The sick young master went to dance again

Lu Si's hand was still on the metal belt buckle, when he was interrupted by a sudden movement, his hand paused, and he looked back subconsciously.

"Stop for Laozi!"

"If I catch you, you will die!"

A slender figure ran towards him in a panic, followed by two gangster-like spirited guys with earthy tattoos on their arms and very eye-catching golden and green hairs.

Also wearing tight leather pants and beanie shoes.

Really hot eyes.

Lu Si felt that his eyes were polluted, and his brows frowned in disgust. He just wanted to go to the bathroom, so why did he encounter such trouble.

Before he could react, the young man who was being chased suddenly hid behind him with a face full of panic, still clutching his arm tightly, his timid voice trembling with fear:

"Brother, please help me, they are all bad people, can you help me..."

The young man's voice was very nice, especially the "brother", which was warm and soft, and at this time there was a bit of crying, which made people feel moved.

The two gangsters on the opposite side looked vicious and scolded Lu Si very unceremoniously:

"Who are you, you, get out of here!"

"Fuck! Don't fucking meddle in your own business!"

Lu Si is indeed not a person who likes to meddle in other people's business, but he has a bad temper, coupled with his current mood is really a little irritable, these two little bastards who don't have long eyes bumped into the muzzle of the gun.

There was another trembling pleading voice next to my ear: "Brother, please help me..."

The little gangster on the other side scolded again: "Damn it! Why don't you hurry up and get the hell out of me!"

Lu Si lowered his eyes and glanced at the hands holding his arm. They were slender and well-proportioned. On the back of the cold white hands, there were obvious blue veins, and the knuckles turned white with force.

Nice pair of hands.

But Lu Si didn't like physical contact with others, especially strangers. His voice was deep and magnetic, with a bit of indifference and gloomy, "Let go of your hands and hide aside."

"okay……"

The young man quickly let go and stepped back into the corner.

Lu Si's gaze shifted to the two spirited guys on the opposite side, the expression on his handsome face became more and more serious, his cold eyes seemed to be real, and the scalps of the two opposite people began to tingle.

The man opened and closed his thin lips slightly, and said in a calm voice, "I'll take care of this business."

"Grass! Go!"

As soon as the words fell, the two little gangsters rushed over viciously, shaking their fists. Lu Si nimbly turned his head to avoid the fists, and at the same time grabbed Lu Mao's wrist, and threw him to the wall.

His feet were not idle, his long legs drew a smooth arc in mid-air, and he kicked the golden retriever next to him to the ground with a clean and neat movement.

In less than half a minute, the green-haired and the golden-haired fell to the ground, with paint on their faces, and howled in pain, "Brother, please forgive me...it's the little one who can't see Mount Tai..."

In contrast, the man standing across from him was still neatly dressed, his posture was calm, his hair was not messed up, and he looked down at the people on the ground condescendingly.

"Get out now."

Don't pollute his eyes here.

The man in front of him was like an unshakable mountain. The golden and green furs looked terrified, nodded like chickens pecking at rice, got up from the ground in embarrassment, and walked out with each other's support.

Before leaving, he turned his head and glanced at the poor and helpless young man hiding in the corner. It happened that the other party also looked over, and their eyes briefly met in the air. The two ran faster, wishing they could put on their wings.

It's not easy to make money these days.

Still have to be beaten.

I didn't say it was so hard at the beginning.

Later, I will pay more for medical expenses and mental damage expenses.

Lu Si watched the figures of the two disappear into the corner, with his long and narrow eyes drooping slightly, he raised his hand to straighten the collar of his shirt that was not messed up, thinking that these two wastes really hadn't been beaten, and it wasn't fun at all.

At this moment, an excited and adoring voice sounded a little abruptly in the small bathroom, "Brother, you were so powerful when you were fighting just now!"

Lu Si turned to look at the owner of the voice.

Everything happened so suddenly just now, and now he has the time to see the other person's appearance clearly, and a trace of surprise flashed in those calm and cold eyes.

The person in front of him has a face that is unforgettable.

The cold white skin even reveals a trace of morbidity. The facial features are very delicate, which can be described as beautiful, but not feminine. Those amber eyes seem to be dotted with stars under the bright light.

A loose T-shirt with a simple pattern, black slacks, and a pair of white sneakers under his feet. The simple clothes on him look clean and clear.

The short black hair looks very soft, with thin bangs scattered on the forehead, and there is a shy and youthful smile on the corners of the brows and eyes, not only clean, but also very well-behaved.

It's just that the figure is a little thin, as if it would fall down when the wind blows.

Lu Si's gaze inadvertently swept across the small tear mole under the end of the other's right eye, and there was a slight ripple in his eyes, thinking that this tear mole was just right.

It's about the same location as Horning's tear mole.