What the hell is the Yellow Haired Godly Rich System?

Li Zhiqiu subconsciously glanced behind him and saw four hooligans dressed differently and wearing strange masks covering their faces walking out from behind.

They were dressed in strange clothes with hideous and exaggerated patterns tattooed on their necks, looking extremely scary. They had fierce eyes and malicious smiles on their faces, enjoying the panic of Li Zhiqiu and Qianhe.

The air around them seemed to freeze, filled with tension and danger.

Qianhe reacted quickly. She stopped Li Zhiqiu behind her and said, "Run backwards. I'll hold them back while you run out and call the police for help."

"Uh." Li Zhiqiu didn't expect Qianhe to stop him behind him. His hand subconsciously tightened the bag of lime in his pocket, which was the weapon he had prepared for self-defense.

Li Zhiqiu looked at the blond young man not far away, and an inexplicable chill suddenly rose in his heart.

Whether it was the paint splashed on the car before, or the sudden appearance of the masked gangsters now, as long as the blond young man did not take action, there would be no way to legally prove that they had any relationship with him.

And he has no money on his head, and he has no girlfriend.

At this time, four gangsters had rushed up.

Qianhe took the initiative and confronted one of the gangsters, creating space for Li Zhiqiu to escape.

When the gangster swung his fist, Qianzuru quickly grabbed his fist, twisted it hard, and twisted his arm behind his back, causing the gangster to scream in pain.

Qianhe took the opportunity to twist his body over and held him firmly.

"Be careful!" Li Zhiqiu shouted in horror, but it was too late.

He watched helplessly as another gangster pulled out a baton from his pocket and hit Qianzuru hard on the back of the head.

Qianhe lost her balance instantly, staggered and fell to the ground.

Blood oozed from her forehead, her consciousness was blurred and her head was splitting, but she still tried to stay awake and wanted to stand up and continue fighting.

Li Zhiqiu's face looked extremely ugly.

Qianzuru was injured and fell to the ground as soon as he met these gangsters. He had never encountered such cruelty and brutality of these gangsters before.

Li Zhiqiu did not rush forward, he had to calm down.

After Chizuru fell to the ground, the gangster quickly held her hands to prevent her from resisting.

Another gangster took out a camera and was clearly well prepared. Even with a mask on, one could sense the malice in his eyes.

The remaining gangster was taking off his pants.

The gangster who was holding the baton just now walked towards Li Zhiqiu.

"One hundred million yen!" Li Zhiqiu put his hands in his pockets, holding the prepared dagger tightly, staring at the blond boy not far away: "I can give you one hundred million yen!"

Chapter 13

She is embarrassed

"Boy, do you think we are fools?" The masked gangster said to his two companions behind him, "Don't mess around, I'll take care of that kid first."

He swung the baton and approached Li Zhiqiu step by step.

The eyes behind the mask were full of ridicule and disdain, and he had already regarded Li Zhiqiu as a trapped turtle.

Li Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes, his gaze revealing a kind of determination and madness.

The situation was already very critical. Chizuru had her hands held down and was struggling, but her head was hit hard. She was unable to resist in front of two men and was about to be humiliated.

Koji Nitta, who was standing not far behind him, was the most dangerous character.

He only has one chance. If he can rescue Chizuru and cause death in self-defense, it will be the best outcome of the current situation.

As the masked thugs kept getting closer.

Li Zhiqiu's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and the "thump" sound was echoing wildly in his ears. He took a deep breath, tightly grasped the weapon in his hand, and stared at the gangster's heart.

He would wait until the moment he swung the stick before drawing his knife.

"Stop." Koji suddenly spoke, standing up straight with a playful look in his eyes.

Hearing Haoji's voice, the gangster who was approaching Li Zhiqiu stopped, turned to look at him, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Brother?" the gangster asked in confusion, "It's impossible for this kid to come up with 100 million."

