A silver-white van approached from a distance. Lin Li was driving, following the location information Su Yue had sent to arrive at their destination.
The streetlights cast a dim yellow glow as he parked the van at the park’s entrance.
After parking, Lin Li was about to call Su Yue to come out. He had just pulled his phone from his pocket and was about to dial.
Just then, he glanced into the park, slipped his phone back into his pocket, then opened the car door, got out, and ran quickly into the park.
Not far from the park entrance, Su Yue was being harassed by a drunk, greasy-haired young man.
She heard him say that if she just gave him her contact information, he would stop bothering her, but how could Su Yue ever compromise with such a scoundrel?
"I’m warning you one last time. Get out of my way right now, or I’m calling the police."
Su Yue issued a final warning to the drunkard in a stern voice. At the same time, she took her phone out of her bag, making a show of calling the police.
"Don’t call the police."
Seeing Su Yue about to call the police, the drunk, greasy-haired young man panicked and actually reached out to snatch the phone from her hand.
When Su Yue saw him reach for her phone, she reacted with lightning speed, taking a step back and dodging his outstretched hand.
The drunk, greasy-haired young man grabbed at empty air. He didn’t give up. He staggered, almost losing his balance and falling, but after steadying himself, he tried to snatch Su Yue’s phone again.
At this moment, Su Yue’s pretty face was frosted with cold anger. Don’t be fooled by how gentle, charming, or playfully mischievous she was with Lin Li; her temper was usually excellent.
In reality, she was only like that for Lin Li. If anyone else dared to be so rude to her, let alone try to lay a hand on her, she would never just sit back and take it.
Su Yue, who had trained in combat, lifted her long, slender leg and decisively kicked the drunk, greasy-haired young man in a critical spot on his lower body.
THUD.
The drunk, greasy-haired young man’s outstretched arm froze in mid-air. He collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Then, he quickly clutched the vital spot Su Yue had kicked. His once-handsome features twisted, his face flushed beet-red, and a world-shaking scream erupted from his mouth.
"AHHHH..."
Su Yue watched the drunkard she had felled with a single blow, listening to his screams without a ripple of emotion. Just as she was about to turn and leave, a familiar voice sounded behind her.
"Su Yue."
Hearing the familiar voice, the frost on Su Yue’s pretty face melted away as if touched by the morning sun.
She turned toward the sound and saw Lin Li staring at her, a look of complete astonishment on his face.
A moment earlier, Lin Li had parked his van at the park entrance, intending to call Su Yue, who was waiting for him inside.
But unexpectedly, before he could even dial, he saw Su Yue being harassed inside the park, and the man was even trying to snatch something from her.
Seeing this, Lin Li naturally couldn’t stand by. He immediately got out of the car and rushed over, intending to teach the bastard who was trying to rob Su Yue a good lesson.
But before he could make a move, he saw Su Yue lift her long, slender leg and deliver a fast, precise, and ruthless blow to her assailant, taking him down in one move.
And mind you, Su Yue was wearing high heels! The power of that kick, amplified by the heels, had at least double the destructive force.
Lin Li stared at the greasy-haired young man on the ground, who was clutching his wounded vital spot, screaming continuously, his body curled up like a boiled shrimp.
Even though he wasn’t the one who had been kicked in that critical spot, he felt a subconscious chill run down his spine.
’That kick was brutal! All those times I’ve playfully messed with her, thank God I never really pissed her off. If she ever did that to me, I wouldn’t be able to take it...’ Lin Li grumbled to himself as he watched Su Yue walk toward him.
"Stop staring. Let’s go," Su Yue said, stopping in front of Lin Li.
"Okay." Lin Li nodded. The two of them turned, left the park, got into the van parked on the roadside, and drove away.
"AHHHH..."
The greasy-haired young man, who had suffered a heavy blow, was still screaming.
He couldn’t help it; the pain was just too intense. He couldn’t stop screaming, as if it were the only way to relieve the agony in his vital area.
A young couple had been "playing" in a bamboo grove in the park. Suddenly hearing screams from a distance, they quickly straightened their clothes and ran toward the sound to see what was happening.
When they saw a man lying on the ground, his face contorted in pain, they walked up and asked with concern, "Hey, are you okay?"
"Ambulance... quick... call an ambulance for me..." the greasy-haired young man said weakly, his forehead covered in a cold sweat.
The girl quickly pulled her phone from her pocket to call for an ambulance while her boyfriend looked at the greasy-haired young man and asked.
"What happened? Did you get mugged? Should I call the police?"
Hearing the boy ask if he should call the police, the greasy-haired young man, his features twisted in pain, was startled. He quickly shook his head.
"No, don’t call the police! I wasn’t mugged. I just... I just slipped and fell."