Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 277: Report, This Guy Doesn’t Follow the Rules in a Fight!

Song Nuan squinted her eyes instantly, and when she opened them again, she saw the youth holding a large knife.

The blade looked extremely sharp.

The dim streetlights reflected off Song Nuan’s eyes.

"Try kicking it? I’ll hack you to pieces!" The youth’s voice was vicious and fierce.

Song Nuan froze instantly, tears streaming down her face, looking pitiful and easy to bully.

Thinking she really couldn’t escape, her tears poured down even more.

"Help!" Song Nuan cried out loud.

"Scream for help all you want, no one’s going to save you in the middle of the night! Ah—" Suddenly, the youth screamed in pain.

"Damn!" He covered his head and looked up, his head buzzing from being hit by something falling from the sky.

On the wall, a man sat there, looking down at the four or five youths below.

"Who the hell are you? Get down here!" The youth shouted angrily, getting sneak-attacked really sucks.

Song Nuan raised her almond eyes to look at the man, her pupils slightly trembling, Gu Nanjiu...

The man smiled: "Bullying a girl like that, shame on you."

He leapt down, his movement very fluid.

Yet with his jump, Song Nuan couldn’t help but close her eyes slightly.

He should be in his thirties, after all, he’s no spring chicken. Jumping down like that, Song Nuan was indeed a bit scared.

Afraid he might throw out his back.

But when Song Nuan opened her eyes, the man landed steadily, as if such actions were all very simple for him.

"Who are you? Meddling in my business... ah! Damn—"

The youth hadn’t finished speaking when he directly took a solid punch.

"Shit!" The youth had always been cocky.

"Boss, this guy doesn’t follow the rules, let’s get him!" Said the blond-haired youth behind him.

Song Nuan: "...?"

Rules?

"Yeah, in a fight, you start with cussing, the rules are rules, who the hell just starts hitting people? Guys, get him!"

Next, Song Nuan saw four or five people and Gu Nanjiu brawling.

She didn’t know if Gu Nanjiu could fight off five people, they were all young and fit.

Gu Nanjiu, an old guy, coming to fight, was quite worrying.

Song Nuan threw a caring glance at Gu Nanjiu’s waist.

Really... worried he’d be beaten to pieces.

The final outcome proved Song Nuan’s worry was unnecessary.

She watched with wide eyes as Gu Nanjiu took down five people.

"..." Song Nuan was so stunned she forgot to cry, standing there bewildered.

The man walked over to her: "Are you okay?"

It was only with his question that Song Nuan snapped back to reality.

Song Nuan sniffed slightly: "I’m fine."

Song Nuan was at a loss about how to face Gu Nanjiu, given the previous unpleasant scene.

Because the things Gu Nanjiu said, and those actions, were too straightforward, too straightforward for her to handle.

She glared at Gu Nanjiu, thinking this man must have some cleanliness obsession since she always saw him using tissues in the classroom.

Maybe some people... when they meet someone they like, are naturally straightforward like this?

Song Nuan pursed her lips, disregarding the tear stains on her cheeks, took a tissue from her bag and pulled Gu Nanjiu’s hand to wipe it.

But his hand withdrew slightly—