Chapter 303 - 303 302 Who Dares to Touch My People (6)

Chapter 303: Chapter 302 Who Dares to Touch My People (6) Chapter 303: Chapter 302 Who Dares to Touch My People (6) “Hurry up! She ran that way! Chase after her quick, you guys, don’t let her get away. That chick’s parents are dead, and she’s pretty with soft skin. We gotta have some fun tonight, or we’ll miss the chance! Hurry!”

A 17 or 18-year-old teenager excitedly screamed at his companions.

Ahead, a schoolgirl in her uniform skirt was running away in panic, frequently looking back in fear to see if the people behind her had caught up.

Behind her, the piercing screams and the laughter of several lecherous teenagers, accompanied by the occasional sharp whistle, leisurely followed, toying with the girl who would soon become their prey like a cat with a mouse.

They adored that expression of terror and timidity on the faces of such girls—run, run as fast as you can, but you can’t escape the palms of their hands.

The girl’s body scent, in the ink-black night, was like a catalyst, stirring up the boys’ surging excitement.

“Little sister, don’t run, if you fall, your brothers will feel so bad, stay and play with us!” the teenager taunted with a lecherous laugh from behind, his words eliciting a chorus of approving howls from his companions.

Run faster! Even faster!

“Ah—”

The running girl, drenched in sweat, stumbled and fell to the ground as she dashed out of the alley, tripped by a brick underfoot. Her elbow cracked crisply, and her body instantly went numb, unable to move.

The footsteps behind her quickly approached, and the girl’s fear reached its peak.

Don’t… don’t come over…

“Oh, the little sister has fallen down, your brother feels so bad. Come on, let me help you up!”

Struggling, the girl crawled forward, determined to get away from the demons behind her, even if it took her last ounce of strength.

However, suddenly a pair of men’s sneakers appeared in front of her, and her eyes flashed with despair.

“A bunch of guys bullying a girl, how disgraceful.”

The young man’s clear voice rang out under the dim streetlight.

The gang of teenagers were having a great time until someone abruptly interrupted them. Their faces turned dark instantly, and the leader cursed as he stepped forward, “It’s none of your business how we play with our little sister. Get lost, kid, before we have to teach you a lesson!”

He swung a punch, intending to give the intruding boy a small lesson.

Who knew… the young man caught the punch with his open hand, gripping it tightly before the other could retract it, then twisted viciously to the right.

“Ouch, that hurts, damn it, let go!”

Bang! A kick landed on the attacker’s waist and abdomen, and in the next second, punches and kicks flew all around the girl in a dizzying flurry.

Suddenly, one of the thugs broke away from the intense fight and walked toward her, reaching out his hand…

“Don’t come any closer!”

Ah—

Drenched in sweat, Su Shu jolted awake, her heart pounding wildly, the fear from her dream still vivid and unsubsided.

A scene buried deep in her memory had resurfaced for some reason tonight.

She was terribly thirsty.

Su Shu threw off the covers, got up, drank two sips of water, her hand still trembling violently.

The most dangerous moment of her teenage years, when she had narrowly escaped harm, the lewd laughter and words seemed to linger in her ears, and the sounds of cries from being punched and kicked felt as if they were still close by.

With sweat on her forehead, Su Shu held the water glass in both hands, somewhat dazed.

In the dream, she had seen herself and Shen Han from their younger days.

The young Shen Han had handsome features and a coldness to his lips that hadn’t changed much since he grew up.

Su Shu couldn’t understand why she had suddenly had this dream tonight.

Sipping water slowly, was it because of Jiang Meili’s words that had affected her?

She furrowed her brows, unsure whether it was because of the scene from when they first met in her youth or because of Jiang Meili’s words, but Shen Han’s figure was gradually surfacing from the depths of her heart.

After a while, she irritably ran her fingers through her hair.

She didn’t understand why he, with his life of luxury, kept coming this way!

To look, or not to look?

To save, or not to save?

Su Shu hesitated for a moment, her gaze hardened, and she turned and stepped into her space.