What if you don't want to fall in love with the school bully?

Wang Zhong was staggered by the kick, and there was no angry expression on his face. He looked hesitantly at the knife in his hand, then at Jiang Qixiao and Yang Shaoqing, who were surrounded and struggling by the crowd, and turned to look at Zhou. The old seven said: "Seventh brother, I can't do it."

"As long as you finish him off, everything between us will be canceled from now on." Zhou Lao Qi stared at him with a cold face, "You know what kind of character I am, if something happens today, you won't be responsible, But you don't listen to me...you know the consequences."

Wang Zhong hesitated again. He didn't know what he remembered, and he threw the watermelon knife on the ground, "I really can't do it. The last time I stepped on his bones was already the limit."

"Trash!" Zhou Laoqi spat on his face, picked up the watermelon knife and compared, "I won't let you go."

Yang Shaoqing's physical strength has not returned to the peak period, he is now playing very hard, trying his best to block the enemy in front of him, but at the same time he still does not forget to pay attention to Jiang Qixiao.

It didn't matter that he was injured, the important thing was that he didn't want Jiang Qixiao to be injured as well.

This group of people attacked much more ruthlessly than last time. Jiang Qixiao barely blocked the first few rounds and began to be beaten unilaterally with sticks. Yang Shaoqing's eyes were red from seeing it, but his situation was no worse than Jiang Qixiao's. Qi Xiao is much better. Everyone knows that he can fight, so the main attack is on his side.

With fierce eyes, Zhou Laoqi sneered, caught a man, put the knife into his hand and said, "Go and stab him!"

"Brother Seven..." The man was a little hesitant, Zhou Lao Qi really let that kid see blood today?Although they said that they are not afraid of things, but they really want to kill a student who has no grudges, and they are still frightened. He said: "Isn't it appropriate? Just beat it..."

"Are you going?" Zhou Laoqi's eyes froze.

The man took a deep breath, thought for a while, and entered the battlefield with a watermelon knife.

Yang Shaoqing was entangled with a few people, Jiang Qixiao was at a disadvantage, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding, Zhou Laoqi saw Yang Shaoqing's eyeballs kept glancing at Jiang Qixiao, and yelled at the man holding the knife : "Catch that outsider!"

not good!

Yang Shaoqing's heart tightened, and he wanted to move towards Jiang Qixiao, but was interrupted by someone halfway, and he had no choice but to throw himself into the fight in front of him again.

Jiang Qixiao was lowered, and two people pressed his arms so that he had to bend over and kneel on the ground with one foot. His back hurt, his legs hurt, and the corner of his mouth hurt. He couldn't even imagine Yang How many times did Shaoqing fight like this before to convince the people in the school.

"If you fight back again, I'll lose his hand!" Zhou Laoqi walked up to Jiang Qixiao, grabbed his hair and forced him to look up, "It's so normal for a foreigner to die in another province, huh? Qing, do you want him to die?"

Yang Shaoqing froze, he looked at the blood and bruises overflowing from the corner of Jiang Qixiao's mouth, his eyes were full of anger and forbearance, he said hoarsely: "You let him go, it's none of his business, uh... "

A person's fist hit Yang Shaoqing's stomach so hard that he groaned in pain.

Yang Shaoqing did not fight back as expected.

He didn't dare to bet with others with Jiang Qixiao's hand, he wanted to ensure Jiang Qixiao's absolute safety.

"Haha." Zhou Laoqi let go of Jiang Qixiao's hair and patted Jiang Qixiao's face, "I used to admire your character of emphasizing love and righteousness, but appreciation is appreciation, I hate you but I can't change it fact."

Zhou Laoqi snatched the watermelon knife from the person who took it, wiped the surface of the knife lightly, and continued: "I don't even know why I bother you so much, I can't get over a single bone of you." I'm so angry... You are lucky to meet me today."

Yang Shaoqing pursed his lips and did not speak.

Zhou Laoqi winked at the people around him, they immediately received the cue, walked over and kicked Yang Shaoqing to the ground and knelt down, holding Yang Shaoqing's palm.

A strong fear rose in Jiang Qixiao's heart.

What is Zhou Laoqi going to do!

Why press Yang Shaoqing's hand!

Yang Shaoqing stared at Jiang Qixiao with serious eyes.

Zhou Laoqi slowly approached Yang Shaoqing, raised his foot, and slowly stepped on the back of Yang Shaoqing's hand with the bottom of his shoe, crushing it.

"Don't—!" Jiang Qixiao suddenly screamed, scaring Zhou Laoqi and his brothers to look back at him in surprise.

"Don't talk." Yang Shaoqing said in a low voice.

He suddenly remembered that the first time Jiang Qixiao fought with them, it was also because of him that the innocent Jiang Qixiao suffered a stick on his collarbone.

Why would Jiang Qixiao be there every time he was in a mess.

Also get hurt.

If one of his hands can be exchanged for Jiang Qixiao's safety today, that's fine, he is willing.

Zhou Laoqi raised his eyebrows, looked at the two of them with interest for a while, then raised his foot, smiled at Yang Shaoqing, turned around and walked towards Jiang Qixiao.

Yang Shaoqing's expression changed all of a sudden, and when he saw Zhou Laoqi gesturing at Jiang Qixiao with a saber, he couldn't help shouting: "What the hell are you trying to do!"

"What do you want?" Zhou Laoqi said, "Didn't you see that since he loves you so much, then... just let him suffer for you."

