His Pants Fell Down at the Worst Possible Moment

At the sound, three men rushed out, while one remained inside, too absorbed in having his way with Jiang Xinxin to stop.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you ruin our fun?"

"Zhang Yang."

Zhang Yang's expression was impassive. He gave them his name.

"Zhang Yang?"

The three men froze. One immediately turned and shouted.

"Zhang Yang's here!"

"Ah—"

The man inside was stunned too. He scrambled up and ran out, clutching his pants.

"Zhang Yang!"

Jiang Xinxin heard him. Hope stirred in her. Better to fall into Zhang Yang's hands than remain with these beasts. Even if he killed her, at least it would be quick.

"Ah!"

The three men at the door charged Zhang Yang with a shout, but he needed only a few moves.

Bam! Crack! He thrashed them and, in the blink of an eye, left all three sprawled on the ground, groaning and unable to get up.

"Ah—"

"Stay back! Take one more step and I'll kill her."

Jiang Xinxin had seized her chance to run for help, but the last Wu Family bodyguard caught her at the doorway. He locked an arm around her neck and pressed a short knife against her throat.

"Zhang Yang, I'm sorry. Save me..."

Jiang Xinxin saw Zhang Yang as her savior. Right now, he was the only one she could ask for help.

"..."

Zhang Yang fell silent. Several meters separated them, and the knife was already against Jiang Xinxin's throat.

If he lunged, he could not beat the blade. One wrong move, and he might get her killed himself.

"Miss Zhang, save me! Please!"

"Save you? When you were hurting people, did you ever think about saving anyone?"

Zhang Xin'ai sneered. Jiang Xinxin was begging Zhang Yang for help, but had she forgotten she was the