With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

Her gaze has always been bold and presumptuous.

Fu Hanyu knew from the first time he met her that the lights on the street were a bit messy, which made his skin as cold as frost and snow a little more colorful. He raised his eyelids and looked at her, with a very faint smile in his voice : "Fish?"

Song Yu pursed her lips, her throat was a little dry, and she couldn't help but took another big mouthful of milk tea. The cold and silky feeling, the aroma of milk and tea entered her throat, and it brought her spirit back. Looking at The smiling man in front of him opened his red lips slightly and evoked a sweet ending: "It's delicious!"

Fu Hanyu's slender fingers glowing with a cold jade color lightly stroked the milk tea straw in his hand, and said, "It's just as long as you like it."

Song Yu nodded, looked at him and smiled: "I like it very much."

Under the light, her smile was flamboyant, like a rose blooming warmly under the summer sun, with a stunning and charming charm.

Fu Hanyu's breathing stagnates, and his heart beats faster again. There is a bright light in his deep and cold eyes, which can't be suppressed.

The two looked at each other.

Around them, the dazzling lights and the crowds of people coming and going have all become their background boards.

After a moment.

Look away.

Song Yu unconsciously bit the straw, pointed to a road on the left, and said, "Fu Hanyu, let's turn this way and go to the Southeast Asian food area."

"Okay." Fu Hanyu nodded.

opposite.

Someone ran over, stopped them, and said, "Sir, miss, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm a photographer. I just saw that the two of you were so beautiful together. I couldn't resist taking a photo and sending it to you." Keep it as a souvenir!"

talking.

He handed Song Yu a photo.

Song Yu's eyes lit up when he saw it.

It's a photo of her and Fu Hanyu looking at each other for a moment. It's very emotional and beautiful, with hazy halos and blurred crowds, as if there were only the two of them on the entire street.

"Let me see." Fu Hanyu looked at Song Yu.

Song Yu knelt down, leaned closer to him, and said with a smile, "Isn't it a pretty good shot?"

She is very close.

Fu Hanyu leaned closer again.

The shadows and breathing of the two were almost entangled at this moment.

"Ah."

He responded in a low voice, and there was an unconcealable joy in his shallow voice, and the corners of his lips curved slightly and softly under the warm light.

"Then I'll take it." Song Yu put away the photo and smiled at the cameraman: "Thank you."

After the cameraman left.

Song Yu went to the side to buy green papaya salad.

Fu Hanyu raised his eyes, glanced at the background of the disappearance of the cameraman in the crowd, and sent a message to Cheng Xi: On the food street, the photographer named Yin Zhou got the photo, sent it to me, and deleted the negative.

When Song Yu came back with green papaya salad.

There are more and more people on the food street, and it is almost impossible to walk.

Fu Hanyu sits in a wheelchair, which is a bit inconvenient in such a crowded place, and he will be easily squeezed.

Song Yu looked in again, looked at the Southeast Asian food area at the corner, saw people crowded, frowned slightly, and said, "Fu Hanyu, I've almost done my shopping, let's go out!"

Fu Hanyu caught the flash of disappointment in her eyes, the hand holding the milk tea, the fingers tightened for a moment, and a barely visible self-mockery welled up in his eyes, he nodded, his voice was a little hoarse: "Okay."

Go inside, there are many people.

Going outside, there are many people.

Song Yu didn't even take a bite of green papaya salad, so he gave it to Fu Hanyu.

She pushed his wheelchair, and while walking forward, she had to pay attention to avoiding the crowd, for fear that the crowd would squeeze him.

When walking halfway.

A girl suddenly came over from the left direction, pushing away the crowd and running in while crying.

There are too many people.

Song Yu pushed the wheelchair and wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't.

The girl bumped straight into the side wheel of Fu Hanyu's wheelchair and fell to the ground.

"An'an, An'an, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I really didn't go out to fool around, and I don't have other women, your disease is really not infected by me, you wait for me." Behind, a man chased after me Come here, and when you see the girl falling to the ground, help her up nervously: "An'an, are you okay!"

The girl cried and threw herself into his arms, crying aggrievedly: "Hubby, it hurts."

This time, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest.

The man suddenly pointed at Fu Hanyu with a sullen look on his face: "Are you blind? How did you get there? Are you responsible for bumping into my girlfriend?"

The light in Fu Hanyu's eyes was dim, and there was danger in his eyes, and his lips were slightly parted.

Haven't spoken yet.

Song Yu stepped forward as if protecting a calf, and stood in front of him with a guarding posture. His eyes were slightly raised, with a careless madness, and he spoke very slowly, and his words were cold: "You figure it out, it's you My girlfriend doesn't have eyes, she bumped into it, and she is fully responsible for the collision and death."

