Chapter 5

They entered a mall and went to the counter that sold fabrics. Du Xiangxiang chose several colors of fabric, and Sun Yan reached into his pocket, but then he froze, searching left and right, and even looking back on the ground... "Where's my money?"

He clearly remembered bringing money with him.

The woman behind the counter was a middle-aged lady. With fabrics not selling well these days, it was rare to have customers, and this young man had chosen a few pieces of fabric. Now, he clearly didn't want to pay, acting as if he had lost his money, which made her extremely angry. If it weren't for the fact that the customer is always right, and this "God" had a well-spoken, good-looking young girl by his side, she would have wanted to grab a stick and hit him.

Sun Yan was dazed... "Did I drop my money?"

It was definitely still there when he bought the ice cream. When did he drop it? Could it have been when he punched that scarred youth and grabbed Du Xiangxiang to run away?

What kind of day is this? Bringing a girl out shopping and encountering thugs, then losing money after beating them up, and now being looked at with disdain by the middle-aged lady behind the counter, as if he was just playing with her. "I'm not a pretty teenage girl, and I'm not in the mood to play with you. And I'm with a girl today. Who would go out with a pretty girl and then try to flirt with a middle-aged lady in her forties? Do I look that perverted?"

Losing his money, Sun Yan was very frustrated, especially since things had been tough for him over the past half year. But since the money was already lost, there was nothing he could do except try to be more open-minded. What else could he do? Sell the girl?

The fairy beside him, who was watching him with wide eyes, said, "If only I could."

With no other choice, he had to take Du Xiangxiang out of the mall. On the way home, he thought that if it really didn't work out, he could give her the dresses and skirts his mother had left behind. After all, she could use the "magical pen" to "particleize" and reassemble them, and his mother wouldn't need them anymore.

"It's all my fault!" Du Xiangxiang followed behind him, looking apologetic.

"Yeah, I know. If you knew that, why don't you sell yourself and give me the money? You're a fairy from heaven, you must be worth a lot."

But then again, is she really a fairy? Although she can use the "magical pen cooking method" and "magical pen juicing method," it could also be some kind of magic, or even just good luck, and today she might have just bought a magical pen left by Ma Liang.

Du Xiangxiang, feeling embarrassed, continued, "And I also got you into trouble with those people. What if those three bad guys come after you later..."

Sun Yan shrugged, "This city is so big, how likely is it that we'll run into them again? In a few days, they won't even remember what I look like. It's no big deal."

Du Xiangxiang said happily, "But I didn't expect that you would attack them right away. They were more in number, weren't you afraid?"

"There's nothing to be afraid of," Sun Yan shrugged. He had thought it through; the scarred youth was clearly drunk, and you can't reason with a drunk thug. In the end, it would come down to a fight, so he decided to strike first. Besides, those three thugs were the kind who only bullied kids. They didn't expect him to actually fight back. One of them got beaten, and the other two might not have the courage to really hit him. Even if they did, they would hesitate.

Du Xiangxiang asked, "Does the young master often get into fights?"

"Not often," Sun Yan said, "Just once when I was a kid, I was bullied by a guy a year older than me. I was so scared that I only dared to cry to my mom."

Du Xiangxiang asked, "Did your mother help you beat him up?"

"No," Sun Yan said, "She said that there's no problem in the world that can't be solved with money, so she gave me a hundred dollars and told me to hire two older guys to beat him up."

Du Xiangxiang was stunned... "You can do that?" She asked quietly, "Then what happened?"

Sun Yan said, "I took the hundred dollars and hired myself. I mustered the courage to beat the guy up until he cried. After that, I realized that no matter how loud they talk, they're just loud. Fighting is all about who's not afraid of pain. As long as you're more fearless than them, you'll win."

Du Xiangxiang said, "I remember, the records the Matchmaker found said that your mother... young master?"

Sun Yan was staring blankly ahead, muttering, "This is not scientific!"

On the other side, a group of people was walking towards them. There were about seven or eight of them, and one of them, who was cursing, was the scarred youth he had punched in the face earlier. The scarred youth was walking and cursing, "That kid, if I see him again, I'll... I'll..."

Then he froze, just like Sun Yan, and shouted, "That's the kid, beat him up!"

Sun Yan never expected that after walking around for so long, he would run into this guy again. He wondered what kind of bad luck he had today. In such a big city, and he had deliberately avoided the alley where it happened, yet he still ran into them. He felt like he could buy a lottery ticket.

The scarred youth clearly didn't expect to run into this kid again either and immediately called his friends to charge over.

