Chapter Thirty-One: A Shot in the Dark

  The sharp-mouthed man was taken aback when he heard this, it was the first time he had seen someone so straightforward. Another bald-headed man who squeezed out with him poked him and said, "Xiao Qiang, since when did you become so timid? He's just one person, what are we afraid of?" After that, he also looked at Ling Fei with disdain.

  Ling Fei smiled politely at him.

  It's not funny, but when he smiles, that bald head gets even more energetic. Looking at Ling Fei, who seems harmless, his arrogant and domineering air rises a few degrees; "Kid, my brothers are handling business here, you'd better roll away quickly."

  Ling Fei smiled and nodded slightly. He didn't say a word.

  "This time not only did Baldy get angry, but also Xiaoqiang with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks cursed out loud; 'Damn it, I thought it was some kind of mixed breed, turns out to be a soft-boiled egg, a pale face, get lost!'"

  Ling Fei slightly furrowed his brow and finally moved, startling Xiao Qiang to retreat several steps back.

  "What are you going to do?!" Xiao Qiang asked boldly as he saw that others didn't move and Ling Fei was also fine.

  Ling Fei squatted down and picked up the brick that had just knocked down the first thug, the white brick stained with blood looked a bit terrifying. Ling Fei weighed the brick in his hand, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Xiao Qiang.

  "You've been calling for so long, aren't you tired?" Ling Fei said with a hint of smile in his eyes, enunciating each word slowly.

  Xiao Qiang saw Ling Fei weighing a brick in his hand, with a provocative tone, his face sank, looking at the little brothers behind him who were eager to try, he sneered; "Kid, you want to show off? Do you have the strength to show off with me?"

  Xiao Qiang loudly finished saying this sentence, and the next moment he closed his mouth.

  "Whether you have the strength or not, try it and you'll know." Ling Fei threw down a sentence, the brick in his hand suddenly flew out of his hand, slapping towards Xiao Qiang's face. His body also moved with the brick, his fist mixed with the whistling wind, hitting that bald head.

  "Ah!" Xiao Qiang felt something was off the moment he heard Ling Fei speak, his long-cultivated vigilance causing him to shift his body slightly to the side, dodging the brick that was slapped towards his face. However, the brick still hit his shoulder, sending his body stumbling and sitting down on the ground with a thud.

  "Ow!" Xiao Qiang covered his sore shoulder, with tears welling up in his eyes, and took a deep breath.

  Just as he raised his head, Ling Fei's fist had already struck the bald man's face, sending him flying into the crowd, knocking over three or four thugs.

  The scene suddenly became chaotic, some hot-headed thugs couldn't wait to throw punches and kicks at Ling Fei, and even some people pulled out knives.

  Ling Fei immediately retreated several steps back, avoiding their line of sight.

  Xiao Qiang saw that things were not going in his favor, so he gritted his teeth and stood up, pushing aside a few thugs before running against the crowd towards the other end of the alley.

  Just a few steps away, I saw two thugs holding a woman. The woman had already been knocked unconscious, her head drooping down, and her long hair covered her face, making it impossible to see her features. However, the woman's figure was perfect, with plump and slender legs, high and protruding chest, and a slim waist that could be grasped in one hand. She was wearing a gray office OL outfit, and one of the thugs was still holding a black bag, which suggested that this woman had just gotten off work before being blocked here by these people.

  Xiao Qiang covered his mouth and looked at the two thugs who were occasionally glancing at the already blocked alley entrance, and said: "You two, take this woman and follow me!"

  Before he could finish speaking, Ling Fei had already taken down a row of thugs and killers, and there were less than ten people still standing, the others all lay on the ground groaning.

  Nature, Ling Fei's body was also covered in wounds, a thug's knife had slashed a bloody gash on his arm, and fresh blood flowed out continuously.

  Ling Fei seemed to have completely ignored them, stepping on a thug's body and walking forward several steps, causing the dozen or so people to immediately retreat in unison.

  "Get out..." Ling Fei said in a cold voice, already enraged.

  Those dozen or so people looked at each other in dismay, hesitated for a moment, and finally felt that it was too frightening to deal with Ling Fei, so they dropped their weapons and ran towards the exit at the other end of the alley without looking back.

  As they ran, the two thugs holding the woman and Xiao Qiang were naturally exposed in front of Ling Fei.

  "Let her go." Ling Fei stared at Xiao Qiang, picked up a three-section switchblade from the ground and said calmly.

