Cannon fodder beauty is very rich

He has seen these shoes countless times, and they are very particular.

Looking up along the shoe, the owner of the shoe has slender and strong legs. He pointed to the big clay pot Qingyue and said, "Boss, can you buy one and get one free?"

Hearing this familiar good voice, Wen Feiran raised his head, and sure enough, he saw Luo Yishu.

"..."

Seeing that he had a cold face and no response, Luo Yishu smiled and said, "Wen Feiran, didn't you promise to give me one?"

"Why, want to renege on the debt?"

The other little girls looked at him, and then at him, and couldn't help being dumbfounded.

These two handsome guys still know each other? !

Wen Feiran couldn't help thinking about it, it seemed that there was such a thing, it was before Luo Yishu played the basketball game.

But not now!

He gritted his teeth, what are you doing now? !

Wen Feiran pretended not to know him, "No, I only sell it to girls, not boys. You want to buy it elsewhere!"

Good guy, this directly excludes him.

Luo Yi laughed angrily. If people don't want to sell it, he can't snatch it either, so he turned around and left without buying it.

Seeing his back, Wen Feiran breathed a sigh of relief somehow.

He was really afraid that Luo Yishu would do something wrong.

When the sun was setting and the west mountain was gone, Wen Feiran packed up his things and prepared to go home when everything was sold out except for the two big clay pots and the crowd was gone.But he found that Luo Yishu was still standing there, waiting by the tree.

He walked over and said with a cold face, "don't follow me anymore."

Those who didn't know thought it was a stalker!

Luo Yishu's beautiful eyes widened instantly, "Who followed you?!"

You can eat nonsense, but you can't talk nonsense. He obviously came to the hospital to dispense medicine today, so he just passed by.But Wen Feiran didn't give him a chance to explain at all.

He turned around and got on the No. [-] bus.

Leave him with an unruly back.

Luo Yishu: "..."

Wen Feiran is not a person who likes to procrastinate.I feel that since I want to break it, I have to break it clean.He can't leave Luo Yishu with any illusions.

But after he got off the No. [-] bus, he suddenly realized that he really blamed Luo Yishu!

——The person following him is really not the young master!

As soon as Wen Feiran got out of the car and turned into a small alley, he was knocked down with a sap.

He was then put in a big sack and tied up in a black car.

The black car was speeding, and when he woke up again, there was a big swelling on the back of his head.The wind was blowing in all directions, and the reeds were blowing with the wind, and then he found himself tied up in an abandoned factory!

From the nearby reeds came the sound of "quack-quack!" from wild ducks.

It was obviously a deserted place.

Enduring the severe pain in the back of his head, Wen Feiran realized that he was actually trapped when he moved!His hands were tied behind his back to a chair.

A man in a black trench coat stood in front of him.

The man was wearing sunglasses, Wen Feiran was dizzy and couldn't see his face clearly, the slap just now was too cruel!But looking at the figure is familiar.

It seems that this guy is the one following him.

For a moment, he thought that Luo Yishu had really been wronged.

Wen Feiran's head was throbbing in pain. Seeing that he woke up, the man in the sunglasses finally took off his sunglasses. Wen Feiran glanced at him and said in surprise:

"Brother Xia?!"

He gasped——Didn't Brother Xia go to the police station? !

Others said that he fled abroad!

"It's really embarrassing that you are still willing to call me Brother Xia." Brother Xia said leisurely, looking at him with his arms folded.

Wen Feiran didn't realize that he was wearing sunglasses just now, but Wen Feiran saw a big gash from his forehead to the bridge of his nose.

The originally elegant face suddenly became fierce.

It's definitely not a good thing for this guy to tie him here, Wen Feiran secretly made a profit, and changed his words: "Xia Zhixuan, what do you want to do?"

"Could it be that you escaped from prison?" He sneered with a cold face.

"Heh," Brother Xia didn't get angry when he heard that, he smiled, and grabbed a chair to sit opposite him.

"If I escape from prison, isn't it all thanks to you?"

Wen Feiran was vigilant, the kinder the man smiled, the harder the calculations in his heart would be. If it fell into his hands today, it would be fruitless.

He quietly untied the rope, and found that it was a nylon rope tied with a pig's hoof buckle, the kind that tightened as he struggled.

After earning it for a while, his wrist was worn out.

Wen Feiran scolded his mother in his heart!Frantically calling the system.

As a result, the system crashed or something, and there was no response after calling for a long time.

Wen Feiran: "..."

No matter how calm he was, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Brother Xia stared at him leisurely for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to jam his chin, forcing him to raise his head.

Not seeing him for more than three years, Wen Feiran has not only grown in stature, but also his facial features. Xia Zhixuan thought this kid looked good back then.Now this face... tsk tsk tsk!There are more than enough for a rich woman.

Xia Zhixuan originally wanted to tie him up and chop him up.

Over the years, he found someone to cover his bag, then fled abroad with his own disfigurement, and his life was miserable.

After returning to China, he thought about making a comeback.

But before making a comeback, he had to deal with the brat who reported him first!

But after following Wen Feiran for so many days, Xia Zhixuan changed his mind again.His rough fingers gently scratched the side of Wen Feiran's face and said:

"Boy, you have hurt me so badly, why don't I treat you well when I come back?"

Wen Feiran was disgusted by him.

The nausea rising from his stomach made him want to vomit!

Without looking at Xia Zhixuan, he raised one leg and kicked Xia Zhixuan hard in the crotch without saying a word.

Brother Xia didn't guard against his kick at all, this kick caught him off guard and covered his back, and he bent over in pain.