"If you come any closer, you'll be killed." Hao Er said, then he looked at Li Zhiqiu deeply and walked towards him. At the same time, he took out a butterfly knife and turned it quickly in his hand. The knife flashed, revealing a dangerous aura.

Li Zhiqiu's expression froze, feeling that he had been seen through. He stared closely at the butterfly knife in Hao Er's hand.

very dangerous.

He was aware that he was frantically warning that if he let Koji get close, he would be easily subdued.

Koji stepped closer with a smile on his face, but his sense of oppression was growing stronger.

Li Zhiqiu was already prepared to deal with it, but he still felt a little nervous. His attention was focused as never before. Only by killing him would he have a chance of survival, even if it meant being seriously injured.

Hao Er continued to move closer until he was only one step away from Li Zhiqiu: "I like the look in your eyes. You have the determination to kill your opponent."

Li Zhiqiu frowned, and the hand holding the dagger in his pocket turned pale from using too much force.

"It's a pity that guys like you are too dangerous." There was a flash of cruelty in Koji's eyes, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a kind of coldness and ruthlessness.

The butterfly knife in his hand stopped turning and was clenched tightly, like a beast staring at its prey.

"You're wrong. The 100 million I mentioned is not the money for my life." Li Zhiqiu was preparing to fight back, and said, "This is a joining fee. Let me join you. I am confident that I can make more."

"Ah?" Koji couldn't help but be stunned.

"My family has an old house. Give me a week and I can come up with 100 million yen!" Li Zhiqiu saw him stunned and continued:

"This is my investment capital. I believe I can make more by following you."

"There's no loss for you, right? It's only a week anyway. Or you can kill me now, but I think that will also cause you trouble."

Haoji narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Zhiqiu deeply, as if he was thinking about his proposal.

"In ancient times, Yan State had a tradition called a pledge of allegiance, where a passerby was killed to prove one's sincerity." Li Zhiqiu's eyes flashed with ferocity:

"I can follow you to the hospital now and kill Murakami Kazama, so you won't be afraid of me calling the police."

"Eh?" The three hooligans behind him stopped holding down Qianhe and looked over. Their expressions could not be seen clearly, but their eyes looked strange.

"You are too extreme." Koji walked over and swung his knife fiercely, and a cold light flashed.

Before Li Zhiqiu could react, a cut had already been made on his arm by Haoji's knife.

Blood gushed out instantly, staining his arms and clothes red.

Li Zhiqiu felt a sharp pain, but he endured it and didn't make a sound. The distance was not enough and he only had one chance.

Hao Er looked at Li Zhiqiu's injured arm, with a cruel smile on his face: "I said, I like the look in your eyes. Now you have seven days. If you can't pay the agreed money, I will hand you over to those extreme guys."

After saying this, Koji turned around and said in a cold tone: "Let's go."

His words seemed to have an irresistible power, prompting the four gangsters behind him to take action immediately.

Li Zhiqiu stared at Haoji's back, quickly weighing the chances of success of a sneak attack now.

At the last moment, he loosened the dagger in his right hand and let Koji and others leave.

Koji didn't even look back at Li Zhiqiu and Qianhe, as if everything was under his control.

Li Zhiqiu didn't dare to breathe deeply until Haoji's figure completely disappeared from his sight.

He felt the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat, and the cold feeling made him realize how close the danger was.

Li Zhiqiu quickly put aside other thoughts and turned to look.

Chizuru was seen sitting on the ground, covering her forehead with her hands, blood seeping out from between her fingers and flowing down her beautiful cheeks.

Her face was pale, her eyes were closed, and it took all she had just to sit there and stay awake.

Li Zhiqiu quickly ran over and squatted beside Qianhe: "Sister Qianhe, hold on, I'll call an ambulance right away."

He pulled out his cell phone and quickly called emergency services, explaining the situation and location in a concise and clear manner.

As he hugged Chizuru's soft body.

