After taking a moment to enjoy the pleasant night air, Zhou Yi stuffed his hands into his pockets and cheerfully whistled as he continued walking.
Just then, the system's voice echoed again.
"B-rank target detected."
"Where? It's late. Who would be around?"
"Left alley, around the corner."
"Got it."
Zhou Yi's eyes lit up as he headed toward the alley.
For him, these encounters meant both money and attribute points.
As he turned the corner, he spotted a girl.
She was surrounded by several men, clearly cornered by some delinquents with no way out.
One of the thugs, with bright red hair, had grabbed the girl's wrist. She was softly crying, her voice hoarse from repeatedly calling for help.
"Don't waste your breath, sweetheart. No one's coming to save you. Just have some fun with us," the red-haired thug sneered.
Hearing the cries for help, Zhou Yi was startled. He rushed over and shouted, "Let her go!"
The system, 077, warned him, "Host, your combat power is only 30. Are you sure you want to confront them head-on? I suggest calling the police instead."
Zhou Yi raised an eyebrow. "The original host may not have had combat skills, but in my past life, I trained in Taekwondo. A few thugs won't be a challenge."
That was also why Zhou Yi had easily taken down the yellow-haired punk earlier.
If it hadn't been for Xu Rong's sneak attack in his past life, he might not have died.
At the sound of Zhou Yi's voice, everyone turned around.
The thugs burst into laughter when they saw Zhou Yi's lean frame.
"You think you're some kind of hero, pretty boy? I'd advise you not to mess with us, or you might end up dead," the red-haired thug taunted.
Zhou Yi had taken off his glasses and pushed back the bangs that obscured his vision. To the thugs, he looked like a classic pretty boy.
A hint of jealousy flashed in their eyes.
Hearing Zhou Yi's voice, the girl raised her head, her brows furrowed. Zhou Yi was momentarily stunned by her beauty.
Though her face was pale, her features were delicate and pure, her eyes like clear pools of water, filled with vulnerability.
She looked at him with a fragile, pleading expression, her voice trembling as she whispered, "Please... save me..."
Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists, and strode toward the thugs.
The red-haired leader, seeing Zhou Yi ignore his warning, shoved the girl to one of his lackeys and grabbed a steel pipe from another. He swung it at Zhou Yi.