"Husband." The girl stomped her feet angrily, and pulled the man's arm in reluctance: "She scolded me!"

"You hit my girlfriend and hurt me." The man relied on his tall and tall man to show his masculinity in front of his girlfriend, pointing at Fu Hanyu and yelling: "You are a stinky cripple, don't stay at home well Wait, it's an eyesore on the way."

At the bottom of Fu Hanyu's deep and cold eyes, a thin layer of ice was congealing, and blood gushed out little by little.

Song Yu was already annoyed, his eyes were as cold as shattered ice, and his gaze was like a cold sword out of its sheath, so sharp that people dare not look directly at him: "The country has no regulations, disabled people are not allowed to go out, you discriminate against them!"

The man sneered and wanted to speak.

Song Yu spoke again, interrupting his words, his eyes became colder, and there was an air of ostentatious evil all over his body: "It's the two of you, Aimee's gonorrhea is all over you, so don't stay at home well, you will be an eyesore on the way, Come out and harm people!"

Who are you calling disabled?

The girl's complexion changed suddenly, and she looked at the man: "Didn't you say that you are not sick, and my illness is caused by my lack of hygiene?"

The man was in a hurry, his face turned red, and he pointed at Song Yu angrily: "Nonsense, she is full of nonsense, An An, don't listen to her, I am very clean, I really have no diseases .”

Song Yu sneered, and looked at the girl mockingly: "You two, one dares to speak, the other dares to believe, you really are a match made in heaven."

"You hurt my girlfriend and smeared my reputation, I warn you, apologize to me quickly." The man became angry and pointed at them with a grim expression: "Now kneel down and apologize to me, to my girlfriend."

"Ask you a question." Song Yu suddenly looked at the girl, and pointed at the man curiously: "He has a dirty body, and he hasn't been sick for three seconds at a time. What are you following him for?"

In a word.

The melon eaters laughed out loud.

The man exploded completely, his eyes were red, he stared at Song Yu viciously, and rushed towards her with a fist: "Little bitch, if I don't punish you today, you won't know how powerful I am!"

The people who eat melon consciously stayed away.

Song Yu was about to dodge just now.

But she hasn't moved yet.

Fu Hanyu was faster than her, rolled the wheelchair forward, pulled her to the back, and punched the man in the abdomen.

His movements, seemingly without any force, are flowing like clouds and flowing water, which is pleasing to the eye.

When the man was hit, he flew back a distance of two meters, and with a bang, he slammed into the trash can on the side of the street, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The trash can was smashed, and the garbage fell all over his face.

The crowd, except for someone screaming in fear, backed away.

There were also people cheering and applauding.

It's really that this couple of dogs and men have gone too far. There are many people who have been pushed and shoved by the two of them before.

They themselves bumped into someone with a disability, and they didn't apologize or say anything, and even cursed, forcing people to apologize to them.

"Hubby." The girl cried and ran to the man, trying to help him up: "Hubby, are you okay!"

The man wiped the blood from his face, and his viscera were about to shatter in pain. He pointed at Song Yu and Fu Hanyu with a sinister expression, and said viciously, "Wait for me, wait for me!"

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and called someone.

Song Yu sneered, and didn't even bother to look at them, thinking that his eyes were dirty, he went to push Fu Hanyu's wheelchair.

At this moment, Fu Hanyu's handsome face with sharp edges and corners was too expensive, his jaw line was a little tight, and his eyes could not hide his disgust. He threw the handkerchief that he had just wiped into the trash can, and he still disliked it for being unclean. He shook his long fingers with distinct phalanges and asked her, "Are there any wet tissues?"

Song Yu wanted to laugh a little: "It's in my bag, you take it yourself."

Fu Hanyu opened her bag, took out wet tissues from inside, took out one, and another, until a small bag of ten wet tissues was used up before giving up.

But I still feel unclean.

Song Yu shook his head helplessly, feeling quite emotional.

Mr. Fu, he just has a cleanliness addiction, very serious!

But before, he enjoyed eating the snacks he had eaten and drinking the milk tea straws he used.

This little special, let her heart, also followed a little joy!

The two walked all the way to the intersection.

There are finally fewer people.

Song Yu squatted on the ground with no image, eating green papaya salad, turning his head from time to time to feed Fu Hanyu a mouthful.

Fu Hanyu doesn't like eating sour food very much, but he never refuses her food.

Finished the green papaya salad.

The two are right here, waiting for Mr. Fu to bring Fu Xun and Song Ze out.

