Soft and cute Zaizai wins in the era article

Because the price had been negotiated before, the six radios were quickly sold. She didn't stay at the school gate for too long. She got on her bicycle with 300 yuan and was ready to go home.

But when she saw the three young men blocking her way, she couldn't help laughing:

"You are educated youths who have returned to the city? Why don't you go and do something bad, but why do you want to rob?"

She opened the bicycle's kickstand, stretched out her hand, moved her wrist, and curled her fingers at a few young men in their 20s who were shiny and in their mid-[-]s:
"I haven't done anything for several years. Come on, let's see if my hands and feet are still good or not."

"..."

As if they didn't expect that she, a woman, was not afraid of them and even said such provocative words to them, the three young men looked at each other and were about to take action. Wen Minghua here had already taken a step forward and punched the person on the far left with her fist.

The blow did not succeed, but what she got in exchange was three young men reacting quickly and swinging their fists at her.

Wen Minghua was not afraid. Although it was true that she had not done anything for several years, it did not prevent her from taking action quickly.

One fist missed, and while she immediately moved to the right, she did not forget to kick the crotch of the person in the middle.

"what……"

In the short and urgent cry, the man in the middle bent down and bowed like a shrimp.

The other two people were stunned for a moment, then moved their hands faster.

After all, Wen Minghua's body was still old. She avoided one person's fist, but another person's fist hit her back, and she fell to the ground before she could stabilize her body.

While she grimaced in pain, she couldn't help but feel even more angry. Damn it, she hadn't been hurt in so many years. Could it be possible that she would fall into the hands of these three boys today?
However, the expected fall to the ground did not come. Instead, someone pulled her hand from the side. As she stabilized her body, she subconsciously slapped her, but she heard a familiar voice:

"Where is the injury?"

Before she could answer, she was pulled behind her by someone. She almost staggered, but when she saw the bright dagger behind his back, she stretched out her arm without thinking.

At the same moment, the man holding her turned around and kicked her out while holding her waist.

When she came back to her senses, the burning pain on her arm made her dazed for a moment, until an even more severe pain came on her arm:
"It hurts, it hurts, let go."

She was so painful that she almost curled up. This man didn't know if she was injured, so why was he holding her injured arm tightly?

"Don't be afraid, just stop the bleeding."

A low and suppressed angry voice sounded in her ears, and she couldn't help but want to reach out and touch her ears:

"Why are you here?"

If I remember correctly, the place where he works is opposite and far away from here.

Zhang Jin's hand was still squeezing her forearm, and there were emotions brewing in his eyes that Wen Minghua didn't even dare to look at.

He looked at the two people who were kicked to the ground by his two feet, and then looked at the other man who was hunched over and covering his crotch, and the corners of his eyes twitched:
"Why did you come here?"

If he hadn't been working in several nearby factories, why would he have come to the Normal University?

If he hadn't gone to see the old man at his comrade's house and met her when he came back, what might have happened?
Wen Minghua rolled her eyes and pointed at the three people who wanted to rob her with her other free hand:
"What will they do? Or will each of them lose an arm and a leg?"

She spoke calmly, but the three people were scared to death, "Sister, please spare us. This is our first time, and life has been really hard since we came back."

The three of them begged for mercy in unison, but Wen Minghua showed no sympathy at all. That was because she was lucky not to be robbed by them today. If Zhang Jin had not appeared, who knows what would have happened?

"Spare you? First time?"

She smiled sarcastically and tried to struggle against the arm she was still holding tightly, but he frowned and refused to let go.

"Let go, the bleeding has stopped."

The feeling it gave her after the pain let her know that she was not seriously injured.

Zhang Jin glanced at her face, then at the arm he was squeezing, and suddenly let go as if he was electrocuted.

Wen Minghua rolled her eyes again, ignored him, and walked up to the man who was finally about to straighten up. When he was in panic, she kicked him out unexpectedly:
"What the hell, let me spare you. If I don't see the look in your eyes, why do you want to eat me or kill me?"

The worst thing to see is a person who is clearly scared in his heart but still stubborn in his eyes and refuses to admit defeat. She knows very well that they must be thinking about how to retaliate against her in the future.

But she knew that the most she could do was to kick them a few more times and give them a few slaps and fists. After all, she couldn't do anything to them, and she didn't want to get herself involved.

Naturally, no one could know what he was thinking, so he kicked the other two people who were still on the ground, clutching their legs and moaning.

She didn't know that the kick she just gave him in the crotch made the other two people and Zhang Jin behind her involuntarily tighten their legs and take a deep breath.

Seeing that she was almost done venting her anger, Zhang Jin spoke:
"Stop when you are tired, and then send them to the police station. Don't worry, they won't be able to get out even if it takes ten or eight years."

How could he easily let go of these people if he dared to hurt her?
Wen Minghua didn't say no with overflowing sympathy. After all, whether she was setting up a stall or modifying a radio, it wasn't just for a day or two. If any gangsters dared to take advantage of her, she would always beat them to death. Don't let them dare to provoke you again.

Wen Minghua, who was both a client and a witness, naturally followed her to the police station. As expected, the three people who were originally trying to rob her were detained. She watched Zhang Jin say a few words to one of the people who was obviously the leader, and then turned towards him. She comes.

"Let's go and apply the medicine first."

He put out the cigarette and frowned at Wen Minghua's blood-stained arm.

Wen Minghua raised her hand and looked at it. The wound was actually not deep, but it did bleed a bit. Especially after Zhang Jin let go, she punched and kicked him again, causing the wound that had stopped bleeding to open again.

"It's okay. I have disinfectant at home. I can just go back and handle it myself."

As soon as she finished speaking, her good hand was grabbed, and then she could only stagger behind.

She couldn't help but feel funny and angry. Did she think he was a domineering president who would force her away at the slightest disagreement?
"Zhang Jin, let go."

She didn't know how he was able to hold her hand. It seemed like he was using no force, but she just couldn't get away.

Fortunately, he let go after exiting the police station door. Wen Minghua saw him get on her bicycle, and then looked at her:
"Come up."

Rolled her eyes at him,
"No, I can just go back and apply the medicine myself."

A minor injury, where can I go to the hospital?

Zhang Jin seemed to sigh,
"Go to my house. There are alcohol bandages at home."