Chapter 2: Soft Girls and Little Lolis

  Also didn't know what was going on, at the same time that Zhang Jialian was about to completely lose consciousness, he suddenly heard a soul-shaking loud noise, and then his eyes flashed, that endless darkness seemed to be driven away in an instant, and his strength instantly returned to his body. His hearing and vision also recovered instantly, Zhang Jialian was stunned for a moment, just as he heard the big man covering his severed arm screaming in pain, what's going on? Wasn't this the moment when he had just subdued the big man? And the door of the driver's cab hadn't even opened yet.

  What just happened? Didn't I get shot? Was it an illusion? Or did time flow backwards?

  Regardless, Zhang Jialian didn't have time to think much, and with a swift kick, he fiercely kicked the big man's head, causing him to lose consciousness. Borrowing the momentum from the kick, he swiftly dashed towards the driver's cabin. Almost simultaneously, the door of the driver's cabin opened, and the driver jumped out holding a shotgun.

  As he watched Zhang Jialian growing bigger, the driver's eyes widened in disbelief. He had not expected Zhang Jialian to be so swift and how he could predict that he would get out of the car at this moment.

  It was at that moment of surprise that Zhang Jialian had already arrived in front of the driver, let out a loud roar, lowered his body, and threw a hook punch at the stunned driver, heavily hitting his chin. Zhang Jialian could even hear the sound of bones breaking. The driver was in so much pain that he saw stars, involuntarily dropped the shotgun in his hand, and covered his chin to cry out in agony.

  Having seen the man's ruthlessness before, Zhang Jialian didn't dare to take it lightly and continued to beat the fallen driver, punching and kicking him until he fell to the ground. Only then did he rub his slightly sore fist and gasp for a few breaths. He kicked the shotgun into the car belly, preserving fingerprint evidence while not having to worry about anyone getting their hands on it.

  He patted his hands, and Zhang Jialian looked at the two thugs who had fallen to the ground in a coma with satisfaction. Then he reached out and opened the rear car door. The woman inside was already frightened silly. Without any resistance, she was pulled down from the car by Zhang Jialian. Although so, Zhang Jialian did not dare to take it lightly, and hurried the woman to the side of the road. Sometimes, such women are even more dangerous than the thugs just now, and naturally cannot be allowed to get close.

  As he opened the car door, Zhang Jialian saw a pair of clear eyes shining with inexplicable fear and emotion, staring at him in surprise. The delicate face was pale without a hint of blood color, clearly shocked. Zhang Jialian recognized her - it was Xue Sihui, the famous soft beauty and president of the school's student union, who had become the president in her sophomore year, not only because of her strong abilities but also due to her illustrious family background.

  You know, this is one of the top three comprehensive universities in the country! It's not a place where just anyone with money or power can be the president of the student union.

  As the Minister of External Affairs, Zhang Jialian was also familiar with her, but on the day when Xue Silian became the president of the student union in the school's student affairs office, he chose to resign on the spot. From then on, the two were like strangers. Although Xue Silian had looked for him many times, he refused to see her every time. Many people admired Zhang Jialian's behavior of resisting tyranny, but some people thought that this was just Zhang Jialian venting his resentment at not becoming the president of the student union himself.

  Of course, the latter rumor is unfounded, because as early as in the third year, 80% of the votes were already supporting Zhang Jialian to become the president of the student union, but he refused. In other words, if he wanted to be the president of the student union, he would have been one long ago. How could he possibly vent his frustrations because of not holding the position?

  Looking at the soft little girl who had been following him for over a year, Zhang Jialian's heart ached as he gently removed the cloth ball from the girl's mouth and softly comforted her: "Don't be afraid, Si Hong, it's okay, it's okay..."

  "Brother Jia Lian." Xue Sihong suddenly threw herself into Zhang Jialian's arms, her beautiful eyes shining with tears, crying uncontrollably, and freely venting the panic and fear in her heart.

  "It's okay, it's fine now." Zhang Jialian gently patted Xue Sihong's back to comfort her. According to research, this action is the most beneficial for emotional relief, and not because Zhang Jialian was taking advantage of the situation to touch her inappropriately.

  Zhang Jialian knew that this was not a place to comfort people, these two men were no longer a threat, but what if their accomplices came? That's not something to be taken lightly. They dared to kidnap Xue Sihuan and even shot him directly without caring about their own companion. What a ruthless gang of robbers! This place is not suitable for staying for long.

  "Do you have a cell phone? Hurry up and call for help. I'll collect the evidence first." Zhang Jialian broke free from Xue Sihong's hug, got out of the car, and this era was not even sure if the principal of the college had a mobile phone, but Zhang Jialian knew that Xue Sihong did, and it wasn't one of those brick-sized big brothers, but a much smaller Sony Z1. This was over 30,000 yuan for a cell phone, and this was in '91, over 30,000 yuan.

  Zhang Jialian got out of the car and saw that the woman had already run madly into the darkness, more than 50 meters away from the car. Although it was far away, Zhang Jialian didn't panic, picked up two stones on the ground with his hands, and threw them at the woman who was running wildly.

