Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

And at this time.

There were several dark figures wandering over in front of me.

When they saw Song Yunuan, they were stunned.

There were three people in total, one tall, one thin and one fat.

The tall man said, "I drank a little too much today. You two, take a closer look. Is that a little girl?"

"It's a little girl."

"He's very good-looking."

"She's alone!"

"She...she's holding a stick in her hand?"

The fat man laughed loudly: "Isn't that just to build up courage if you don't want to walk at night?"

The thin man narrowed his eyes: "She is coming towards us."

Song Yunuan walked up to the three people with a stick and considered them. They were pure locals. They drank too much and they didn't look good.

Song Yunuan originally wanted to go past them, circle around a few more times, and then go back to sleep if no one came out.

Not surprisingly, he was stopped by these three people with malicious intentions.

Song Yunuan put her hand on the stick and put one hand in her trouser pocket, looking up and down at several people.

The three people were also looking at Song Yunuan.

It happened that there was a streetlight here, so they could see it more clearly, and it looked more beautiful than they had just seen from a distance.

He has bright eyes and white teeth, but it seems a little unnatural to hold a stick.

The tall man asked maliciously: "Little sister, why are you walking on the street alone?"

Song Yunuan glanced at him sideways: "It's none of your business."

The other two laughed.

The thin one said: "Little sister, there is a dance hall in the alley over there. There are many people dancing. Brother, let's take you to dance."

Song Yunuan's eyes lit up: "Ah, it turns out you can dance."

The thin man said, "Yes, I know how to dance. I will teach you."

"What kind of dance can you do?" Song Yunuan asked pretending to be ignorant.

"Three fast, four slow. My brother can also dance disco, jump cha cha cha cha cha..." The thin man gestured while staring at Song Yunuan and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Oh my gosh, she looks so good-looking.

Song Yunuan's voice was clear: "Then you can dance for me."

The three of them looked at each other.

The tall man smiled and stretched out his hand towards Song Yunuan, and said nonchalantly: "Okay, let's go to the dance hall with my brothers. You can dance how you want us to dance. We can also dance cheek to cheek." Dance with clothes, come on, let me touch my face, is it slippery?"

The other two people, one went to the left and the other went to the back.

This is outflanking from front to back.

With smiles on their faces, they never thought about the midnight street where a little girl was holding a stick and talking to them with a smile on the road.

Is this behavior weird?

But he might have sensed something was wrong, but the other person was just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

They are three grown men.

They all came from fighting since childhood.

They are also the ones who are idle and do no good things.

Now he has his own gang.

Among them, the tall one is still a small boss.

He thought he could easily catch the little girl and drag her into the alley.

Thinking of the beautiful scenery that could be seen in a moment, the tall man felt that his breathing was unsteady.

Their drunken eyes were full of malice and their expressions were relaxed.

The tall man was the first to approach Song Yunuan.

He stretched out both hands, ready to hug the little girl. What would it feel like to hold such a beautiful girl in his arms?

The tall guy felt like his mouth was watering.

But the next moment, a stick was pressed against his chest.

So, Lao Qi and Lao Dou, who were leaning against the wall, stared in shock as Song Yunuan beat the three people with a stick until they howled like ghosts.

It's strange, no one can escape.

The three of them knelt on the ground and shouted to the heroine to spare her life. Then they heard Song Yunuan say with a smile: "Don't you want to dance? Come on, come on, do a disco dance for me. If you dance well, I will let you go."

If you don’t jump, fight.

So, the three of them grinned and started to dance disco to Song Yunuan.

All three of them were beaten, and they were definitely not as flexible as usual. They were just like a bunch of demons dancing around. Song Yunuan held the stick and stared closely.

If anyone wants to run away, if the stick is thrown down, that person will kneel on the ground and wail.

Stop watching.

Lao Qi and Lao Dou held their breath and tiptoed forward.

When I was some distance away, I finally dared to breathe, almost suffocating myself.

They say that ginger is still spicier when it is old.

There is some truth to this. Otherwise, if Lao Qi and Lao Dou went out to intercept Song Yunuan, they would definitely fall into a trap immediately.

Suddenly, Song Yunuan narrowed her eyes.

She picked up the stick and warned them sternly: "Squat down on the side of the road. If anyone dares to run, his legs will be broken."

Before she finished speaking, Song Yunuan had already run away some distance.

The three people who were performing a disco for Song Yunuan stood under the street lamp, all with bruises and swollen faces. You looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at the white ghost-like figure.

Run?

My legs were so trembling that I didn't dare to run.

At this time, Song Yunuan did hear the footsteps of Lao Qi and Lao Dou.

Yes, this is the person who follows you.

Lao Qi and Lao Dou did not expect that as soon as they stopped and breathed a sigh of relief, Song Yunuan would rush over.

These two people are different from those three hooligans.

These two old guys have special personalities due to their environment and experiences since they were young, so they naturally react very quickly.

The two men opened the iron cover of the sewer as quickly as possible and jumped in.

When he jumped in, Song Yunuan also arrived.

Because it's summer.

When the sewer cover was opened, a smell came out.

Song Yunuan was forced to take several steps back.

Oh my God!

The taste is really indescribable.

Song Yunuan covered her nose and mouth.

Song Yunuan walked forward again.

He took a pocket flashlight out of his pocket.

Gu Huaian gave this to her.

Said it was for her to play with.

In fact, it is a newly developed military product.

It is used by special forces for reconnaissance.

When turned to third gear, the strong light can blind the enemy's eyes.

However, Gu Huaian was worried that it would be dangerous if she was photographed. After all, Song Yunuan often led her little brother around.

So, I slightly adjusted the third gear.

At this time, Song Yunuan drove directly to third gear.

The dazzling white light suddenly illuminated the sewer.

I took photos from front to back, left and right, but no one was seen.

The water in the sewer was so turbid that it was difficult to see clearly.

However, I also saw a few water rats escaping hastily on the surface of the water.

Makes a terrifying squeaking sound.

Song Yunuan was squatting by the well.

I just squatted like that for ten minutes.

Song Yunuan stopped squatting.

It stinks to her.

It stinks to her limit.

Regardless of whether anyone heard it or not, Song Yunuan said gloomily: "It's best not to show your face from now on, and don't mess with me and my family, otherwise, I will make you die without any descendants!"

Use the clearest voice to say the most vicious words.

Song Yunuan took the stick and left.

In the sewer, Lao Qi and Lao Dou, who were half-submerged against the dark wall, endured the trembling caused by the rats scurrying about their bodies from time to time, and did not dare to move.