Song Xiang was dragged along the ground by her hair, without any chance of resistance. The strength of the two grown men was too great, and it took no effort to drag her into the inner compartment.
"Don't look at me little bitch, no one is coming to save you."
The two men laughed obscenely, one restrained Song Xiang, and the other tried to reach out and touch Song Xiang's body.
Song Xiang's eyes widened and she tried her best to bite the hand covering her mouth.
"Help!!"
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a bang, and someone knocked open the bathroom door from the outside.
The two men were confused, and Song Xiang himself was also confused.
"What's going on?"
The man who was holding Song Xiang subconsciously let go and looked at each other with his accomplices, looking flustered.
The next second, there was another sound of kicking the door several times in succession.
The door of the compartment was not as strong as the door outside, and the person who kicked it was obviously worried about hurting Song Xiang.
"Get out of here quickly! If you hurt Miss Song, even ten of your lives won't be enough to compensate you!"
Song Xiang fell down on the toilet and moved as far back as possible to prevent the two men around her from jumping over the wall.
She looked at the two of them and took the opportunity to persuade them: "You just took the money, there is no need to gamble the rest of your life. Open the door quickly, I guarantee you will be fine."
The two men were also panicked. They had come here with money to teach this little bitch a lesson, but they were surrounded without even touching her twice.
Song Xiang was right, he wouldn't risk the rest of his life just for some money.
The two looked at each other, one of them grabbed Song Xiang, and the other tried to open the door.
Bang!!
The door bolt had just moved halfway when someone outside kicked the door open.
The people who captured Song Xiang had no chance to use Song Xiang as a hostage. The moment the door fell, the people outside quickly held them down.
Song Xiang was helped out of the bathroom. She thought it was Gu Lian's person, but when she looked up, she felt unfamiliar again.
"Are you...?"
"Brother Song asked us to follow you, but we didn't expect that you would be in danger." The leader bowed deeply, very frightened, "Please forgive me, we really didn't expect it."
Song Xiang was surprised. She didn't expect that it was Yan Song's person. She thought it was a blessing from Yan Han to give her the opportunity to live in Hengshan Residence, but there was actually follow-up services.
The two men who had just attacked her were dragged out. Their faces were already bruised and the corners of their mouths were covered in blood.
Song Xiang pursed her lips, first expressed her understanding to the bodyguards, and then asked them about their solution.
"We will report to Brother Song. Don't worry. If these bastards dare to attack you, Brother Song will at least take one of their hands."
Song Xiang took a breath of air and glanced at the two people beside her who were begging for mercy.
These two people were obviously ordinary gangsters, not the same desperadoes who chased her that night.
"Don't use your hands anymore, beat them and throw them away."
The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, "Sorry, we have to ask Brother Song for permission."
Song Xiang shrugged, "I just made a suggestion."
She is not a Holy Mother, so she does not want to see others suffer, let alone a bastard who attacks her.
It's just that cutting someone's hand off is not as good as killing the other person. Otherwise, it will not only destroy the other person's ability to retaliate, but also add fuel to the fire and increase hatred, which will most likely lead to disaster.
Yan Song was not afraid of death, and no one in the Yan family dared to offend her. She, Song Xiang, was just a nobody, and she didn't want to be stared at by a bunch of gutter people for the rest of her life.
Thinking like this, pain started to feel on my scalp, and all the minor injuries I had sustained during the drag process began to activate.
"Xiangxiang?"
Gu Lian's voice came.
Song Xiang quickly straightened her hair, winked at the people around her, and walked out past the crowd.
Behind them, the cries of ghosts and wolves howling for mercy were interrupted by several sap blows. The Yan family dealt with the matter quickly and ruthlessly.
Song Xiang met Gu Lian at the corner. Gu Lian was half drunk, but he immediately noticed that something was wrong with Song Xiang.
"What happened to your clothes? And your hair...who the hell hit you?!"
Gu Lian was indeed someone who had been around the Fengyue scene for a long time, and he could see the problem at a glance.
Song Xiang pulled her lips, went up and hugged Gu Lian's arm, dragged her out, and talked about what happened just now in an understatement.
Halfway through, Gu Lian couldn't help it anymore.
"You bastard, I'll beat them to death!"
Song Xiangla couldn't hold him back, so she could only run up and hug Gu Lian's waist, and quickly said that the matter had been solved by the Yan family's bodyguards.
Gu Lian still felt unhappy, so she ran to the front desk angrily and smashed her bag out.
The restaurant manager came out and had nothing to say. They were indeed responsible for letting that kind of gangster in and causing personal danger to the customers.
Gu Lian drank again and had a very bad temper. No matter what he said, he couldn't persuade her.
The manager wiped his sweat and almost knelt down. In the end, he paid Song Xiang five thousand for medical expenses and gave him two bottles of good wine. Gu Lian was still dissatisfied, so Song Xiang persuaded him to stop.
"That bitch Yan Yanhan is finally more humane than Lu Zechen, and he knows how to send someone to protect you." After leaving the restaurant, Gu Lian put his arm around Song Xiang's shoulder and said in a daze as the cold wind blew.