Quick Wear: Crazy beauties always plot against me

Dongyi Street is said to be a street, but it is actually a town. It used to be prosperous and then it was said that it would be demolished and repaired. Who knew that the boss took the money and ran away, and this street was abandoned.

The inside was filled with a desolate and dilapidated atmosphere. Song Ci was looking for traces of the machinery factory. He stopped, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his breath was slightly panting.

I looked around, but couldn't find it at all, stretched out my hand, clenched my fingers and punched the wall next to me, "Damn it!"

The cement limestone on the wall fell sparsely.

Song Ci frowned.

Suddenly, I heard the muffled sound of "bang" as metal barrels collided.

Song Ci's eyes flickered a little, and those amber eyes became thicker and sharper, and he raised his hand to press on the wall brick next to him and turned over directly, heading towards the place where the sound was made just now.

The boy stepped on the edge of the wall and moved very quickly. Looking at the cut-off wall in front of him, he turned over and jumped to the opposite side. The whole movement was graceful and dexterous like a cat.

Seeing the huge broken building in front, the sound in front became louder and louder.

He heard a girl's shrill cry.

How sweet it is!
His heart tightened, and his eyes became colder and colder.

No matter how far the distance in front was, he just jumped down, rolled around on the ground, and immediately got in.

……

"Hiss—fuck it, you bitch!"

Seeing that the blood flowed from the bite, the man immediately grabbed it with the other hand.

He Tian's face was covered with red handprints, the blood on his forehead was also stained on his hair, and his eyes were red and swollen like a pair of walnuts.

"Depend on!"

"Why hasn't Song Ci come here?! I want to kill this bitch right now!"

The man looked fierce.

The man opposite him was more stable, but he had a sarcastic look on his face. He looked at a brand-new clock on the rusty iron table opposite him: "Oh, wait another 10 minutes."

"If you don't come, leave it to you."

After the man finished speaking, the anger on the face of the scar-faced man on the opposite side subsided a little, and kicked He Tian a few more times, "Damn thing!"

"You're so ugly, who would like you!" After speaking, he spit on He Tian, ​​"Trash."

He Tian trembled, she couldn't cry for a long time, her face was burning with pain, and her body was in pain too much to breathe. She was thinking, when will she die...

10 minutes left.

She'll be free in no time.

……

The man looked at the time on the clock and blew on the knife in his hand, "Kill it."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden sound.

"Bam—"

Song Ci kicked open the rusty iron door.

The light came in from the outside and hit the corner next to it.

"Stop!" The boy's voice was loud.

All she saw was a ray of light in front of her eyes, she couldn't see anything clearly, her throat was so hoarse that she couldn't speak, it hurt so much, the smell of blood in her mouth was bitter and astringent, she swallowed it back.

She heard a voice, which was a little unreal.

But it sounds good.

It was Song Ci who came, and he really came.

He Tian suddenly wanted to cry, thinking so hard, how could he come?Why did he come again?Just to save her, a worthless person...

he really...

Song Ci's heart skipped a beat when he saw the girl walking towards the corner with the knife, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately... caught up.

"Let go of her!" Song Ci's eyes became more and more indifferent.

The man sitting in the back walked over from He Tian, ​​looked at the beautiful young man in front of him, and sneered, "Little white face, you are Song Ci?"

"I'm."

Then he walked over to the girl in the corner.

The man frowned and wanted to stop Song Ci, but was blocked by another man.

The group of people behind stood still and did not move.

Song Ci squatted there looking at He Tian who was covered in bruises, and reached out to touch her face, "Sorry for being late."

He Tian cried, tears fell on the back of Song Ci's hands, "No..."

The young man was so clean that she was a little afraid that the mud, blood, and black oil stains on her body would stain him, and her body trembled slightly.

"Don't...don't touch your dirty body..."

Listening to her choking voice, Song Ci's eyes fell on her bleeding scalp, his eyes were dull, and instead of falling on her head, he gently tapped her eyebrows, "Be obedient, not dirty."

Song Ci wiped her clean, "Don't cry, baby, wait here for a while and I'll take you back."

He Tian's eyes were blurred by tears, she heard Song Ci's words clearly, although the young man was so slender and thin, but his words made people feel at ease.

Song Ci helped He Tian up and let her lean against the wall with her hands outstretched.

He Tian watched the boy stand up and walk over, tugged at his trousers, "No, don't worry about me..."

Song Ci heard that he didn't look back, the indifference in his eyes almost turned into reality, "Which one of you beat me?"

"Heh, what's wrong with my beating?" The man with the knife on his neck snorted coldly, looked at the thin young man opposite, his eyes were full of sarcasm: "It's just a rookie."

What he can't stand the most in his life is Song Ci's words like this.

Song Ci laughed, "Is it just you?"

His voice is mixed with laughter, which is very pleasant, and there is no emotion in his words, which makes people shudder.