pjbooks Chapter 81 The Charm of Ya
Chapter 81 The Charm of Ya
Halfway through the bike ride, a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground.
It was cold, and the snow froze solid quickly on the ground. Zhang Chengfei slowed down his car, thinking that he couldn't forget about buying gloves again.
Just as he was wondering whether to buy them after get off work tomorrow or ask Er Ya for a pair, a somewhat familiar, panicked cry for help from a woman suddenly came from the deserted alley next door.
Immediately afterwards, a harsh male voice rang out: "Go ahead and yell! It's the middle of the night, even if you scream your lungs out, no one will hear you..."
Tsk, those are classic villain lines.
Zhang Chengfei shook his head, pedaled hard a few times in the direction the sound came from, and turned to look when he reached the alley entrance.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the person surrounded by two men was indeed an acquaintance, Nie Lan.
At this moment, Nie Lan was forced back into a corner by the two men, her face filled with fear.
Seeing Zhang Chengfei appear, she felt like she had found a lifeline. Just as she was about to shout, she saw Zhang Chengfei signal her to shut up.
She immediately covered her mouth, her eyes filled with pleading.
Zhang Chengfei turned the bicycle around, pedaled hard, and the bicycle immediately sped into the alley.
The bicycle crunched and groaned as it drove over the snow.
The two men finally noticed someone behind them and turned around, but before they could see clearly, the bicycle had already crashed into them and run over one of them.
Before the two could react, Zhang Chengfei had already thrown down his bicycle, pulled out some lime powder that he hadn't used at the hospital, and scattered it with lightning speed.
Not a single bit of the large bag of lime powder was wasted; it all landed on the two men's faces and into their eyes.
The two rubbed their eyes hard, rolled on the ground, and screamed.
Zhang Chengfei pretended to take a rope from his pocket, but actually took it out of his spatial storage, and used it to firmly bind the two men's hands and feet.
After dealing with the two thugs and confirming they were no longer able to retaliate, he walked over to the stunned Nie Lan and asked, "Are you alright?"
Nie Lan was startled and stammered, "It's nothing, I was just passing by on my way home from get off work... who knew I'd run into you... if it weren't for you, I would have..."
Her words were incoherent, but Zhang Chengfei patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, you're safe now. Come on, take a deep breath."
Nie Lan took a deep breath, but before she could exhale as Zhang Chengfei had instructed, her expression changed again.
Zhang Chengfei turned around in surprise and saw a bald, burly man carrying a brick walking over: "You little thief, you ruined two of my brothers, you're pretty arrogant."
"Trying to be a hero and save the damsel in distress? Hah." He tossed the brick high into the air, caught it, and said, "Guess which is harder, your head or my brick?"
Zhang Chengfei blinked and shrank his neck: "Of course, it's your brick."
"Look at you, you coward!" The man immediately became arrogant, spitting on the ground. "You acted so tough just now, but in the end you're just a coward too!"
He held up a brick and approached step by step.
Just as they were less than two meters away from Zhang Chengfei, the latter suddenly pulled out a foot-long machete from his pocket and tapped his hand lightly.
No... how could such a long machete be carried in the pocket of a military overcoat?
The question suddenly flashed through the bald man's mind.
He turned to run, but Zhang Chengfei's machete was already pointed at him, and he slapped Zhang Chengfei's face: "Tell me, is my machete harder, or your brick?"
It is said that those who know when to yield are the heroes, but Baldy does not know when to yield. However, he also knows that the big cleaver can even crush bones.
If you were to cut him...
Hiss, he dared not think any further, his knees buckled and he knelt on the ground: "Of course your cleaver is harder."
"Big brother, no, grandpa, I was wrong. Please forgive me, you are a magnanimous man..."
Seeing that their leader had backed down, the two bound henchmen also tried to wriggle over like maggots, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.
Zhang Chengfei, carrying a large machete, said arrogantly, "Damn it, what I despise the most is sexual assault."
"Rape criminals like you will just get fucked in jail anyway, like daisies turned into sunflowers!"
The bald guy immediately raised his hands and cried out, "Brother, we didn't rob her of her virtue! We just wanted to rob her of her money. We saw this woman was wearing work clothes and wanted to get some cash to spend..."
Workers these days, especially female workers, are quite wealthy.
Zhang Chengfei looked at Nie Lan, who nodded, indicating that what the bald man said was true.
Zhang Chengfei knew he had wronged the other man, but he wasn't guilty at all. He kicked the bald man to the ground and said, "So you think robbing someone is something to be proud of? They're all shit, why do you have to distinguish which one stinks more?"
The bald man got up from the ground and knelt down again: "I know I was wrong, Grandpa, I apologize! We brothers were blind to your talent, please let us go..."
"I have an eighty-year-old mother and young children at home. If I get arrested, my whole family will starve to death."
Looking at the three petty thieves weeping and kowtowing repeatedly, Zhang Chengfei uttered Old Ma's classic line: "If apologies were enough, what would we need the police for?"
……
Ten minutes later.
Zhang Chengfei rode a bicycle, with Nie Lan sitting on the back seat holding a large machete.
The three petty thieves, led by the bald man, had their hands tied, with the ends of the rope attached to the car. They jogged along behind the car.
The group of five, in this formation, trudged along the icy road toward the steel mill.
Nie Lan looked fierce and menacing. Whenever she saw any of the three running slowly or slipping and falling behind the main group, she would swing her machete at that person.
It was dark and the roads were slippery, so the return journey was much slower than before. Half an hour later, the five of them finally arrived at the gate of the steel rolling mill.
Grandpa Dong was on night duty today. When he saw this formation, he immediately ran over and asked, "Technician Zhang, what's going on? Why are you doing field training in the middle of the night?"
These people look unfamiliar. Are they new temporary workers at your machine factory?
Zhang Chengfei stopped the car and put one foot on the ground: "It wasn't a training exercise. Someone was robbing Nie Lan, and I happened to be there, so I stepped in to help."
Grandpa Dong's gaze lingered on the white lime covering the man's face and the large cleaver in Nie Lan's hand.
Thinking to myself, "Lime powder with a machete? This technician Zhang has no sportsmanship when he fights..."
He immediately opened the door and told Zhang Chengfei that Section Chief Wu was on duty tonight, and that he could just go to the security department to find him.
Zhang Chengfei thanked Grandpa Dong and was about to leave when the latter blushed and asked, "Technician Zhang, I heard that you're related to Zhang Erya, the temporary worker in the electric kettle workshop?"
Zhang Chengfei nodded: "That's my niece, I'm her third uncle."
Old Dong's face turned even redder: "Then, Third Uncle, I'd like to ask you to deliver a letter to Comrade Zhang Erya, is that alright?"
Good grief, what do you mean by "Third Uncle"?
Looking at Lao Dong's face, which was as red as a monkey's bottom, and his trembling hand holding the envelope, what else could Zhang Chengfei not understand?
This feeling is quite subtle.
Hiss! The thought that someone would covet his chubby niece made Zhang Chengfei gasp.
He couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Dong, are you getting old? Is your eyesight getting worse?"