Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Xie Tong pointed to the community not far away, "That's where I live. Although the location is not good, the rent is within my affordability, so I live here."

Feng Qian nodded, silently surveying the surrounding environment.

The buildings here are a bit old and old, some construction waste can be seen everywhere, and many street lights have been damaged.

It seems that the security system is also lacking.

Xie Tong, a girl living here alone, is indeed a bit unsafe.

After a while.

drop--

drop--

Suddenly there was a piercing whistle in front of him, and then the headlights were turned on. The glaring light caused the two girls to subconsciously raise their hands to cover their eyes.

The horn blew a few more times, but the headlights remained on.

Feng Qian heard the door opening and a series of slightly messy footsteps.

Feng Qian frowned.

Not far away, came a group of punks dressed in non-mainstream clothes.

Their walking postures are so awkward, with their hands in their trouser pockets, and their eyes are turning maliciously on the girls.

Someone whistled a few times.

With the headlights of the car, Xie Tong recognized the person walking towards them.

The girl's face turned pale for a moment, she turned her head stiffly to look at Feng Qian, "They are those people just now."

Xie Tong thought that after the manager helped her out, she would have escaped a catastrophe, but he didn't expect those people to find her place to live.

In this battle, it is obvious that the opponent intends to intercept her on the way.

While Xie Tong was flustered, he was also somewhat regretful.

This time, she also got Feng Qian involved.

Xie Tong turned her head to look at Feng Qian. She was a little surprised that she didn't see the look of fear and panic on the girl's face, but the other party was very calm.

Xie Tong thought that Feng Qian had never experienced this before, and didn't know how bad these people were, so she silently tugged at the corner of Feng Qian's clothes and whispered, "Qian Qian, let's run."

Hearing the sound, Feng Qian turned his head to look at Xie Tong, and then at the little gangster walking over there.

The girl's voice was very weak: "Are they the ones who bullied you?"

Feng Qian was so calm, but Xie Tong was in a hurry, she nodded heavily.

yes!

It's these little bastards!

But now is not the time to think about these things, the most important thing now is to escape first!

The group of gangsters heard Feng Qian's voice, and the leader of the gang looked at the girl wantonly with malicious eyes.

He whistled, "Little sister, this is not bullying, it's too late for brother to hurt you~"

Feng Qian: "..."

Xie Tong felt that her palms were sweating, but this good friend beside her could still be so calm and friendly to this group of evil-minded gangsters.

Xie Tong was about to pull the girl away when she heard the girl say, "For a while, don't cry out for pain."

After all, the girl tilted her head, "However, you can call Dad."

The punks on the opposite side were stunned for a moment, then laughed again.

The words were also a bit obscene: "Brother lay down and let little sister hurt us."

With such suggestive words, the purpose of the other party is already very clear.

If Feng Qian hadn't sent Xie Tong home today, one can imagine what would happen to the girl.

Xie Tong went over and tugged at the corner of Feng Qianqian's clothes lightly, and lowered his voice: "Qianqian, let's run!"

Feng Qian shook his head, Xie Tong was instantly stunned.

She raised her hand to try Feng Qian's forehead.

Her little sister shouldn't have a fever, right?

However, the temperature is not hot?

etc!

Is now the time to think about this? Why don't you run away? !

Just when Xie Tong was in a daze, Feng Qian had already taken a step forward.

Xie Tong just opened his mouth to say something, only to see her good friend move one step ahead of her.

Seeing the thoughts in the previous chapter, haha, I want to say, do you think something bad will happen? Of course not, every time I want to write a serious essay, I can’t control my hand and walk on the road of sand sculpture, but don’t worry, there is only a little sand sculpture, really, trust me!