantly appeared in her eyes, but she still tried hard to cover her mouth so as not to disturb the two people.

Both the fat and thin man thought they had encountered something unclean. The fat man was so scared that his hair stood on end, his teeth chattered, and he didn't dare to look back.

The thin man calmed down a little, but was still very nervous, and said stutteringly:

"You...are you a human or a ghost?"

Since his body was strengthened, Lin Zhuang had better control over it, and he even made a ghost sound that sounded very much like the synthesized ghost sounds in horror movies.

"Do you think I am a human or a ghost...?"

The fat man's shoulders were trembling noticeably. Under the influence of alcohol on his brain, he had determined that this was not a sound that a human could make. If you looked from the front, you could see tears starting to form on the fat man's face.

The thin guy obviously thought so too, but in his frail body, he was a little braver than the fat guy. He tried to hold back his tears and looked back, only to find that the person who was talking was... a person? A man! Although this man seemed to be too good-looking.

All the fear just now turned into anger. Looking at the fat man who was still scared, he actually pinched his eldest brother and said:

"Bamboo Pole! Don't be f*cking scared, it's a man pretending to be a ghost to scare us!"

The fat man looked back and saw clearly, then he angrily took out a short knife from his waist and shouted:

"Okay, okay, I've been playing with eagles all my life, and I've even had my eyes pecked by an eagle. How dare someone scare me in the territory of the Forty-Nine City? Fatty, get your weapons!"

"Hahahahaha~ Tell me, what are your names?"

The two men pulled out their knives in a serious manner, but Lin Zhuang couldn't help laughing. The fat one is called Bamboo Pole? The thin one is called Fatty?

When these two men saw that they had already taken out their weapons, they dared to laugh at them. The fat man yelled:

"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you insist on breaking in! Remember, my name is Bamboo Pole, and his name is Fatty. We brothers will not let you die with regrets!"

At Zhugan's roar, the two men took out their short knives in tacit understanding and stabbed Lin Zhuang's abdomen at the same time.

"Ah~"

The woman seemed to think that Lin Zhuang would not be able to escape at such a short distance, or perhaps she thought of the tragic situation she was about to face, so she fainted.

Fat Brother and Zhugan watched the knife getting closer and closer to Linzhuang's abdomen. When they saw that it was about to stab him, smiles of success appeared on their faces.

However, they thought their movements were very fast, but in Lin Zhuang's eyes they were just slow motion. He instantly exerted force with his legs and combined with the core strength of his waist and abdomen, he easily avoided the two daggers that were stabbing at him.

At the same time, he pinched their wrists effortlessly with both hands, his fingers slowly exerted force, veins slowly popped out, the strength between his fingers slowly grew, pinching Zhugan and Fatty so hard that it hurt.

"Ah~ah~gently, gently, loosen up, loosen up quickly..."

Ding ~ Ding ~

The two men were smiling grimly just now, but now they were in so much pain that they lost control of their hands and the two knives fell to the ground.

Lin Zhuang quickly kicked the two knives away with his toes, then released the two men and asked, "You...the thin one is called Fatty? And the fat one is called Bamboo Pole?"

The two men covered their painful hands with one hand and looked at each other. They felt that they had met a master, but the alcohol in their heads and the insult in Lin Zhuang's words made them decide to attack again.

The fat man and the thin man approached Lin Zhuang little by little, as if trying to please him. The fat man said, "Brother, I'm Bamboo Pole, and he's Fatty. Let me and your brother explain to you what happened just now..."

It seemed that this was the exclusive code between Fat Brother and Bamboo Pole. They seemed to feel that the distance was enough and they became more confident. They used their uninjured hands to hit Lin Zhuang's temples on both sides.

"Prepare to die! Do you deserve our apology?"

The villain died because he talked too much. Lin Zhuang had a premonition of their little tricks. At the same time, he clenched his fists and pulled them back according to their force. The other two people rushed forward unsteadily.

Lin Zhuang retracted his hand and hit them on the back with his elbow. The huge force knocked the two people who were leaning forward to the ground in an instant.

“Ouch! Ouch~!”

The two of them were indeed a pair, both curled up like shrimps and rolled on the ground.