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

Although the place was unfamiliar, the darkness of the night was actually Yue Zhou's advantage. He picked a small path and quickly walked out of the bushes with He Yue. Unexpectedly, he met Song Xiaobai who was carrying He Lang on his back.

"Why are you here?" He Yue asked in surprise, having a bad feeling in her heart.

She helped He Lang sit down in the car and carefully took off his socks. Yue Zhou asked Zhang Ping to find a bottle of mineral water to wash away the gravel on his feet: "Can I take you to the hospital later?"

"it is good."

This handsome guy is nice, well-mannered and has a car!

Over there, He Yue grabbed Song Xiaobai who was about to leave and said, "Are you going to look for Luo Luo and An Ning?"

Song Xiaobai nodded honestly.

"Where are they?" He Yue asked anxiously.

"They went that way." Song Xiaobai pointed in a direction.

He Yue glanced in the dark direction and said, "Wait for me here." After that, she went back into the bushes without looking back.

"Xiao He, please... take me with you..." Song Xiaobai felt very lost after being abandoned again.

When Yue Zhou heard the noise and rushed over, it was too late. Zhang Ping behind him was still yelling, "Xiao Zhou, don't go anymore!"

He shouldn't have sent Yue Zhou to pick up He Yue after the college entrance examination!

But Yue Zhou paused. He turned his head to look behind the haystack and found a red supercar parked at the corner of the path.

"Are there another bad guy?" Song Xiaobai looked around vigilantly, turned around to protect He Lang, and Zhang Ping also looked around nervously.

Yue Zhou looked at the furnishings in the car and said, "No, it's Zhu Huaining. He's back."

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Luo Yilan and Lin Xia Ning never expected that they would meet Chen Song first.

Half of his body was covered in blood, and for some reason there was a piece of wood embedded in the outside of his thigh. He was already insane, holding an iron rod in his hand. When he saw them, he grinned, and the blood flowed into the gaps between his teeth, as if he was a hungry wolf seeing its prey, so excited that he didn't know what pain was.

"Why are you here?" Chen Song smiled, "Are you here to look for He Yue?"

His smile was so weird that it made people feel creepy. The two of them held hands silently.

"It's a pity that you can't see her anymore because she is dead." Chen Song laughed loudly towards the sky, scaring away a flock of birds.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Xianing shouted.

"Nonsense?" Chen Song stroked the iron rod in his hand. "How could it be? In order to let me spare her life, she even told me the true identity of the angel."

"impossible."

Lin Xia Ning retorted, but her body still subconsciously blocked Luo Yilan.

Chen Song saw everything.

He smiled, and blood flowed from the cut at the corner of his eye into his lips.

"This kind of person is not worthy of being a friend, right?"

"My Luo Yilan."

Looking at Chen Song's wolf-like green eyes, Luo Yilan secretly tugged at Lin Xia Ning's sleeve and said in a low voice: "I say three, two, one, and then turn around and run immediately."

Lin Xia Ning nodded slightly and still stood in front of Luo Yilan.

"Luo Yilan, do you still remember what you said to me when we were little?" Chen Song asked, with a hint of grievance in his tone, "You told me not to give up, and that people should have hope."

Chen Song recounted the past events one by one, but the two people in front of him were totally deaf to his words. They held their breath and stared at Chen Song's movements.

Luo Yilan counted softly: "Three, two, one."

After three shouts, both of them stood there without moving. They were planning to hold Chen Song back to give the other one time to escape.

Lin Xia Ning turned her head slightly and smiled: "We are thinking the same thing."

This was originally Luo Yilan's own destiny, but He Yue and Lin Xianing stood in front of her again and again.

Luo Yilan's eyes gradually became moist: "Idiot."

"Luo Yilan!"

Chen Song was very angry at the two people's disregard, especially Luo Yilan. Why did he become unimportant in her heart? Why did she let her friends deceive him? Did she treat him as a fool?

Luo Yilan walked out from behind Lin Xia Ning, and the two of them stood side by side, looking at Chen Song.

Chen Song looked into Luo Yilan's eyes, such beautiful eyes, but when he saw how embarrassed and miserable he was, he no longer felt a trace of heartache or concern.

There was only disgust in her eyes, deep disgust.

I really want to... dig her eyes out!

