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The moment the young man fell into his arms, Shu Changyu felt his heart beat slightly.

Very light and shallow.

It's like a small stone is thrown into the lake of heart, causing ripples on the water surface.

Then he smelled a faint scent of grass and trees, light but pleasant.

He has been unaccustomed to physical contact with others since he was a child, and his first reaction when someone throws themselves at him is to push the person away.

I glanced at him and met the young man's eyes, which were as panicked as a frightened deer.

He hesitated for a moment, and the thugs rushed up to him, grinning: "You son of a bitch, you're a good runner, aren't you?"

"Go ahead and run. I'll see where you can go."

Oh no! If we get caught by them, a beating would be the least of our worries.

Song Yan's head was buzzing and she didn't see clearly who the person in front of her was. She pushed him hard and ran away.

But it was obviously too late, as the three villains rushed over and surrounded him, leaving him no chance to escape.

It's over now.

Song Yan's heart was in his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"I told you to run!" One of them grabbed his shoulder and punched him without saying a word.

Song Yan's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and various martial arts moves such as left straight punch and right hook flashed through his mind, but when he was really faced with danger, his whole body was stiff and he couldn't move.

All he could do was watch the fist fall on his face.

The moment the fist landed, he was so frightened that he closed his eyes and shouted in his heart: My life is over!

Shu Changyu looked coldly at the young man who was stretching his neck like a stupid goose, waiting to be beaten.

His eyelids twitched slightly. How stupid! He didn't even know to dodge.

Seeing the fist about to hit the young man's face, Shu Changyu remained indifferent.

I just feel an indescribable feeling of boredom in my heart.

Every time I saw this person, he either lost money due to carelessness, or got into trouble, or was a dissolute brothel frequenter.

Everything he did disgusted him terribly.

Letting Shu Changsheng report to the police is already the most he can do. As for whether this man will be beaten or not, it has nothing to do with him.

Shu Changyu turned around abruptly and raised his foot to leave.

Before he took a step, he turned around suddenly and caught the villain's falling fist with lightning speed.

What to do? When he thought about the face that he barely looked pleasing to the eye, which would soon become bruised and swollen and look horrible, he felt an inexplicable anger.

There was a fierce look in Shu Changyu's eyes, and his gaze was as cold as ice and as sharp as a knife.

Who allowed you to hit him in the face?

The villain's expression froze, he turned his head and looked over, meeting those eyes as dark as a deep pool.

The girl's eyes and eyebrows were filled with hostility, revealing an aura that made people tremble with fear from the bottom of their hearts.

When the villain saw that it was a woman, he was first stunned by her appearance, but then he showed a look of contempt.

"Get out of here now, or I'll beat you up too!"

Shu Changyu opened his thin lips slightly and uttered two words: "Seeking death."

He raised his hand to his waist and suddenly pulled out a soft sword.

The sword is as thin as a cicada's wing, sharp and soft. Under the sunlight, it looks like a transparent piece of ice, flashing a cold light.

He turned his wrist and swung the sword in a flower shape. A cold light flashed, and the tip of the sword was against the villain's neck.

The sharp blade scraped across his skin, leaving a trail of blood. The slight stinging pain seemed to warn him not to act rashly.

This is a truly magical weapon that can kill people without shedding blood.

The villain's throat tightened and the panic in his heart suddenly surged out. He wanted to beg for mercy but couldn't say a word.

Realizing that the fist took a long time to land, Song Yan tentatively opened half of his eye.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that superior profile. The woman's eyebrows and eyes were delicate and beautiful, with a bit of coldness from the inside out. She did not look weak, but rather very strong.

Damn, it’s the heroine!

Song Yan suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes slightly widened in surprise.

Why is the heroine here?

Looking again, the heroine was holding a sword against the villain's neck. He looked incredulous, and it seemed like the heroine was helping him.

Song Yan felt a little at a loss, confused and shocked. All kinds of emotions intertwined together, causing him to be unable to react for a while and just stood there in a daze.

In Shu Changyu's eyes, Song Yan seemed to be staring at his face in a daze.

He laughed out of anger and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Hey, have you seen enough?"

