His back was taking the blows for her. This person used his own body to protect her, not letting her suffer any injuries. She lay in his arms, her eyes wide open, refusing to close, her eyes filled with tears.

She didn't know why tears were falling, her ears were filled with the sound of the other person suppressing the pain. In the past, Milan would use a stick to beat away those who intended to harm him, but now, Milan used his shoulders, back, and himself to cover up the injuries that the outside world wanted to cause her.


On Ashley's left, there was a bit of warmth, it was the cold sweat on the other person's forehead falling.

Her nose stung, and she pushed him away, the person in front of her staggered two steps, "Ashley, don't..."

"It's okay." She reached out, tightly grasping the arm of the person who was about to hug her, the tall man saw her and smiled fiercely. "Frustrated by not hitting the main target. You understand. Behave yourself."


The corner of her eyes glanced at the fat man's stick that fell on the ground, then she sat down to pick it up and randomly hit her opponent.

Her way of hitting people was not skillful, nor did she have any rules, she didn't know if she hit anyone, it was just that at this moment, there were ten thousand survival instincts, and ten thousand desires to resist.


"Go away."

"Don't come here."

"I told you to go away. Can't you hear?"

The baseball bat madly smashed in all directions like a storm.

Screaming each word "Go away" sadly.

She had forgotten, had forgotten how long it had been since she had resisted so fiercely, so directly.

That year, when she first entered the strange prison, facing the bullying and oppression, she had resisted fiercely, fought fiercely.

Forgot the specific time, when it started, and what day it started, she was silent, began to stop resisting, and began to become a lifeless body.

But today, it seemed that she had returned to her previous silence.

Her hands were shaking, but she still held the bat tightly, a fight without any technique aimed at the shadows that were trying to rush in around her, some punches were floating in the air, some punches were on target, and she couldn't clearly distinguish whether she had hit those thugs or not.

It was just that, at this moment, every punch she threw, all made her breathe a sigh of relief.

She felt comfortable, feeling that this pouring rain would hurt these thugs.

The leader reacted very quickly and was hit with a stick, in his heart he was angry, regained his spirit, and cursed a sentence. 'Damn it." He rolled up his sleeves, preparing to rush forward, just as he raised his head to look, he immediately saw a crazy dancing scene in front of him.

This woman, like a madman, hit randomly, this small wound of course could not cause injury to those men, but this woman did not look at anything, did not look in the direction, did not look at the person, just madly hit around her and that man.

Just not looking like this and hitting randomly, although it did not affect those men, in fact, because of that blind stick, they were a bit hesitant, not daring to come closer.

The leader spat a mouthful of saliva, his eyes were fierce, fiercely raised the stick in his hand: 'Who are you threatening."

The fat guy finally reacted and rushed forward to snatch the stick from Ashley's hand, of course, he was also hit a few times.

The baseball bat had just been snatched from his hand, the leader immediately raised the bat, really fierce, deliberately aimed at Ashley's shoulder, and smashed it down.

Seeing that the matter was about to end, a person beside him hurriedly ran over, clumsily like a cow, tightly hugging his waist, "Ashley, run."

Milan's strength at this moment was not normal, the leader was held by his waist, unable to move. "Ashley, run." Ashley was stunned, standing still in place.

The person in front hugged the thug tightly while shouting for her to run.

Her feet seemed to be pinned down, unable to move. The fat man held the baseball bat in his hand but was somewhat unable to move.

It was unknown whether it was intentional or not, but he was not careful enough to stand guard and block the tall man's path.

The night patrol car of S City patrolled many streets at fixed times almost every night, each neighborhood would have a fixed time for each neighborhood.

The sound of the patrol car echoed from afar, and the expressions of the thugs all changed. The leader angrily looked down at the man who was hugging his waist tightly, his face was red, "Let go." There was no time to waste, he raised the baseball bat and slammed it down.

"Let go."

"I told you to let go, do you want to die?"

Ashley seemed to wake up, not knowing where to get the strength from, she lifted her legs and rushed towards the alley entrance.

"Help me..."

The tall guy immediately shouted: "Fatty. Stop her. Be careful, she'll lure the patrol car over..."

The fat guy was very agile at this time, he lifted his legs and rushed after her, using his hand to cover Ashley's lips.

The tall guy immediately ran over, "Damn, didn't you say her leg was broken? She ran so fast. If she ran any faster, she would have run away."

As he spoke, he slapped Ashley's face: "You only know how to cause trouble for us. No wonder people don't like you."

Glancing at the fat guy again: "Fatty, you're a nimble fat guy, not bad, luckily your hands and feet are nimble, otherwise..."

The patrol car's lights shone through the alley entrance.

Those guys were still scared.

Ashley was desperate.

'God will punish those who do that." She cursed.

The tall man seemed to be angry at her words, he raised the stick in his hand: 'Let's see if you can be stubborn anymore. Wait. I will cripple one of your arms."

The sound of the patrol car was getting further and further away, the tall man was no longer as tense as before, still in the mood to mock.

'This arm of yours will be off you immediately.

What's the matter, do you have anything to say?"

Ashley stretched her neck, her eyes red.

'Don't hit Ashley."

A strange transformation happened at this moment.

In the darkness of the gangsters, the stupid man seemed to have the help of a god, he hugged the leader tightly and threw him away in the blink of an eye.