Uncle Jiu: I Met a Horse Bandit on the Road at Night, and the Girl Told Me to Run Quickly

The moonlight was thin in the desolate ridge outside Renjia Town. Duan Qianxing was walking at night when he heard a female voice calling for help. A girl in a white skirt with pleated black hair and wet hair rushed over on a bicycle to urge him to run quickly. The frame of the bicycle clicked and the chain broke into three pieces. Two black-robed horse bandits reined in their horses and stopped behind her, staring straight at her and smiling.