  The stone flew rapidly through the air, producing a loud whistling sound. As soon as this sound was heard, the woman fell to the ground. Fifty meters is nothing! During the military training assembly in his freshman year, Zhang Jialian had thrown a 700-gram wooden-handled grenade seventy-eight meters, breaking the school record and even the Nanjing Military Region's overall record. Of course, it still had some distance from the national record - the old-style hand grenade's national record was eighty-eight meters.

  At that time, the commander of the Shanghai Military Region who came to attend the military training performance had the idea of recruiting Zhang Jialian into the army, but this was a top student from Fudan University. The district commander thought about it and didn't speak up after all. It was already past the era when good men should join the army. Top students from Fudan University almost always became darlings in various industries, and this was 1991, not just any year!

  After knocking down the woman who was running wildly, Zhang Jialian did not rush to catch her back. He was very sure about the direction of those two stones, one hit her right leg and one hit her lower back, one made her lose the ability to run quickly for a short time, and one made her lie on the ground (groaning) for a while. With such assurance, what else could he be afraid of? Leaving Xue Sihong alone here and going to catch that woman by himself was something only an idiot would do.

  Turning around, Zhang Jialian pulled down the two shocked men's pants and used their own belts to tie their hands behind their backs. He then used the driver's white T-shirt to retrieve the shotgun that had been swept under the car and put it in the trunk. As soon as he opened the trunk, Zhang Jialian was startled - inside was a little girl around seven years old who had been tied up.

  Zhang Jiali hastily carried out the little loli and kept comforting her, saying: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, big brother is a good person, big brother is a good person."

  But the little loli was scared stiff, crying and shouting nonstop, until Zhang Jialian took her into the car, where she saw the two men who had been beaten into shock and Xue Sihong, who had already been untied. She slowly regained her composure, but no matter what, she would always make sure to have at least one hand grasping onto Zhang Jialian's body, whether it was his clothes or arm. Zhang Jialian felt helpless about this, but more than that, he felt heartache.

  These murderous bastards, anyone who kidnaps or traffics should have their "upper hand" cut off if they're a man, and their "hole" plugged up if they're a woman.

  On the other side, Xue Si-hong had already made a distress call, and the police should be arriving soon. After all, Xue Si-hong was not an ordinary third-generation official. Zhang Jia-lian stretched his body, took out the cigarette from his pocket, and was about to light it up to calm himself down. However, seeing the little girl tightly grasping his arm, he gave up on that idea.

  Smoking can't start from childhood.

  He freed his left hand and grasped the little girl's trembling hand, saying with concern: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, brother is here, everything will be fine."

  The little girl tightly grasped Zhang Jialian's left hand with both hands, as if holding onto everything. Perhaps she was scared or perhaps she was tired, but soon she leaned against Zhang Jialian and fell asleep. Poor child, it's unknown how long it has been since she last had a good night's sleep.

  Zhang Jialian really hated to give those two shocked guys a few more kicks, but that would disturb the little girl's rest, so he had to give up. Xue Silian on the side also wanted to hold Zhang Jialian's hand and lean against him with her eyes closed, but... this could only be thought about.

  "Thanks, Brother Jia Lian." Half a moment passed before Xue Si Liang plucked up the courage to say this to Zhang Jia Lian.

  Zhang Jialian shook his head: "Still, thank the country first! It was the party and government that cultivated this spirit in me since I was young." What he said is not wrong. Zhang Jialian was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage from a young age. Although he also suffered some bullying, people of that era were relatively simple-minded, and he not only wasn't sold to be a child laborer or become a hoodlum, but surprisingly became the first person from Yicheng County to get into Fudan University, causing a stir throughout the county.

  But? Xue SiLing didn't understand Zhang JiaLian's actual meaning, thinking that this was just perfunctory, and couldn't help but feel wronged in her heart. Sparkling tears kept swirling in her clear eyes, biting her red lips, Xue SiLing said with a full of guilt: "I wasn't the one who wanted to be the student council president."

  Zhang Jialian opened his eyes and looked at the beautiful girl. Her skin was as delicate as jade, her long black hair was tied into a loose ponytail that fell on her shoulders, making her look even more fragile. The elegant and lovely face was full of grievances and guilt, which made people's hearts ache.

  Zhang Jialian couldn't bear to see Xue Sihong blaming herself so much, and besides, this matter really couldn't be entirely blamed on the young girl. He nodded his head, stretched out his right hand, and gently stroked Xue Sihong's head, saying softly: "I know."

  "So you forgive me?" Xue Sihong clasped her hands together, looking at Zhang Jialian with expectation, her eyes still holding back tears of grievance.

  Zhang Jialian smiled and nodded, anyway, they would be separated in a few days and it would be hard to meet again. He didn't want Xue Sihong to bear such psychological burden either. Moreover, his resignation was more of a dissatisfaction with the Academic Affairs Office, there was no need to take it out on a young girl like her. Thinking of this, Zhang Jialian naturally smiled.