"Luo Yilan, why?" Chen Song limped towards her, tears glistening in his eyes. He really felt wronged. "Why do you look down on me too!"

He roared, tears streaming down his face.

"Chen Song, don't go crazy anymore. The police will be here soon." Luo Yilan told him calmly.

"You want me to go to jail?" Chen Song looked at the angel he had been thinking about all these years in disbelief. She was the only thing he wanted in his poor life. "You really want me to go to jail!"

After getting Luo Yilan's approval, Chen Song raised his iron rod fiercely and pointed it at Lin Xianing: "Is it because your friends have led you astray?"

Chen Song laughed in anger and strode over, as if he was completely unaware of the wooden board stuck in his thigh.

"I'm going to make them disappear today!"

The iron rod cut through the wind and came towards Lin Xia Ning's face. Luo Yilan quickly pulled her, but before she could stand firm, they both fell to the ground and rolled in two directions.

Lin Xia Ning was quick-eyed. She picked up a stone nearby and threw it at Chen Song without thinking. However, Chen Song swung it away with an iron rod. The force was so great that a clanging sound could be heard.

At this time, Lin Xia Ning had already climbed up from the ground, kicked high with her long legs, and actually kicked Chen Song in the chest.

"Oh, you don't know your own limitations." Chen Song sneered.

The iron rod could not feel pain, but Lin Xia Ning's slender arms could not withstand its attack at all. After several rounds, her arms were already bruised.

Luo Yilan shouted: "Kick his wrist!"

Lin Xia Ning turned around and spun around, raising her foot and kicking his wrist with all her might, but she didn't expect that the iron rod would also hit her spine heavily. She groaned in pain, followed by the crisp sound of the iron rod falling to the ground.

Lin Xia Ning felt a sweet and fishy taste in her throat and was about to turn over and get up, but she didn't expect Chen Song to be faster. Before she could get up, she was stepped on by Chen Song the next second.

"Let her go!" Luo Yilan rushed up and pressed the wooden board on Chen Song's legs deeper.

"Step aside!"

Chen Song felt pain and reflexively threw Luo Yilan out. Her back hit a tree trunk not far away. She felt as if her internal organs were displaced and cold sweat oozed from her forehead due to the pain.

"You're the one who hurt me too? You've encouraged me step by step to where I am now, but now you're looking at me with such a disgusting look!"

Chen Song no longer cared about Lin Xianing on the ground, and hysterically accused Luo Yilan.

Luo Yilan forced herself to stand up and said, "Don't impose your sins on me." She was a little weak and had to pause for a while to gather her strength before she could finish her words. "If I had known you were such a person, I would... definitely not have said a word to you that night!"

This one sentence made Chen Song laugh so hard that he fell backwards, but Luo Yilan clearly saw the tears in his eyes.

"Luo Yilan, let's die together."

Chen Song raised his hand and quickly pulled out the wooden board on his thigh. He saw a finger-long nail on the board oozing blood, and the wound on his thigh also gushed out thick blood in an instant.

"Kill her first, then kill you. I want you to watch your friend die to save you!"

Chen Song turned around and lifted the wooden board towards Lin Xianing, who was lying on the ground with a pale face. A drop of blood from the nail fell onto Lin Xianing's fair face.

Luo Yilan anxiously wanted to get up, but as soon as she moved, she gasped in pain and fell even harder: "No!"

In a flash, a figure suddenly jumped out from the dark forest, hugged Chen Song who was about to attack, and rolled out. He nimbly grabbed the wooden board and threw it out, then rode on Chen Song and punched him, making Chen Song see stars.

Lin Xia Ning was sweating coldly. She forced herself to look over. Tears immediately fell as she murmured, "Zhu Huaining..."

But Chen Song, with his muscular body, is no pushover. He climbed up from the underworld to his current position by relying not only on ruthlessness but also on martial arts. He seized the opportunity and hit Zhu Huaining's jaw with an elbow, forcing Zhu Huaining to relax.

Chen Song wiped the blood foam from the corner of his mouth and stood up shakily. He looked at Luo Yilan: "Is this what you wanted to see?"

Watch him get hurt, even watch him die.

"Yes."

The sirens behind them rang through the night. Luo Yilan touched her lips lightly, and said in a cold tone: "I wish I could kill you with my own hands."

This one sentence shattered all of Chen Song's hopes.