When the scumbag saves the love-brain villain

Bian Shao's first reaction was to borrow the clerk's mobile phone to make a call.

Then he rushed over and got into a secluded alley in the opposite street. The depth of this alley was abandoned, piled with bricks and cardboard boxes, and it smelled of decay.

His eyes fell on the dark corner of the wall.

It was not the seven Rainbow Brothers, but a bunch of strange gangsters, pushing and shoving Xiao An with cigarettes in their mouths.

Bian Shao silently praised Zi Mao in his heart, the last time he advised him not to bully others, he really stopped doing those things.

But there are too many people who bully young people, some of them are gone, and there will be more.

Seeing that the gangsters' fists were about to fall on the young man, Bian Shao frowned and shouted: "Stop!"

No one in this area wants to meddle in this kind of nosy business, and the gangsters have nothing to worry about, when they suddenly heard that strong roar, they were so scared that they dropped their cigarettes.

They hurriedly looked towards the entrance of the alley.

The young man has a tall figure, under the sun, his complexion is white and glowing, and his eyes are full of anger, like a noble son raised on the cloud who knows nothing about the world.

The gangsters looked complicated.

You said that such a young master is wearing a red floral shirt, and he is carrying seven or eight clothes bags in his hand, like flowers and butterflies.

It was also this young man who was dressed strangely and was still alone. The gangsters didn't pay attention to him, they just glanced at him contemptuously, then turned to look at the young man in the corner, and continued to push and beat him.

Even hitting, they kicked and kicked the boy hard on the leg, and after the boy knelt down, they smashed the boy with a brick.

Bian Shao ran over quickly, but it was still too far away. He was in a panic, afraid that the boy would be broken. After all, the boy was going to pass the most important exam in his life in half a month...

I am also worried that the boy will be smashed in the face by a brick, and the beauty of the beauty will become incomplete.

Just thinking about it makes my bones ache.

The gangsters didn't know that the butterfly youth was approaching, or they didn't care, they were just immersed in the pleasure of the perpetrator over everything.

But the young man was too stubborn, he didn't show his fragility at all, he didn't say a word, he held the bag of clothes tightly in his palm, the gangsters saw that he was silent and didn't have any fun beating, so they started to grab his hand s things.

But the silent boy went crazy as soon as they touched the clothes in his hands, struggling, and knocked them painfully.

"Let go, give us this ugly dress, and we'll let you go!" shouted the gangsters.

Seeing that the situation was anxious, Bian Shao rushed forward regardless of the precious ugly clothes in his hand, but he was too weak in fighting power as a rich and useless son, and he couldn't withstand their bullying and bullying, so he was punched in the face several times.

Bian Shao was pressed against the wall by them like a boy, touching the bloody spots on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't believe it: "Don't you know that you don't hit someone in the face?"

A scumbag like him who doesn't know anything can only rely on this peach-like face to get rid of scumbags. You are equivalent to smashing people's jobs!

Simply unbearable!

I don't know where the magical power came from, Bian Shao turned over suddenly, and kicked away their scum who was directly attacking the door.

The man immediately knelt down on the ground clutching his crotch, and the gangsters around him were in a panic: "Boss...!" Is your dick okay?

Bian Shao didn't expect that he would be able to burst out with this kick, his eyes were complicated, and he had sympathy for the boss as a man, but most of them still felt that their feet were stained.

After thinking about it for a while, he ran to the entrance of the alley, and there were many people on the street.

The hooligans didn't expect the young man's feet to be so dirty, and he still looked indifferent. They were so angry that they even ignored the original target boy, and all chased after Bian Shao.

So pedestrians in a hurry on the street saw this scene——

Seven or eight youths with cigarettes in their mouths were chasing a flower butterfly in a red floral shirt, oh no, he was an extremely handsome young man who looked extravagant.

He was followed by a limping, anxious-looking black-haired boy.

Xiao An didn't expect that things would develop like this, he thought that he just needed to endure the beating and scolding from these gangsters as usual...

However, the young man under the sun rushed forward regardless of his own safety, like a ray of light in a dark alley, knowing that he might be stabbed by his enthusiasm, but he couldn't help but want people to focus on him.

If the gangsters know that they may utter a swear word: Can the fuck be unobtrusive if dressed as a butterfly?

But the butterfly legs of this flower are really long, leaving them far behind, and the corners of the clothes are flying, it really seems to be a bit of butterfly feathers.

In fact, Bian Shao looked relaxed and wanton, but in fact his forehead was covered with hot sweat. He only felt his throat burning up, so that his eyes went dark, and his body lost control and threw himself forward.

"Ah-ah?"

Then fell into a wall of people.

He raised his eyes in astonishment, and found that his arms were supported by someone, and his weak legs barely stood up. The rainbow brothers in front of him were full of disgust: "You are so elegant and noble, and you are being chased all over the street."

"Zi Mao's eyesight is too bad."

Bian Shao had a thick skin, he pretended he didn't hear it, he just panted, looked at the purple-haired boy who was smiling shyly, and said, "Thank you."

Just now I found out that the young man was taken away by those gangsters. In desperation, Bian Shao called Zimao immediately. coming.

Zimao seldom hears others expressing gratitude to him. Hearing this, he was too embarrassed to pat his head. He coughed and said, "Then tonight, you must come out and have a drink with me."