Qianhe tried hard to open her eyes, her vision was a little blurry, but she still recognized Li Zhiqiu in front of her.

She used all her strength and asked with difficulty: "You...are you not hurt?"

The voice was weak and trembling.

Li Zhiqiu's heart tightened when he saw this, and he quickly replied, "No, I'm fine. They've already left, don't worry."

Qianhe was obviously relieved when she heard Li Zhiqiu say that he was not injured.

Her tense nerves finally relaxed.

A quarter of an hour later, the ambulance arrived and the medical staff quickly got out of the car and carefully lifted Chizuru onto the stretcher.

. . .

Chizuru felt a sharp pain on her forehead and opened her eyes with difficulty.

She frowned slightly, and the scene before she fell into coma flashed through her mind. She trembled all over, and when she turned around and saw Li Zhiqiu sitting beside her, sleeping with his eyes closed, she was obviously relieved.

She gently lifted the quilt, checked her body, and found that her clothes were intact. She finally felt relieved.

"Ah, Sister Qianhe, are you awake?" Li Zhiqiu seemed to have heard the noise and immediately opened his eyes, his expression full of concern.

He quickly sat up and moved closer to Chizuru, carefully observing her expression and condition.

"I'm fine." Seeing him suddenly approaching, Chizuru instinctively moved back a little. She suddenly realized that she was being protected by an underage high school student, which made her feel embarrassed and ashamed.

Li Zhiqiu noticed her embarrassment and had no intention of paying attention to the policewoman's changing mood.

He had a plan in his mind that only one of him and Koji could survive.

Chapter 14

Cohabitation

Li Zhiqiu looked at Qianhe and explained softly, "Sister Qianhe, the doctor has bandaged your wound. You may have some symptoms of a mild concussion due to a severe blow to the head, such as dizziness and nausea. Rest well and you will recover soon."

Qianhe responded softly, "Yeah." At the same time, she felt a little uncomfortable because Li Zhiqiu was too close to her.

The person who cared about him in particular was an underage high school student who was younger than him.

When she turned around, she saw a younger high school student with a pretty face and sincere eyes, which made her feel weird.

Chizuru gently covered her forehead, where there was still some pain and discomfort.

She closed her eyes slightly and began to recall her previous experiences.

The cruelty of Koji and his men was beyond her expectation, and she was knocked unconscious at the first encounter.

Qianhe gave a bitter smile, feeling it was ironic. She made Li Zhiqiu worry that the other party was cruel, but in the end she was the one who fell into his trap. She vaguely remembered the scene of those gangsters taking off their pants and the video recorder.

If Li Zhiqiu hadn't saved her, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Recalling this now, Chizuru felt a little scared.

Li Zhiqiu sat quietly aside, watching Qianhe fall into deep thought.

His eyes unconsciously began to wander over her, and he even had the leisure to admire the beauty in front of him.

Although Chizuru had gauze wrapped around her head and her face was a little pale, none of this could conceal her beauty.

His facial features are delicate and three-dimensional, and there is a sense of heroism and stubbornness between his eyebrows.

When helping her take off her high heels, I held her feet with my hands, which were just big enough for one hand to hold. Unlike Ayako, she had the unique sexiness of an adult woman.

Especially the touch of the transparent stockings and the lubricated feel of the toes underneath.

But the situation was urgent and I couldn't play with it, so I can only savor the feel of it.

"I will apply to end my undercover mission and protect your safety as a police officer." Chizuru's voice became firm again, she raised her head again and made a decision.

She has recalled everything that happened before she fell into a coma.

"He attacked the police, and there's nothing we can do about him?" Li Zhiqiu asked in a puzzled voice.

Qianzuru sighed softly: "There is no way to prove that he gave the order. Minors are involved, which is very troublesome."

"But after you finish your undercover mission, you can't always protect me, right? He will always find a gap." Li Zhiqiu shook his head slightly.