But he was also a man, he forcibly held back the severe pain, his face twisted and he directly raised his hand to give Wen Feiran a slap in the face.

"Little bastard is shameless!"

This big ear scraper really hurts!

Wen Feiran saw blood at the corner of his mouth.

Xia Zhixuan tightly bound his feet tightly with both hands, he was very excited, and then he couldn't wait to untie his pants in front of him.

Wen Feiran looked at it and shouted in his heart, "Fuck!"

......

Luo Yishu was squatting in the reeds next to him and watching the changes.

But now he saw that this scoundrel Xia Zhixuan couldn't wait to make a move!

Luo Yishu gritted his teeth, he had no time to call the police, and rushed straight up.Brother Xia was so excited that he didn't notice anyone behind him at all.

Seeing Luo Yishu, Wen Feiran's eyes widened instantly.

What's the situation? !

He is not dreaming!

Wen Feiran's backpack was still lying on the ground next to him. Luo Yishu rushed over, looked left and right, took out local materials and secretly took out a large clay pot from the bag, and without even thinking about it, he raised his hand and smashed it hard on the back of Xia Zhixuan's head——

"Bang bang!" With a sound, Xia Zhixuan was hit until his head exploded, and he was bleeding immediately.

As soon as his body went limp, he fell directly to the ground, holding his head in pain, and his pants were barely half undone.

Luo Yishu threw away the fragments with his hands, and ran over to help Wen Feiran untie the rope without any nonsense.

But the rope was tied too tight, thick and strong, and he was in a hurry to untie it for a long time.

Luo Yishu untied his forehead with sweat. Seeing that Brother Xia had climbed up from the ground, and Luo Yishu was still squatting on the ground to help him untie the rope, Wen Feiran was so anxious that he directly "bah!"

"Stand up! He's awake!!"

Luo Yishu finally came to his senses after being poohed by him, but just as he stood up, he was hit hard with a stick, and the top of his head was dazzled and covered his head.

Brother Xia threw away the stick, and raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face.The whole person is vicious.He smiled "kindly":

"Okay, little bastard, come here, come two!"

Without saying a word, he pulled out a machete from behind.

Wen Feiran sounded the alarm instantly.Fuck me!He didn't know how he took it out, but that's how he did it!Brother Xia held up the knife and approached Luo Yishu step by step. The machete was shining brightly in the sun, and it looked like it had been cut!It is not uncommon for him to kill and dismember the corpse on the spot in a fit of anger.The blood all over his face made him look even more fierce.

Luo Yishu covered his bleeding forehead and sneered:

"Xia Zhixuan, I have already called the police!"

"The police will come later, do you still want to spend another 20 years in prison?!"

But how could a desperado listen to such nonsense!

Sometimes killing people is just a moment of enthusiasm, Wen Feiran kicked the rope off his feet two or three times in a hurry, Luo Yishu and Xia Zhixuan had already started fighting over there, and of course the one with bare hands was not the opponent with the machete.

Within two strokes, blood was seen on Luo Yishu's arm.

Wen Feiran rushed forward and knocked Xia Zhixuan away.Then he took Luo Yishu's other hand by the way, and the two started running desperately.

They ran fast through the reeds.But didn't run out a few meters.Just after untying the rope, his feet were still a little numb, and there was a raised stone on the ground that made him gnaw shit.

Seeing that Brother Xia had already chased him with a knife, Luo Yishu pushed Wen Feiran away in desperation, and then took a knife for him.

It hit him right in the back.

Immediately, blood poured out, and Wen Feiran's shirt was soaked with his blood.

He wiped his blood-red face with his hands, and even his hands were shaking a little. Luo Yishu fell to the ground after being hacked, completely silent.

Wen Feiran's head slammed.Getting up from the ground, exuding a gloomy low air pressure, he looked at Xia Zhixuan who was chasing after him with a knife:

——If he doesn't kill this bitch today, he won't believe in Wen! !

He didn't even think about reading Luo Yishu, he just wanted to kill Xia Zhixuan first!

Wen Feiran rushed over and kicked the knife in Brother Xia's hand.Seeing him rushing towards him like a desperate hungry wolf, Brother Xia felt a little frightened for a while, but thinking about it, he immediately gained the upper hand in terms of momentum.

Wen Feiran rushed over and kicked him to the ground, threw himself on him without hesitation and beat him up hard.

Brother Xia didn't have time to fight back, he was beaten so much blood that he almost choked his trachea.I don't know how long he beat him until his hands were numb, his knuckles were dripping with blood, Brother Xia's face could no longer be seen clearly underneath.

Luo Yishu lay in the grass and said weakly:

"Wen Feiran, how long will you be waiting?"

"Do you still want to see me for the last time?"

He was fucking dying of pain, but Wen Feiran couldn't get over it!

Hearing this, Wen Feiran suddenly withdrew his hand.

He said "Bah!" expressionlessly, Xia Zhixuan had his last breath left, and he might not even be able to get up.

He walked up to Luo Yishu and saw that Luo Yishu's entire back was covered in blood.

His whole body was almost stained with blood.His face was as pale as paper, and he was lying in the reeds, and the grass under his body was also covered with blood.If it wasn't for Luo Yishu who could breathe and talk, he would have thought he was a dead person.

Wen Feiran squatted down, he didn't know what expression he had now.

Is it insensitive, is it anxious to death, or is it deadpan?

But these feelings are all gone.

He only heard himself say to Luo Yishu: "I'll take you to the hospital, just wait!"

The voice drifted to the ears as if it was not his own.