Last time, because the young man was suddenly depressed, Bian Shao couldn't go out to drink with people by himself, so he didn't go to Zimao's appointment.

Bian Shao hadn't had a drink for a long time, so he naturally agreed.

As he said that, he frowned again: "The gangsters have caught up."

The group of gangsters had already run away from their mouths, panting, they grabbed the limping boy behind them, and then threatened Bian Shao: "If you don't come over, we will punch him and kill him. "

But the Rainbow Brothers already regard Bian Shao as their own, and these gangsters are catching their own under their noses...

Ah.

So the seven youths who killed Matt, the Rainbow Brothers, looked full of hostility, and rushed over as if they saw an enemy army.

It's like the gourd baby saving grandpa.

Those gangsters themselves are as tired as running a thousand-meter race. Where are the opponents of the seven Rainbow Brothers?

Soon they were subdued, dragged into the alley, pressed hard on the ground, with only their heads up, and were educated in the love of beatings by society.

The gangsters looked up at the tall man in front of them with humiliation and resentment in their eyes.

"Things that violate the law and discipline must not be done."

The young man was leaning against the wall, still holding large and small bags of clothes in his hands. Soon, the young man Xiao An beside him shared a lot of burdens for him, and he had nothing in his hands. His posture was relaxed, and he quietly looked down at them.

Again, he spoke high-sounding words, clichéd.At that time, these people have no way to let them go, they must find a chance to beat the young man into a butterfly.

The gangsters sneered in their hearts.

"Cough cough..."

Bian Shao covered his lips and changed the topic again: "But there are no disciplines and laws in this place, and I'm not a good person."

He knows the bright side of his personality very well, and it is estimated that it is less than 5.00% of human nature.

Just let them go, it's too easy, it won't make their memory long.

An eye for an eye is the last word.

Bian Shao's eyes turned around, and finally landed on the pile of discarded bricks in the corner, his eyelids raised, and he looked at the black-haired boy who hadn't spoken a word from the beginning to the end.

He was caught off guard and met the boy's eyes that were staring at him intently. He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled as usual: "Go, okay?"

Hearing this, the gangsters understood what Bian Shao meant, and looked at Xiao An with fear in their eyes.

The boy was silent for a few seconds, then turned and walked towards the corner, bending over, rubbing the rough brick surface.

The pain from being smashed at the knee still exists, and it is extremely vivid.

This is the pain that he should have gotten used to. People around him can see the scars and scars on his body and show sympathy, but they never stop it once.Even Grandma Ding, she just wiped her tears secretly every time, and warned him: "If you hold on for a while, you can get into a good university and leave here. We can't pay the price of resistance."

The boy lowered his head, his black hair was slightly longer, covering his face, outsiders could not see him in a trance.

If everything hadn't happened today, or if Shushu hadn't come to him, he never thought that someone would come here in the sun, vent their anger on him, and want him to pay back all the pain he suffered.

...

The boy stood in front of him without moving for a long time.

The gangsters were afraid at first, but later they laughed at him.

Bian Shao shook his head. He thought that although the young man usually looks indifferent and world-weary, he actually has a tolerant, kind and careful temperament, so he can't do anything.Alas, what should I do if the beauty is too innocent and always gets bullied?

Just as he was about to call for a stop, he didn't expect the boy to hold up the bricks, like holding a sickle, and walk around like cutting leeks, one by one, like smashing a watermelon, and the screams became louder and louder.

The Rainbow Brothers couldn't stand it anymore, they beat people to death, how could they look for the most painful part without leaving traces like a teenager who seemed to like to appreciate their pain?

Bian Shao: "...?" Pure beauty? !

The boy put down the brick, there was no blood on the brick, he controlled it properly, the injury would not be too serious, and the pain would not be too light.

After finishing everything, he bent down slightly, and said something softly to the group of gangsters rolling on the ground with their knees in their arms.

They responded with astonishment and fear, and begged for mercy: "Don't..."

But the young man shook his head, stood up, looked down at them for a few seconds, then turned around, walked briskly towards the handsome young man leaning against the wall, his eyes out of focus, as if he was in a trance.

He also seemed to feel that the attack was too heavy, or he was afraid that the young man would think that the attack was too heavy, so he said cautiously: "I have learned a little from the old doctor in the small clinic, and the selected parts will not cause serious injuries."

Bian Shao finally came back to his senses, he realized "ah", and then said: "That's still fun to beat to death..."

Looking at the boy's cautious expression, he thought to himself.

The beauty just broke out in silence, alas, being bullied like this, it's good enough not to be perverted.

He lovingly rubbed the boy's messy black hair and straightened it out.

Bian Shao, who occasionally has thick lines, didn't notice the black-haired boy's eyes lowered, staring at the purple hair in the corner——

Gloomy, mocking.

Where can Zimao fail to see what this kid's eyes mean?Isn't that a declaration of sovereignty?

Shit, bad kind.

This guy just knows how to pretend, so that everyone pity him and feel that the boy is at a disadvantage.

But every time seven of the Rainbow Brothers came to fight with him, seven against one, the pain from being beaten was not much less than that of this bad guy, and even lasted for more than ten days, but there was no wound on his body, he was like a dumb man eating coptis, suffering Can't tell.

But the young man has no idea what kind of person the young man is in his bones, and he is still kept in the dark.