Song Yu was free and taught Fu Hanyu how to play games.

The games she usually plays are simple stand-alone games.

Right now, I'm with Fu Hanyu, playing against each other, having fun!

watching.

Song Yu is about to win.

opposite.

There was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps.

Song Yu looked up.

I saw the man just now, staring at them fiercely.

Behind him, three No. 40 hooligans followed, holding weapons like sticks, and walked towards them aggressively.

Song Yu was unmoved, and calmly said to Fu Hanyu: "End this round!"

The movement of Fu Hanyu's fingers accelerated on the screen of the phone.

Just when Song Yu was about to win.

The man opposite threw out a sap, facing Song Yu's direction.

The moment Song Yu dodged away, the game was interrupted.

"Fuck!"

She was very unhappy, clenched her fists and creaked, threw the phone into Fu Hanyu's arms, pointed at a group of people opposite, and said arrogantly: "Fu Hanyu, don't make a move, give them all to me!"

they.

well.

pissed her off!

After finishing speaking, she raised her toes, kicked the electric baton thrown at her feet into the air handsomely and neatly, and caught it accurately.

The man on the opposite side pointed at them with a ferocious expression: "You two dogs and men, you are a good thing for me, I will kill you today, brothers, give me all, beat me to death!"

Song Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, with an indescribably flamboyant manner, and took two steps forward with a pace that his relatives would not recognize.

then.

Holding the electric baton in his hand tightly, he rushed out towards the crowd.

Who knew she hadn't rushed a few steps yet!

Suddenly someone grabbed his arm.

"Fu Hanyu, I promised myself..."

"Song Yu!"

Song Xingqing interrupted her with a displeased low drink, Qingjun's brows and eyes were full of coldness, with a bit of worry and blame.

Song Yu said half of the words, choked in his throat, frowned slightly, and said calmly: "Mr. Song, you'd better watch from the side, I can solve them by myself."

Song Xingqing didn't have time to say anything at this time.

A group of gangsters on the opposite side have already rushed over.

He could only rush over with Song Yu and fight with them.

Song Yu's skills are very high, and every move is full of the beauty of strength.

Compared with her, Song Xingqing's skill is a little weaker.

If it is said that Song Yu can take the first rank of general among the ten thousand armies, he is still not stained by a speck of dust.

At best, Song Xingqing is a master who can enter three times and exit three times on the battlefield.

However, these gangsters, with chaotic moves and no organization, can't be compared with the army. They are just a group of mobs. Under the pressure of the two of them, they quickly collapsed.

More than a dozen people were terrified of seeing them, and felt that they couldn't beat them, so they ran away secretly, planning to attack Fu Hanyu and threaten Song Yu and Song Xingqing with him.

They are very confident, thinking that he is a cripple and can be taken down in minutes!

But what happened next made them despair, and their guts were green with regret. When they were beaten half-mutilated lying on the ground, struggling to survive, they looked at the man in the wheelchair in horror, wriggling and trying to escape.

Hey!

Who said they were going to fight the disabled!

The disabled is even more brutal than those two people!

It takes less than 10 minute.

in the field.

Of the more than 40 people who could stand, only Song Yu and Song Xingqing were left.

There is also Fu Hanyu who has been sitting in a wheelchair without moving at all, but there are more than a dozen people lying beside him.

Song Yu blew the broken hair in front of his forehead unrestrainedly, feeling that it was not enough, raised his eyes, looked at Fu Hanyu, and blew a long, loud whistle at him.

Song Xingqing next to him, his eyes darkened, his blood pressure tended to rise a bit, and the veins on his forehead jumped suddenly: ...

Everyone is stupid!

The little rascal!

He always thought that it was this crippled old man who lied to her with his sweet words!

Looking at her frivolous behavior now, it is clear that she is molesting others!

After Song Yu whistled, he felt refreshed.

Fu Hanyu rolled the wheelchair, came to her side, clasped her arm with one hand, and pressed her shoulder with the other. His deep black eyes looked at the bright red behind her fair neck.

Song Yu moved a bit, his fair neck was covered with rouge-like thin red, and his breath became short of breath: "Fu Hanyu, you..."

"I'm hurt, don't move." Fu Hanyu interrupted her, his voice was a little hoarse, and there was obvious distress in his eyes.

Song Yu didn't move.

Not far away, Cheng Xi came over with a medicine kit in his hand.

Song Xingqing went up to meet him, took the medicine box in his hand, and looked there, Fu Hanyu's fingertips were about to touch Song Yu's neck.

He walked a few steps quickly, pulled her to his side, and said coldly: "Sir, I will take care of my sister's injury, so I won't bother you."