What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

"Burying him like this won't make me feel better." Ma Feilu said as he looked at He Lang being carried by Yao Gang, "I hated He Yue in the first place. If she hadn't pretended to be my brother's dream girl, I would have played with her and killed her long ago."

Hearing this, He Lang turned to look at Ma Feilu angrily, staring at him with his eyes almost spitting fire.

"What are you looking at? If you keep looking, I'll poke your eyes out."

The three men walked a little further away. Ma Feilu bent down and pretended to poke out He Lang's eyes, but He Lang did not dodge and instead moved his face forward.

"Oh, you're as stubborn as your sister." Ma Feilu smiled and picked up a sharp stone from the ground, then raised his arm towards He Lang in the moonlight, "Then let me vent my anger first."

In the gloomy suburbs, there was no one in sight except the warm yellow lights of the abandoned building in the distance.

He Lang suddenly began to regret why he didn't stay home today to eat the braised pork ribs made by Yin Rou, even though they always tasted a bit burnt.

But on second thought, he felt that he had done nothing wrong and he could not and should not abandon his sister.

I didn’t expect that He Lang could be a hero until his death.

Thinking of this, the only fear in He Lang's heart disappeared, and he closed his eyes calmly. However, the expected pain did not appear. Instead, he heard a groan and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

He Lang secretly opened one eye to look, and unexpectedly, the ferocious Ma Feilu had fallen at his feet.

Behind him was Yao Gang holding a stone.

Before He Lang could react to what had happened, the cloth in his mouth had been torn away by Yao Gang. He quickly untied the rope on He Lang's wrist and gave him instructions.

"Walk east for 500 meters and you will see an old thatched house. Go hide inside and don't come out."

"Where is my sister?" He Lang said as he was about to run towards the abandoned building.

Yao Gang really didn't know how this kid still had the energy after making a fuss all day. He held him down and said, "I'm going to save your sister."

He Lang slapped his head, said "oh", then lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "I know, are you an undercover?"

Yao Gang nodded helplessly and pushed him eastward: "Go and hide quickly. I promise to bring your sister back."

"Okay, it's a deal!" After receiving Yao Gang's affirmative response, He Lang knew that he would only be a burden here, so he turned around and ran east.

Yao Gang glanced at Ma Feilu lying on the ground. In order not to arouse Chen Song's suspicion, he could not hide the handcuffs on his body. Now he could only use what was available.

He bent down and dragged Ma Feilu to the tree, took out the belt and tied his wrists to the tree trunk. Without daring to stop for a moment, he ran towards the abandoned building at a high speed.

-

In summer, the grass is tall.

He Lang was halfway through his run when he realized that one of his shoes had fallen off at some point. His socks were worn out and the soles of his feet were bloody. He looked back and saw a shadow in the grass, with its teeth and claws bared and its claws bared when the wind blew. He didn't dare to look back for his shoes.

He limped forward, and just when he thought he had run in the wrong direction, he finally saw a shabby little thatched hut standing on a flat ground separated by grass and trees. It looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

"found it!"

He Lang shouted in surprise, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down. Unexpectedly, there was a rustling sound behind him. Before he could turn around, his legs were pulled by someone, and he fell face down on the rough ground.

He Lang kicked his legs and looked back, only to see a big cut on the back of Ma Feilu's head. Blood flowed down the back of his neck and soaked his sleeves. There was a purple bruise on his wrist, and the skin was broken. Drops of blood fell to the ground.

"You son of a bitch, still running?"

Ma Feilu kicked He Lang in the heart.

"Where's Yao Gang?"

Who would have thought that he would be ambushed!

Ma Feilu became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He kept cursing and bent over to grab He Lang from the ground. “I’m asking you a question!”

If he hadn't seen a shoe dropped on the path, he wouldn't have been able to chase here, but why wasn't the traitor who hit him here?

Faced with the questioning, He Lang kept his mouth shut.

Yao Gang went to rescue his sister, and he couldn't expose his whereabouts.

"You don't want to tell me, right? Fine, then I'll kill you first, and then I'll kill him."

Ma Feilu looked around for something suitable, wanting to vent his anger on He Lang.

He Lang, who was pinned to the ground, closed his eyes resigned to his fate. He really couldn't escape the disaster. Unexpectedly, someone suddenly rushed out from the bushes, hugged Ma Feilu's waist, and fell to the side together.

He Lang was thrown back to the ground. He looked over blankly, but he didn't recognize the person who saved him at all.

He tried to get up from the ground in panic, but the grass rustled again and he couldn't tell who was friend or foe.

He Lang quickly picked up a stone and held it in his hand. Just when he was sweating with anxiety, the grass was pushed aside, revealing two familiar faces.

"He Lang?" Luo Yilan shouted.

He Lang was so anxious that she shed tears: "Sisters, run quickly, there are bad guys here."

We can't keep giving away lives.

But Lin Xia Ning didn't hear what He Lang said at all. She just ran out from the bushes angrily and went straight to Ma Feilu.

"Xiaobai, get out of the way."

Song Xiaobai let go of his hand and rolled to the side. Lin Xia Ning's resentment for so many years was concentrated on this kick, and she stepped hard on Ma Feilu's vitals: "Still bullying a child!"

-

Just when He Yue thought she was going to die, a gunshot rang out next to her ear, followed by a voice shouting.

"stop!"

Chen Song looked over: "Yao Gang?"

"Stop it now, or I'll shoot."

Seeing Yao Gang holding the gun in a standard posture, Chen Song narrowed his eyes: "Heh, are you playing Infernal Affairs with me?"

"Chen Song, your safe has been opened and the police are on their way. Don't struggle any more."

Chen Song looked behind Yao Gang, but there was no trace of Ma Feilu.

"Bastard." Chen Song cursed in a low voice, raised his hands and stood up.

"Heyue, are you okay?" Yao Gang asked.

"It's okay." He Yue waved her hand and just stood up, but she didn't expect to be thrown out in the next second. The familiar feeling of her body floating in the air made even her heart be thrown up.

She only heard Yao Gang's words in the howling night wind - "Don't run!"

"what!"

Her body fell rapidly, and He Yue managed to grab the edge of the rooftop while waving her arms wildly. She glanced down, but in the pitch-black night, she could not see the rough ground clearly.

Her arms ached so much that it felt like she was being tortured to death.

A tear fell from the sky and she could hardly hold on any longer.

"He Yue."

A clear voice sounded above my head, like a firework exploding in the sky, breaking through the barrier of fear in my heart.

He Yue looked up in disbelief, and a face that she hadn't seen for a long time appeared in her sight again.

"Yuezhou."

He Yue always gets distracted when doing her homework, thinking about what the scene would be like if she met Yue Zhou again, who had lost contact with her for nearly half a year, and what tone and words she would use.

But today, what comes out first is a tear falling from the corner of my eye.

Yue Zhou smiled at her, grasped her wrist with his broad hand, and pulled her up: "Don't be afraid."

His voice was trembling because he was trying too hard.

"Believe me."

With hope, He Yue began to exert herself and finally climbed back to the platform safely.

She stumbled and fell into Yue Zhou's arms. There was still the familiar mint scent, and this time she met his bright eyes.