PFC Chapter 248 Rescue
Chapter 248 Rescue
Song Qianyi's face instantly turned extremely ugly, filled with anger and reluctance.
She never imagined that such a heinous act of violence would occur in broad daylight.
Yue Zimu's expression also changed. Although he was usually calm and composed and good at controlling his emotions, he couldn't help but clench his fists in anger when he saw this scene.
But the people around them seemed unfazed and offered no help whatsoever.
The other customers in the restaurant merely glanced out the window before continuing with their own business, as if nothing had happened.
The waiters remained indifferent, continuing their work methodically without any intention of stopping them.
Song Qianyi was both anxious and angry. She knew that if she rushed out rashly at this moment, she would not only fail to save anyone in front of this group of thugs wielding sticks, but would also be in danger.
But she simply couldn't bear to stand idly by.
Suddenly, Song Qianyi noticed that the driver from before was now standing in front of the woman.
Song Qianyi met Yue Zimu's gaze again, and both saw the same anger in each other's eyes.
It turns out to be Mu, who was in the postpartum period.
Then Yue Zimu made another phone call.
His expression was serious, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. He quickly dialed a number, held the phone to his ear, and spoke briefly and forcefully.
“Ah Feng, bring a team of men over here. Someone is committing violence in the street and bullying women and children.”
After saying that, he hung up the phone, his eyes fixed on the group of thugs.
Looking at Yue Zimu, Song Qianyi felt both touched and somewhat worried.
"Young Master Yue, how long will it take for the people you called to arrive? These thugs don't seem like they'll give up easily," Song Qianyi asked in a low voice.
Yue Zimu frowned slightly, her gaze never leaving the thugs.
"Soon, at most ten minutes. Let's stall for time and prevent them from harming the mother and child."
As they spoke, Song Qianyi and Yue Zimu went outside the restaurant, ready to deal with any unexpected situations.
Suddenly, the thugs opposite them started moving. They surged towards the driver like a tide, wildly swinging their sticks, creating a whooshing sound.
The driver showed no fear, drew a sharp knife from his waist, and nimbly weaved through the crowd, dodging left and right, and occasionally launching precise counterattacks. Every move was aimed at the rioters' vital points, and for a time the rioters found it difficult to get close.
However, the number of rioters was large, and they gradually surrounded the driver from all sides.
Taking advantage of a moment when the driver was defending against an attack from the right, a thug struck him hard from behind with a club.
The driver noticed something amiss behind him, but was unable to dodge in time while trying to avoid an attack from the front, and had no choice but to take the hit.
He groaned and swayed, but quickly regained his balance and continued to fight the thugs.
Upon seeing this, Song Qianyi and Yue Zimu felt a pang of anxiety and rushed into the battle without hesitation.
Yue Zimu grabbed a plank from the roadside, shouted, and charged toward the thug closest to the driver.
The thugs were focused on attacking the driver when Yue Zimu suddenly attacked from the side. He was struck hard on the arm by the wooden board, and the stick in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Song Qianyi picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at a thug who was about to attack the driver.
The stone struck the thug squarely on the forehead. He screamed, clutching his forehead with both hands, blood seeping from between his fingers, and staggered backward.
Song Qianyi and Yue Zimu did not linger and quickly picked up the fallen sticks.
Now that they had weapons in their hands, their momentum was even stronger, and their eyes revealed an unwavering determination.
Yue Zimu gripped the stick tightly with both hands and charged towards the area where the rioters were most concentrated.
He wielded his club with ferocious force, each strike carrying immense power, forcing the thugs to retreat.
Song Qianyi was not to be outdone; wielding a stick, she nimbly weaved through the thugs.
She spotted an opening in one of the thugs, raised the stick high, and then brought it down sharply, striking the thug precisely on the shoulder.
The thug, in pain, glared fiercely at Song Qianyi, wanting to retaliate, but Song Qianyi skillfully dodged it. Then, she struck him on the arm with another stick, completely incapacitating him.
With the help of the two men, the driver's stress was immediately relieved.
The fight continued, with the three men holding the child and woman tightly behind them.