The all-too-familiar scene played out once again!
Fury blazed in Song Ning's heart!
She hated sacks!
She never wanted to be bundled into one again!
The moment the sack came down over her head, her hand was already reaching into her shoulder bag!
With a rip, her sharp dagger sliced the sack open-
Song Ning spun at the same time and kicked forward without hesitation!
She put all her strength into that kick!
"Aah!" With a scream, the man trying to bag her went flying!
She tore off the half-draped sack in a couple of swift motions!
Then she charged forward and kicked the man on the ground twice more!
Just then, she heard a rush of air behind her.
The driver had seen things going wrong, stopped the truck, and come to help.
Song Ning spun and lashed out with a kick behind her.
But her kick hit nothing...
Her opponent was no slouch. He actually caught her ankle and tried to pull her off her feet.
The man on the ground had recovered by now, too. He scrambled up and lunged at Song Ning.
With a knife in her hand and no room to worry about anything else, Song Ning slashed straight at their vital spots...
Both men were tall and powerfully built. Now that they were concentrating on taking her down, she struggled to hold them off!
They attacked from both sides, trying to drag her into the truck.
There was already blood on Song Ning's dagger, but she had only inflicted superficial wounds, missing their vital spots.
As the situation grew increasingly desperate...
Song Ning raised her voice and screamed, "Stop those perverts! Someone's molesting me! Help!"
On a winter night, her cries carried far down the quiet, deserted streets.
She shouted about perverts because, compared