Chapter 59 (1/2)

”Chen Yu, are you finished or not? If you hide inside and want to scare me, I'm really angry if you don't come out again.”

The ground on the mountain was rugged. Zhang Qingqing walked over with a flashlight, calling my name and taking photos in this dense pine forest with a flashlight, trying to find me.

Unfortunately, at this time, I was not only tied by the three scar men with ropes, but also stuffed with a piece of cloth in my mouth, and there was a cold fruit knife on my neck. Even if I wanted to remind Zhang Qingqing of the danger, I had more heart than strength.

I was held by three gangsters and hid behind the dense grass in the woods. The tall and thin guy named old three saw Zhang Qingqing getting closer and closer outside the woods and asked scar face in a low voice: ”brother Qiang, the woman has come. What should I do now?”

Scar Qiang put a fruit knife across my neck and told me not to move, or he would cut my throat. At the same time, he turned to his two men: ”old three and old four, you two go around from the left and right sides and try to catch the woman for me. Be careful not to make too much noise, so as not to disturb the students sleeping in the camp.”

”Yes, brother Qiang.”

When the tall man and the short white gourd heard the speech, they immediately leaned over and surrounded Zhang Qingqing from both sides of the forest with light hands and feet. They were going to catch her.

If Zhang Qingqing was a male teacher or an elderly female teacher, I might not be so anxious. But because she was tall and charming, I was very nervous when I saw two gangsters quietly catching her. At the same time, his eyes turned left and right, and his mind began to turn at a high speed. He kept thinking about how to remind Zhang Qingqing of the danger.

Glancing at the sharp fruit knife on my neck, I was afraid. At the same time, I also had a fatal idea: these gangsters are not good people. They kind of want to be poor and vicious social gangsters. Such people can do anything, and Zhang Qingqing is the kind of woman who is easy to make men commit crimes, I can't let Zhang Qingqing fall into the hands of three gangsters.

In fact, before I entered high school, I was a cowardly boy, but the experience of these days has made earth shaking changes in my character. It's not entirely clear how brave I am now. In the face of fatal danger, I will still be afraid, but I don't know why. Compared with death, I'm more afraid that Zhang Qingqing will be in danger.

I remember a movie saying, ”all cowardice comes from no love or incomplete love”. Probably because I fell in love with this woman, I became brave.

I watched Zhang Qingqing step by step towards the trap. In order to avoid the repetition of the scene that Zhang Qingqing was molested by several middle school gangsters of Zhang Zhegan in the alley at midnight last time, I almost made a sudden effort without hesitation and hit him in the arms of scar man.

Scar man didn't expect that I would risk my life and suddenly make a move. There was a flash of panic in my eyes. In fact, in the moment I moved, he was an old gangster who could react and cut my throat with a knife, but he obviously hesitated for a moment like a white horse. Maybe he didn't want to kill me.

The opportunity to start was fleeting. Where he could think about it, he hesitated for 0.5 seconds. I had hit him hard and knocked him to the ground. At this time, I couldn't care to entangle with him. I struggled and rushed out of the woods, because there was still a piece of cloth in my mouth. I could only make a ”purr purr” sound to remind Zhang Qingqing not to come again. It was dangerous.

Zhang Qingqing, who had just entered the woods, heard the news and quickly took a photo with a flashlight. She just saw that I was tied with a rope and stuffed with cloth in my mouth. I stumbled towards her. When she saw me like this, she opened her eyes, opened her mouth slightly and looked shocked. She didn't understand what was going on at present?

”Chen Yu, what's the matter with you?”

Instead of turning away, Zhang Qingqing hurried towards me.

But at this time, the scar man behind me had caught up with me swearing. He threw me down from behind. He pressed on me. A pair of strong hands pressed my head on the ground full of sludge and fallen leaves, and shouted in a low voice: ”little bastard, if you really want to die, I'll help you.”