  Xiao Qiang just wanted to open his mouth to speak, but only felt a sharp pain, and then knelt down on the ground. Before he could see who had launched a sneak attack on him, he had already fainted from the severe pain.

  The woman pulled back her foot wearing black high heels, taking advantage of the two thugs staring at Ling Fei in a daze, glanced at Ling Fei and ran away without even turning around.

  Not only were the two thugs stunned, but Ling Fei was also stunned. Although he said that his heroic rescue of the beauty was out of sympathy, the beauty was indeed rescued, but this hero didn't even get a thank you...

  With a wry smile, the woman turned her head and took a glance back. Ling Fei could still make out from her outline that she was a beauty.

  "Whatever, saving a beauty is also a contribution to the vast number of wolf friends, but... damn it's unlucky..." Ling Fei said, comforting himself.

  Glancing at the two trembling thugs, he waved his hand impatiently; "Hurry up and leave, don't come out to cause trouble again, I'll let them off this time, I didn't use my full strength..."

  Ling Fei finished speaking and swept his hand across, pointing at the thugs lying on the ground.

  Those two immediately nodded, and didn't dare say another word.

  Just as they were about to call the police, Ling Fei suddenly said a sentence that startled them: "Hey, that yellow hair."

  The punk with yellow hair standing on the left was taken aback, pointing at himself; "B...b...big brother, are you calling me?"

  Ling Fei frowned and said: "Next time you go out, pay attention, your earrings are even worn incorrectly."

  Huang Mao was stunned and touched his own ears, discovering that the earrings on his ears were a female style, he couldn't help but blush, and hastily nodded.

  Ling Fei sighed and touched the wound on his arm that had been scratched, avoiding the thugs on the ground and walking towards the outside of the alley.

  Out of the alley, Ling Fei saw that his bicycle was still there and let out a sigh of relief. He walked forward, straddled the bike, looked at the wound on his arm and the dirty footprints on his body, and thought it would be better not to go back to school for now.

  Just as I was about to turn around and buy something, and also take care of the wound, a soft voice came from afar; "Ling teacher?"

  Ling Fei's body paused for a moment, his feet stomping on the ground, stabilizing his body, and then he turned his head to look back.

  But then she saw Murong Shimei wearing a white long dress walking towards her from afar.

  Ling Fei swallowed hard, glanced at the wound on his arm, and subconsciously thought of leaving, but then felt that it wasn't a good idea, and was momentarily torn.

  Just as he was lost in thought, Murong Shimei had already furrowed her brow and walked closer, took a glance at Ling Fei's wound, immediately covered her mouth, and gently touched it while suppressing the sour feeling in her heart.

  Does it hurt?

  "It's fine... doesn't hurt." Ling Fei replied with a wry smile.

  Murong Shimei's voice trembled with a sigh, and she took out a long handkerchief from her white shoulder bag. She wrapped it neatly around Ling Fei's arm, being extremely careful not to touch his wound.

  Ling Fei looked at Murong Shi's focused expression and felt a slight pang in his heart; "Why are you so good to me..."

  She wrapped her arm around his, Mu Rong Sheng Mei gently brushed away the stray hairs on his forehead and scolded, "How can you be so careless? Didn't you get into another fight again?" This small action was done extremely naturally, just like a loving couple.

  Ling Fei didn't feel embarrassed, chuckled and glanced at the alley not far away, seeing no one came out, he finally felt relieved; "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

  Murong Shimei noticed that Ling Fei had glanced at the alley just now, and also looked over there. She asked curiously: "What's there?"

  Ling Fei was startled in his heart and hastily pulled Mu Rong Shu Mei into his arms, covering up by saying: "Nothing..."

  Murong Shimei leaned into Ling Fei's arms, feeling the warmth of his body and the unique scent of a man. Her pretty face flushed slightly, but she didn't think much about the awkwardness in Ling Fei's words.

  Suddenly, Murong Shimei felt that this posture was too ambiguous. She quietly struggled out of Ling Fei's arms and tidied up his sweater; "I'll go to your house and cook for you today."

  Ling Fei nodded and mumbled in agreement; "En, okay, just right, let me taste your craftsmanship."

  As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it. There were still two women and a child at home. If he brought Murong Shumei back like this, wouldn't that be like running into the muzzle of a gun himself?

  Just as she was about to speak, Murong Shimei's phone rang. She took out a dark red Motorola V8, looked at the number, frowned slightly, apologized to Ling Fei with a glance, and walked towards the street.