Seeing their aggressive approach, Sun Yan knew he was in real trouble this time. Earlier, he had taken advantage of their drunken state and struck first, knocking one of them out. Now, the one he hit was already清醒了，而且不可能再让他措手不及。再加上对方人多，这些街头混混，人一多胆子就大，旁边就算有路人看着他们也不会在乎。

他一把抓住腰上的钥匙，随手扯下来，塞到杜香香手里：“快走，从那边跑回家。”

杜香香急道：“公子……”

“不要管我！”孙炎把她推开。

我受伤了没关系，你要是被人欺负，就卖不到好价钱了。

说话间，那伙人已经冲了上来，当先冲到的是刚才随在带疤青年身边的两个混混中的一个，二话不说，一拳就往孙炎脸上轰来。孙炎脖子一歪，想都不想的避开这一拳，紧跟着一拳击出，打在这家伙脸上。

左边一个家伙一脚踹来。

一看对方的姿势，孙炎就知道这混混没有多少打架经验，因为在这种近身打斗中，踹脚其实是最不实用的动作，看起来威力猛，但因为幅度大，只要不慌不乱，其实是很容易避开的。

一下子避开踹脚，对方失去平衡，自己送了上来，孙炎早已算好距离，一拳轰在那人耳上，那人只觉耳鼓子轰的一响，整个脑袋都在发怔，人也往另一侧倒去，挡住另外两人。

但是对方毕竟人多，虽然接连打倒两个，孙炎胁下却是一痛，已经被人击中，孙炎心知被打中没有关系，无非就是痛罢了，更要命的是身子一下子失去平衡，除了不断的移位、调整，根本没有办法还手，而就在这过程中，更多的拳头已经轰过来，让他只能护住要害，等着挨打。

手中虽然拿着钥匙，但杜香香并没有逃走，只是在后边又焦又急地看着，眼见这样下去，孙炎难免要被揍个半死，忽的，她抬头看向天上的星辰，同时将右手藏在手中，食指、中指、无名指、小指四指并拢，拇指指头在四指间快速移动，紧接着便趴在地上，取出彩笔在石砖上快速地画着，不一会儿，就画出了一个九宫图案。

在她前方，孙炎已经被踹倒在地上，那带疤青年在孙炎背上狠狠的踹了两脚，还不解气，恰好看到一辆自行车从自行车道上经过，车上放着钢筋，于是强行挡住，抽出钢筋，骑车的路人被他的凶狠模样吓到，也不敢吭声。

带疤青年提着钢筋，骂骂咧咧的来到孙炎身边，钢筋一举，就要朝他背上狠狠抽去。

恰在这时，杜香香的九宫图案已经画好，又在九宫内用仙篆写了一个“火”字，隐约中，星空中有九道星光直射而下，快速的流转间，将孙炎与那些混混全都罩入。

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They were already in real trouble. Earlier, he had taken advantage of their drunken state and struck first, knocking one of them out. Now, the one he hit was already清醒了，而且不可能再让他措手不及。再加上对方人多，这些街头混混，人一多胆子就大，旁边就算有路人看着他们也不会在乎。

He grabbed the key from his waist, pulled it out, and handed it to Du Xiangxiang: "Run, go home from that side."

Du Xiangxiang said urgently, "Young master..."

"Don't worry about me!" Sun Yan pushed her away.

It doesn't matter if I get hurt, but if you get bullied, you won't be worth much.

As he spoke, the group of people had already charged over. The first to reach was one of the two thugs who had been with the scarred youth earlier. Without a word, he threw a punch at Sun Yan's face. Sun Yan tilted his head, instinctively dodging the punch, and immediately countered with a punch to the thug's face.

A guy on the left kicked at him.

Seeing the thug's stance, Sun Yan knew he had little fighting experience. In close combat, kicking is actually the least practical move. It looks powerful, but because of its wide range, it's easy to dodge if you stay calm.

He dodged the kick, causing the thug to lose balance and stumble forward. Sun Yan had already calculated the distance and landed a punch on the thug's ear. The thug's eardrum rang, and he staggered to the side, blocking the path of the other two.

However, the other side had more people. Despite knocking down two of them, Sun Yan felt a sharp pain in his side as he was hit. He knew that being hit wasn't a big deal, just painful, but the more critical issue was that he lost his balance. He could only keep moving and adjusting, unable to counterattack. More punches were coming, and he could only protect his vital areas and brace for the hits.

Although he held the key, Du Xiangxiang did