Is it difficult to fall in love? My male mother taught me step by step

Then, a man's angry curse was heard, followed by the vibration of kicking the door.

This series of noises scared Jiang Mian so much that she couldn't even breathe. Fortunately, she had the foresight to lock the car door.

She gripped the stick tightly in her hand, her body trembling slightly.

The man was a little impatient, so he left after just one try and hurriedly started to pull other vehicles.

Jiang Mian breathed a sigh of relief. When she heard no sound beside her, she raised her head and looked out the window. The man had already gone forward to look for a car.

She looked at the people in the square again. Liu Fangjie had fallen to the ground for some reason and was slowly moving backwards with his feet.

The knife-wielding criminal, with a ferocious look on his face, was approaching Liu Fangjie step by step.

Jiang Mian looked at this scene and cursed: "Fuck!"

There are no cowards under the red flag.

She gritted her teeth, carried Chang Jue out, and wiped away his tears.

Jiang Mian pointed to the small button on the car door and said, "This is to lock the door. Look, pull it up and it will lock, okay?"

Chang Jue instantly understood what she meant.

His tears flowed out, and he looked at her with horror, choking and saying, "Sister won't go out."

"Try it." Jiang Mian urged, "Quick!"

Chang Jue obediently stretched out his slightly trembling hand, pressed the button, and then carefully pulled it up.

"That's really smart. Lock the door as soon as it's closed. Do you hear me?"

Jiang Mian watched him agree before slightly opening the car door.

She was extremely cautious in her movements. As soon as she got out of the car, she immediately closed the door as quickly as possible.

The sound of the door closing is very obvious in such an environment.

Chang Jue sat in the car, crying as he obediently pulled up the button to lock it.

Jiang Mian stood outside the car and tried to pull the door. When he found that it couldn't be opened, he felt relieved.

Holding a wooden stick in her hand did not give her much sense of security.

A wooden stick is too weak to deal with extremely vicious criminals.

She immediately looked around for a more handy and sturdy weapon.

The criminal who was looking for a car heard the sound of a car door opening and closing, and he hurriedly ran towards the direction where the sound came from.

In this weather, if there is someone in the car, the air conditioner will definitely be turned on, and when the air conditioner is turned on, the key will be inserted!

He had to steal the car and drive away to escape from this place.

The criminals made a loud noise when they ran over, and Jiang Mian heard it clearly.

A wave of panic welled up in her heart, but she quickly forced herself to calm down.

Jiang Mian quickly climbed from the front of the car to the roof, trying to occupy a favorable position.

The hood was extremely hot after being exposed to the sun. As soon as Jiang Mian's hand touched the hood, he grimaced in pain due to the scorching temperature.

But she ignored the pain and quickly climbed onto the roof of the car.

Looking down from a high place, the man's figure was getting closer and closer.

The man looked up at her and said, "Get down and open the car for me."

Jiang Mian was so nervous that he couldn't speak. He watched the man's actions carefully, thinking about how to hit him with one blow.

When the man saw her ignoring him with a broken wooden stick in her hand, he got angry and tried to climb up and catch her.

Jiang Mian tightly gripped the wooden stick in his hand and stared at the man's movements.

When the man approached the front of the car and was about to climb up, she raised the stick without hesitation and hit the man hard.

The wooden stick hit the man's head, making a "crackling" sound.

The arm-thick wooden stick broke directly, and blood gushed out.

Jiang Mian stared blankly at the man sliding down from the front of the car due to exhaustion. Is this what it means to be stupid by attacking from above or below?

She wasn't sure if the man still had the strength to fight, or if he would suddenly attack her, so she didn't dare get out of the car.

Jiang Mian could only go down from the slightly high side. She stuck her head out and weighed it.

Then lie on the roof, let your legs hang down first, grab the edge of the roof with both hands, put your feet on the ground first and slowly slide down.

After successfully landing, she took her half-broken wooden stick and hit the man's head several times.

Then he started looking for weapons to rescue the police officer in the square.

five minutes ago.

After Liu Fangjie jumped off the balcony in the square, he endured the pain in his body and immediately began to look for a hiding place.

He staggered and ran towards the stall with difficulty.

Brother Biao, who was chasing him, thought that he was doomed to die, and his mentality changed. He was no longer chasing him so urgently, but chasing Liu Fangjie slowly and leisurely like a cat chasing a mouse.

"Run, hahaha." He held the knife and shouted arrogantly behind.

Liu Fangjie became increasingly weak due to excessive blood loss. His face was as pale as paper and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

The long fight and escape exhausted him and soon brought him to the brink of collapse.

He fell to the ground and could only move slowly.

At this critical moment of life and death, countless images flashed through Liu Fangjie's mind.

He thought of his parents at home and his long-cherished dreams and pursuits.

He has only one life left, so he must gamble and fight!

He volunteered for this action, hoping to make a contribution and bring a better life to himself and his family.

Even if I die, I can still get a high pension, which can at least provide some security for my parents' lives.

Thinking of this, Liu Fangjie forced a smile.

Brother Biao held the knife and approached Liu Fangjie step by step.

He stood in front of him and stepped on his legs, but when he saw the smile on Liu Fangjie's face, a nameless fire surged in Brother Biao's heart.

He shouted angrily, "Still laughing."

There was a fierce gleam in his eyes, and he raised the knife high, ready to chop him.

Liu Fangjie looked at the hanging kitchen knife, closed his eyes helplessly, and waited quietly.

The expected pain did not come, but was replaced by the criminal's scream of pain.

He opened his eyes and saw the gangster covered in oil, with a girl holding a large iron pot next to him.

Jiang Mian didn't find any powerful weapons, but she brought a pan of boiling oil and poured it steadily on Brother Biao.

Brother Biao felt the pain and looked at her with his eyes wide open. Driven by anger, he threw the weapon in his hand directly at her.

Jiang Mian raised the big iron pot to block it, the metal collided and the kitchen knife fell to the ground.

She immediately kicked the kitchen knife away from the ground.

Seeing that he missed, Brother Biao rushed towards her in anger, ready to attack her.

But his whole body and surroundings were covered in oil, and he couldn't stand steadily on the smooth tiles, and fell to the ground.

Jiang Mian courageously raised the iron sign next to him, approached the gangster and smashed it hard at him.

From Liu Fangjie's perspective, a white glutinous rice ball was holding an iron signboard taller than itself and shouting at the criminals with all its might.

Brother Biao could still cry out in pain at the beginning, but later on, he couldn't even scream.

Jiang Mian didn't stop at all. She was so scared that she just repeated the attacking movements mechanically.

Liu Fangjie looked at the criminal with a bloody head and quickly reminded him: "Okay, he can't get up."