Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 179 Gaojiazhuang (21)

As a top student, he naturally figured out where he was. He turned around and walked back for a while, when a dark shadow appeared in front of him, riding a bicycle, rattling, and the chain screeching.

Since she was reborn, Han Xiaoxiao cherished her hard-won body very much, so in this case, she always thought of the worst.

This area is a stretch of land, and the nearest light is at least a hundred or ten meters away. If this person has bad intentions, she has to plan ahead.

A few steps away from Xiaoxiao, the rider spotted her.

"Huh? Is it a human or a dog?" The visitor smelled of alcohol with his mouth open, and his words were even more drunk. After throwing away his bicycle, he staggered towards Xiaoxiao.

"If it's a dog, eat dog meat, hehe, dog meat is delicious and nourishing." The drunkard rushed over, and Han Xiaoxiao was dragged to the back of the big padded jacket because he couldn't dodge in time because he had a few books in his arms.

"Huh? Puppy, don't run, stop quickly, and go home to eat with grandpa." The drunkard rushed to nothing, feeling that he was being teased, threw away the ragged cotton cap on his head, and a hungry wolf rushed for food, trying to overwhelm Han Xiaoxiao.

Who knows as much as a drunkard, Han Xiaoxiao ran forward in a hurry, but unexpectedly, the drunkard even beat herself up, "X your mother, stop for me."

Han Xiaoxiao panicked, jumped off the ground on the side of the road, stumbled and ran to the nearest house for help.

This action completely angered an old alcoholic who had been poisoned by alcohol for many years. He was so cowardly. In order to show how majestic he was in front of a weak animal, this old bastard actually pulled a shovel off the rear frame of the car. He staggered after him.

Han Xiaoxiao is really suffocated. These days, she has been living in someone else's house, and she has been greatly hurt physically and mentally. If she fights with a normal person, she still has a chance of winning. Fighting with a drunkard who loses her mind is equivalent to meeting a desperado. Time can only slip away.

Seeing that the lights of that house were getting closer, but the mad dog behind was pressing on, Han Xiaoxiao could only shout at the top of her voice, "Is anyone there? Help me!"

The alcoholic is now controlled by alcohol. In his eyes, Han Xiaoxiao is a disobedient dog. This dog rushes left and right, does not stop according to his wishes, and let him beat him. He is so tired that he is wheezing and panting, and his heart is pounding Jumping wildly, this is provoking his dignity as a human being.

In front was a corn field, and the heavy snow covered the unpicked corn stubble. Han Xiaoxiao was not familiar with the terrain, so she stumbled and fell to the ground. The book in her hand flew far away, and her palm was protruded. The roots of the stubble were scratched, and the blood rushed out with a "squeak".

It is said that the ten fingers connected to the heart, and a big hole was poked out in the palm of the hand. The painful Han Xiaoxiao felt dizzy, and even breathing became difficult.

"You son of a bitch, why don't you run away? Fuck you, I'm exhausted." The drunkard followed up panting, raised his shovel and patted Xiaoxiao on the head.

Han Xiaoxiao hurriedly rolled aside with her head in her arms, gritted her teeth and rolled over the corn stubble, her body hurt like rolling over a sharp stone.

The drunkard didn't expect the prey to resist at this time, so he raised his shovel and smashed it again.

"stop!"

With a sound of "Dang", a heavy object hit the drunkard, and then a figure sprang out from the darkness, picked up the shovel on the ground, and hit the drunkard's legs firmly and firmly.

Han Xiaoxiao was lying on the snow in a daze, and the wails of the alcoholic were getting lower and lower. In the end, there was only humming.

"Xiaoxiao? Is that you?" The man rushed over, picked up Han Xiaoxiao who was curled up in the snow, and looked at her in panic through the weak light of the farmer's house.

(End of this chapter)