You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

At this moment, the henchmen around them grabbed their weapons and, taking advantage of the fight between Da Biao and Liu Zhenguo, launched a sneak attack from behind.

Liu Zhenguo was no match for four hands with his bare fists. He was hit hard on the back at the same time and groaned a few times.

At the same time, Zhang Yang, who had just been knocked down by Da Biao, slowly stood up. He looked at Liu Zhenguo, who was fighting with Da Biao and the others, and guessed that this person must be someone sent by Jiang Che.

So he gathered all his underlings back together, each holding a weapon, and slowly moved behind Da Biao and the others.

"superior!"

At a command, Zhang Yang immediately brandished his weapon and launched a sneak attack on Da Biao, while some of his henchmen dealt with Da Biao's men, while others attacked Liu Zhenguo.

Da Biao was busy fighting with Liu Zhenguo and didn't notice someone suddenly coming from behind. When the blow landed, Da Biao saw stars.

Liu Zhenguo wasn't in much better shape either. After a fierce struggle, he was covered in wounds and his strength was almost at its limit.

In an instant, the scene descended into extreme chaos, turning into a lose-lose situation for all three parties.

Just at this critical moment, the roar of car engines came from afar.

Immediately afterwards, several black Audi A8s appeared in everyone's sight.

The car at the front had just come to a stop when its door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

After Jiang Che got out of the car, his sharp, icy gaze swept over the chaotic crowd, and his heart clenched.

Liu Zhenguo knelt on the ground, his clothes were tattered and dirty, his back was covered with footprints, and blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth.

In front of him, a bald, fat man was holding a steel pipe, about to smash it down on Liu Zhenguo's head.

If that blow lands squarely, the person will be crippled or killed.

"You fucking dare!"

Jiang Che, like an enraged lion, took a few steps forward and then launched a powerful kick through the air—

boom!

A muffled thud.

Before Da Biao could even bring the steel pipe down, he was kicked two meters away by the force of the impact, crashing heavily into the bread cart behind him.

The whole bread truck shook.

"Holy crap..."

Da Biao clutched his chest, wincing in pain, and couldn't get up for a long time.

The thugs who were about to attack Liu Zhenguo were dumbfounded.

Before they could react, Jiang Che had already landed on the ground.

He didn't give anyone a chance to breathe, grabbed the collar of the nearest blond-haired boy with his backhand, and then slammed his knee upwards.

boom!

Before the blond-haired boy could even scream, he clutched his stomach and knelt on the ground, vomiting bile.

"Damn it! Kill him!"

The remaining thugs then realized what was happening and raised their weapons to charge upwards.

But before they could take two steps, a group of burly men in black suits suddenly rushed up from behind.

These were the bodyguards that Uncle Liu brought.

These bodyguards are not like the street thugs like Da Biao; they are real, professionally trained thugs.

In just one encounter, the arrogant thugs, who had been so domineering just moments before, collapsed like wheat being harvested.

The cries of agony rose and fell.

The back gate area, which was just a chaotic mess a moment ago, was completely under control in less than half a minute.

"Young Master, the man is under control."

Uncle Liu walked over with a stern face and stomped Zhang Yang, who was still trying to get up from the ground, back down.

He never expected that these kids, who hadn't even grown up yet, would be able to take someone away right under their noses.

Therefore, it took them quite a while to check various surveillance videos before they finally tracked down the group and found that they were running towards the back gate of the hospital.

Zhang Yang, his face pressed against the cement floor, mouth full of dust, was still wailing, "Let me go! My dad is..."

"Gag him," Uncle Liu ordered coldly.

Immediately, a bodyguard took off his socks, crumpled them up, and stuffed them directly into Zhang Yang's mouth.

The world became quiet instantly.

Jiang Che didn't have time to deal with these scoundrels. He quickly walked to Liu Zhenguo's side, squatted down, and held the old man's arm.

"Grandpa Liu, are you alright?"

Jiang Che felt a tightness in his chest as he looked at the footprints and bloodstains on Liu Zhenguo's body.

This is the Commander-in-Chief of the Military Region, a figure whose every move shakes the entire city of Lincheng and even the whole of China.

He was beaten up like this by a group of thugs while trying to protect his girlfriend.

This favor is now deeply indebted to me.

"It's okay, you won't die."

Liu Zhenguo waved his hand and stood up with the help of Jiang Che.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then grinned, "If you had arrived two minutes later, this old man of mine would really be dead here."

"It's my fault." Jiang Che lowered his head, his voice hoarse, feeling terrible inside. "I'll kneel down and apologize to you later."

Stop talking nonsense.

Liu Zhenguo slapped the back of his head and gestured with his chin toward the corner of the wall. "Go check on your little girlfriend. I saw some noise over there earlier."

Jiang Che immediately looked in the direction Liu Zhenguo pointed.

Su Qinghe stood alone by the grass in the corner of the wall.

She was wearing a thin hospital gown, and when the wind blew, she looked like she was about to collapse.

Less than two meters away from her, Lin Wanwan held a utility knife in her hand, the tip of which was pointed directly at Su Qinghe.

"Qinghe!"

Jiang Che's heart skipped a beat. He shouted anxiously and rushed towards the scene.

Su Qinghe had actually heard what was happening on Jiang Che's side long ago.

From the moment Jiang Che got out of the car, her attention was focused on him.

She heard Jiang Che's angry roar.

I heard the dull thud of a fist hitting flesh.

I heard Zhang Yang sobbing as his mouth was gagged.

Of course, they also heard Jiang Che's last anxious call.

he came.

A mist suddenly welled up in Su Qinghe's originally cold and indifferent eyes, followed by a heart-stirring smile.

That's a physiological reaction that only occurs in people who are in a state of extreme excitement.

As Su Qinghe watched the boy rushing towards her with a face full of anxiety, a dark sense of satisfaction instantly reached its peak.

Look how much he cares about her.

If she is in even the slightest danger, he will rush to her side as if he has lost his mind.

so good.

But that's still far from enough.

This danger alone was not enough for him to hate Lin Wanwan to death.

That's not enough to make him never forget what happened today.

Su Qinghe turned her head slightly and glanced at Lin Wanwan, who was pressed against the corner of the wall, out of the corner of her eye.

Lin Wanwan was completely terrified.

Looking at the thugs lying on the ground not far away, and Jiang Che rushing over like a god of death, she could barely hold onto the knife.

It’s over.

It's all over.

Lin Wanwan had only one thought in her mind.

Just then, Su Qinghe suddenly moved.

She took a step forward, getting closer to Lin Wanwan.

"You...you stay away!"

Lin Wanwan screamed and instinctively raised the knife in her hand, the tip of the blade waving wildly.

Su Qinghe looked at the dangling knife, then glanced at Jiang Che, who was rushing towards them.

A crazy yet perfect plan instantly took shape in her mind.