CHAPTER 1476: CHAPTER 1477: I DON’T KNOW YOU, IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME

Because you’re by my side, Li Qiyi walks the little path more boldly. This path, the two of them had walked countless times in their childhood, even with eyes closed, they could walk straight out.

The streetlights are still dim as when they were young, only illuminating a range of about ten meters around, making some corners appear dark and far-reaching.

You walk side by side with Li Qiyi, your steps in unison, yet unable to hold hands as you did in your carefree childhood.

Being eight years older than her brother, Li Qiyi has been taking care of you as an elder sister since childhood, whether in studies or in life. Since their elementary and junior high schools were very close, Li Qiyi would wait at the school gate every day after school for her brother, then hold your little hand and walk home together.

"Sister, do you remember, when I was in third grade, the day you had a fever and couldn’t go to school, I was bullied in that corner."

As you speak, you point to a small corner next to a garbage pile ahead on the left.

Li Qiyi nods, smiling, her flawless face showing a serene and beautiful smile: "Hmm, of course, I remember, but you were very brave that time because you didn’t cry."

You smile, your face full of nostalgia: "Actually, I did cry, but you didn’t see it. I cried before you came because when I saw you arrive with a high fever, I hurriedly wiped my tears dry. I didn’t want you to feel bad because of my cowardice. From that day on, I swore in my heart that one day I would protect you with my own hands."

Looking at you, Li Qiyi smiled. It was this tranquil and serene smile that touched your deepest and most beautiful memories.

"Sister, I..."

Li Qiyi seemed to think of something, reached forward, and gently placed her slender, jade-like fingers on your lips, softly shaking her head: "Little Yun, sister promises that I will only let you protect me for a lifetime, but you have to be obedient, okay?"

"Mm, sister, I know."

Looking up at the moon, the mix of two kinds of memories leaves you with an unsolvable melancholy, lamenting that this reincarnation is a bit of a pit.

On the way, aside from occasionally seeing exhausted office workers, there was nothing else. Eventually, you escorted Li Qiyi to a gated community, which had fairly decent specifications.

"Sister, I’ll leave you here." You stand at the entrance of the community, not going in with Li Qiyi.

"Not coming up for a glass of water?"

You shake your head with a smile: "No, you have work tomorrow, I won’t disturb you."

"Mm, be careful on your way back."

"Don’t worry, there aren’t many who can hurt me." With that, you waved at Li Qiyi and turned to leave.

On the way back, you took the same path. However, unlike when you came, as you reached a relatively secluded spot, about ten people suddenly emerged from the alley ahead, while another ten blocked your way back.

Seeing this, a slight smile played on your lips.

As these people approached, you stood your ground calmly, still smiling at the crowd.

"Kid, looks like today’s not your lucky day!" The leader was a young man with yellow hair, holding a small steel rod in his hand.

You shrugged, the smile unwavering: "Before you make a move, mind telling me which idiot hired you?"

The yellow-haired young man was slightly taken aback, not expecting you to smile in the face of danger.

"I’m just here for the beating today, no other business." He waved the small steel rod in his hand, barking, "Break this kid’s limbs, do it quickly, so we can have fun later!"

"Got it, brothers, let’s do it!"

Several people shouted as they approached.

At this moment, your sharp eyes spotted a black Cayenne parked at an intersection ahead.

Seeing this, you couldn’t help but smile.

Addressing those who had surrounded you, you said, "Hehe, a job where I don’t have to pay for medical bills, that’s my favorite kind."

With that, you stepped forward boldly, your right hand shooting out, grabbing a young man’s long hair, and without a word, you slammed his head hard against his companion beside him!

As their heads collided, both immediately fell back to the ground, and your right foot was already raised high, delivering a fierce kick to a tall guy in front of you.

"Bang!"

The kick was solid, and the tall guy only felt a severe pain in his abdomen and his body flew backward.

"This kid has some skills, watch out, everyone!"

The words had barely left a young man’s mouth before his face was smashed by your fist, sending him reeling, covering his face, and sitting on the ground, his ears ringing with the sound of clattering kitchenware.

Under the dim streetlights, the yellow-haired young man with the small steel rod watched in growing panic. The distance of ten meters and the poor lighting made it hard for him to see your face clearly, only your general outline. Even so, the scene made his heart leap!

What kind of speed is this?

Your fists were as fast as extreme shadows, your punches landing before one could blink, hammering down on his men. Though not striking vital parts, every hit sent them flying back, writhing in corners, crying out as they struggled to get up.

In just a few puffs of smoke, the yellow-haired young man’s underlings were sprawled all over, wailing.

"Ah, you’re the last one left. Come on, have some fun with your brother."

The yellow-haired young man had no more courage left to get beaten. Despite being a small leader, he couldn’t run, as doing so would make him lose face in the gang.

Seeing that the yellow-haired young man didn’t flee but stood there in a daze, you smiled, leisurely walked up, patted his shoulder gently, and said something only he could hear. Then you suddenly took off running. The Cayenne owner realized things weren’t going well, just as he started the engine to flee, there was a ’ping’ sound!

A fist suddenly smashed the driver’s side window, shattering the glass, and you yanked the man from the driver’s seat!

The pull was so strong that after hitting the ground, the Cayenne owner skidded several meters on the bumpy surface, eventually tumbling into a stinking pile of garbage.

When the Cayenne owner struggled to stand up from the garbage heap, you were already standing in front of him, your face still wearing that unsettling smile.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look how dirty your face is." You wiped some grime from the Cayenne owner’s face, "Hey, you look familiar, have we met somewhere?"

"I don’t know you, it has nothing to do with me!"