Song Yan came back to his senses and his face turned red with embarrassment. He really didn't mean to stare at the heroine's face. He was thinking about something.

But in the end, he still stammered, "I'm sorry, I was rude."

After saying this, he turned his attention to the villain who was held at swordpoint.

Seeing Shu Changyu draw out a soft sword with their own eyes, the other two villains were instantly horrified. They were just following orders and did not want to lose their lives here.

This can't be blamed on them for being afraid of death.

After all, as ordinary people, the only knives they can buy are kitchen knives, hatchets and the like.

Gangs like theirs have no way of buying weapons like swords.

Even if they could buy it, they wouldn't dare to use it openly, unless you wanted to become a bandit and be hunted down by the government.

Anyone who dares to draw a soft sword in broad daylight in a busy city either has someone above him or is a ruthless villain who kills people without blinking an eye. No matter which one it is, they cannot afford to offend.

The two men's legs went limp, and without even thinking, they knelt down and begged for mercy: "Lady, spare my life!"

Shu Changyu retracted his soft sword: "Get lost!"

"I'll get out of here right now. I'll get out of here right now." The three of them ran away in a hurry.

"Wait!" Song Yan called out to them.

A few people's hearts skipped a beat, but they still turned back, smiled, nodded and said, "What else do you want?"

"Who asked you to cause trouble?" Song Yan asked coldly.

The three of them looked at each other with flickering eyes and began to stammer, "Uh, this, this..."

Can I say it?

If the gang leader knew that they had leaked the secret, they would be in trouble when they returned.

Thinking of the gang leader's methods of punishing people, their expressions changed slightly and they shook their heads almost imperceptibly.

I can't say it, I definitely can't say it.

Song Yan secretly glanced at the woman holding a sword behind him. She stood sideways, her figure was like a long sword, heroic and giving people a full sense of security.

He immediately became confident and said with a stern face: "Speak! Otherwise, don't even think about going back alive."

Several people looked at each other, seemingly hesitant, but after hesitating for a while, no one took the initiative to speak.

Song Yan pointed at the villain who was about to punch him in the face and threatened: "It's you, tell me now, or you'll be in trouble!"

Shu Changyu curled the corners of his mouth slightly, he was quite good at taking advantage of the power of others.

When Li Jiang saw Song Yan pointing his finger at him, he accidentally saw Shu Changyu gently stroking the sword behind him.

His movements were extremely gentle, yet gave people a chilling feeling, as if the cold sword was about to cut his throat at any moment.

At this moment, he raised his eyes, with a vague look in his eyes, which made Li Jiang feel as if his throat was being strangled.

He was so frightened that he began to tremble like a sieve and sweat covered his back.

Finally, he couldn't bear the fear in his heart and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, it's our gang leader."

Song Yan was stunned for a moment. He guessed correctly. These people really came with a plan. He immediately asked angrily, "Who is your gang leader?"

Another person also whispered: "We are from the Tianba Gang."

Song Yan glanced at the crowd watching the excitement, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. He said loudly: "Speak louder and say it again, who sent you to deliberately cause trouble."

The three of them gritted their teeth and said in unison: "Our leader!"

The crowd of onlookers was suddenly in an uproar, and they all whispered to each other: "He really was framed."

"This is too immoral."

"Maybe he was jealous of them because they were making money selling moldy tofu."

Song Yan let out a sigh of relief, finally changing the direction of public opinion.

Then, he stretched out his hand to the three people: "Three taels of silver, give me the money."

Several people were dumbfounded: "What three taels of silver?"

Song Yan sneered: "You destroyed a whole basket of moldy tofu, and you don't have to pay for it?"

Li Jiang muttered, "It doesn't have to be so expensive, three taels of silver."

Song Yan put her hands on her hips and said, "The moldy tofu is worth one tael of silver to you, and since you also beat someone up, the rest will be considered medical expenses."

"Give me the money quickly." He urged impatiently.

The three men had no choice but to pay. After searching all over their bodies, they finally managed to collect three taels of silver.

Song Yan took the money, waved his hand, and mercifully let them go: "Go away."

Before the villain could even leave, someone shouted, "Who is causing trouble?"

Looking back, I saw a group of yamen runners with knives.