Daily Intelligence: Forced to Save the Beautiful President at the Beginning

34: Chapter 34 Dare to interfere with your Tiger Lord’s affairsCall the police? Cheng Hu sneered, his other hand violently yanking at Zhou Yurou’s pants. The sound of fabric tearing was piercingly loud in the empty garage, striking like a bolt of lightning against one’s heart.

Your sister-in-law sent me. Even her brother doesn’t care about you, so who else can protect you? He leaned close to Zhou Yurou’s ear, his breath reeking of cigarettes and alcohol. Your sister-in-law said I’m very strong. Let me let you try today and see if I’m better than her brother.

You bastard! Zhou Yurou kicked out violently, but the moment she moved, the skinny monkey beside her grabbed her knee as if picking up a chick, his knuckles digging into her flesh until her bones creaked.

Another bald man grabbed her wrists, which were pinned behind her back. His rough palms chafed her skin, causing a burning pain that made her groan. Cold sweat slid down her temples, dampening the stray hairs behind her ears.

The garage’s voice-activated lights flickered on and off. In the dim, yellowish light, Zhou Yurou’s loungewear was pulled askew, revealing half of her thin shoulder. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and beneath the thin fabric, the silhouette of her chest was faintly visible in the shadows—not a temptation, but a suffocating fragility.

Zhang Fan’s eyes turned red, like a lit firecracker. Only one thought remained in his mind: Screw it!

He roared, ”Let her go!”

Cheng Hu turned around and saw Zhang Fan rushing over. He paused for a moment, then sneered, ”Where did this wild brat come from?”

Zhang Fan didn’t speak. Using his momentum, he kicked out, but how could he fight?

He had never fought anyone in his life; in high school, he would even avoid fights. This kick was off-target and slow, like throwing cotton candy at a wall.

Cheng Hu slid to the side to avoid it and backhanded him with a punch to his face.

”Damn it!” Zhang Fan was dazed, seeing stars. His mouth burned with pain, and a metallic, sweet taste instantly flooded his mouth. Blood from his nose dripped down his chin onto his grey hoodie, blooming into dark red flowers.

Before he could steady himself, the skinny monkey and the bald man surrounded him. Their fists rained down on his back and arms, each blow delivered with malice. His back felt like it was being repeatedly struck by a blunt object, and the pain caused him to arch his body, yet he gritted his teeth and didn’t make a sound.

”Zhang Fan!” Zhou Yurou screamed, trying to reach him, but Cheng Hu pinned her shoulders down, keeping her immobile. His fingers almost dug into her flesh, making her vision go black from the pain.

”Don’t move!” Cheng Hu tilted his head and smiled at her, the lewdness in his eyes like a viper flicking its tongue. ”Look at the little white face you’re protecting; he’s like a dog now! Once I’m done with you, I’ll let him have a taste too...”

Zhang Fan was curled up on the ground, his back feeling as if it were splitting open, every breath stinging like needle pricks.

But looking at Zhou Yurou’s eyes filled with fear, seeing her torn clothes and exposed shoulder, he suddenly erupted with a fierce determination. He grabbed the leg of the skinny monkey nearest to him and pulled with all his might.

The skinny monkey lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud. The back of his head hit the concrete with a dull sound, and he howled in pain, unable to get up for a long time.

”Damn it!” Cheng Hu cursed, let go of Zhou Yurou, and kicked Zhang Fan in the stomach. ”How dare you ruin my fun!”

”Stop hitting him!” Zhou Yurou lunged forward to block him, but Cheng Hu shoved her aside. She stumbled and hit the wall, leaving a red mark on her forehead. The pain made her see stars, and tears welled up instantly.

Just then, the piercing sound of sirens came from the garage entrance. The alternating red and blue lights pierced the darkness, getting closer and brighter, like two sharp knives slicing through this filthy corner.

”The police are here!” The bald man panicked and grabbed Cheng Hu, trying to run. ”Brother Hu, run!”

”Run!” Cheng Hu wanted to run too, but Zhang Fan was holding onto his leg for dear life.

He looked down and saw that the kid’s brow bone was broken, blood covering half his face, but the ferocity in his eyes was even greater than his own, like a wolf driven to a dead end.