"What do you have to come at me! What's the point of venting his anger on him! Are you a fucking man!" Yang Shaoqing roared.

Zhou Laoqi didn't speak, he raised the watermelon knife and slashed at Jiang Qixiao's arm.

Jiang Qixiao closed his eyes tightly in fear, only to hear Yang Shaoqing yelling in dialect for the first time in front of him: "I am your mother!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp pain in his arm. Jiang Qixiao couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, and his body fell into a warm embrace. He opened his eyes in surprise, and the first thing he saw was his bleeding arm. The wound wasn't too deep, at least not so deep that you could see the bone.

Yang Shaoqing was hugging him, and even kicked Zhou Laoqi in the abdomen.

The explosive power of a person when pushed to the limit is unimaginable. The moment Zhou Laoqi swung the knife just now, Yang Shaoqing used all his strength to jump up and kicked the knife away with the fastest speed, but failed to catch up completely. However, Jiang Qixiao was still cut down.

When Jiang Qixiao was in a daze, Zhou Laoqi rushed forward with the dropped knife he had picked up again.

Yang Shaoqing hugged him and exposed his back to the enemy who rushed up from behind. Yang Shaoqing, who was attacked by the enemy on his back, had to roll around on the ground with Jiang Qixiao in his arms, let go of Jiang Qixiao and rushed up by himself.

"Stop leaning!" Jiang Qixiao yelled as he covered his arms in pain.

"Hmm..." Yang Shaoqing, who had exploded before, dodged the fatal knife, but received another heavy blow.

"Stop!" Jiang Qixiao felt that his heart was about to explode. Seeing Yang Shaoqing being beaten was more painful than letting himself be beaten. He struggled to stand up and rushed over to help Yang Shaoqing, "Shaoqing!"

Zhou Laoqi has been slashing at Yang Shaoqing with a knife, but has not been able to touch Yang Shaoqing.

That kid looks like this and is still so flexible.

He looked at Jiang Qixiao who was stumbling over, his eyes lit up, and he raised the watermelon knife again, but this time he didn't aim at Yang Shaoqing, but at Jiang Qixiao!

Jiang Qixiao's arm hurt so much that he lost most of his ability to distinguish. He watched Zhou Laoqi's movements, and his reaction force couldn't keep up, so he just stood there stupidly and didn't move.

"Fuck!" Yang Shaoqing yelled, and jumped towards Jiang Qixiao fiercely. He wanted to throw Jiang Qixiao down to avoid the knife, but Zhou Laoqi was too fast to make it in time.

He abruptly blocked Jiang Qixiao's knife with his back!

Jiang Qixiao was stunned, he only felt a wave of light flash in front of his eyes, which dazed his mind and made his senses of hearing, touch, smell stagnate at that moment just now.

When he came back to his senses, Yang Shaoqing had already fallen on top of him with a pale face.

"Stop leaning—!" Jiang Qixiao screamed.

Blood!So much blood!

The bright red blood was scattered all over the ground!

His own, Yang Shaoqing's... Yang Shaoqing's back was cut!The blood stains continued to flow, as if they would never stop flowing out.

Jiang Qixiao's face turned pale, his brain was buzzing, his eyes were blurred, his heart seemed to be pinched severely, he supported Yang Shaoqing to kneel on the ground with trembling fingers.

"Stop leaning...slow leaning...slow leaning!" Jiang Qixiao's lips were trembling unbelievably, unlike Mr. Jiang who was usually calm and unhurried, he panicked like an idiot.He lightly patted the face of Yang Shaoqing, who had lost his lip color, "Be sober...you're sober! I'll call an ambulance right away!"

Yang Shaoqing's eyelids drooped weakly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he reluctantly opened his eyes when he heard the voice, glanced at Jiang Qixiao, and with difficulty, a few words came out of his mouth: "You...are hurt, are hurt..."

"I'm fine! I'm fine! I'll take you to the hospital right away!" Jiang Qixiao's eyes were full of fear. He was afraid that Yang Shaoqing would bleed too much and fall into a coma. He wanted to help Yang Shaoqing up, but his hands were weak , It is impossible to do it at all, so I can only keep pulling Yang Shaoqing's arm, "Go! Get up! Let's go to the hospital! Go to the hospital!"

"I...I like you." Seeing Jiang Qixiao worried about him, Yang Shaoqing couldn't help smiling palely, "Jiang Qixiao...I really, really like you."

Jiang Qixiao's figure trembled violently.

Not only was his heart grabbed, but he was also stabbed with an embroidery needle, causing him to have difficulty breathing due to the pain.

It's such a fucking time, yet Yang Shaoqing is still saying such things.

Are you really an idiot?

Are you an idiot?

Me too... I like you too!

I like you too, Yang Shaoqing!

"Stop talking...I'll take you to the hospital!" Jiang Qixiao gradually regained his sanity, swallowed his tight throat, and said with a sob: "You...stay awake, okay? Listen to me Is it? I'll take you to the hospital!"

During the time they were talking, they didn't care what Zhou Laoqi and the others were doing. Only then did Jiang Qixiao have time to look up. Inadvertently strayed away from this direction.

"Let's go!" A person suddenly came to the side, strenuously supported Yang Shaoqing and said, "Take you to the hospital!"

Jiang Qixiao was stunned for a moment, and after a few glances, he recalled that this was Zhang Shuhao who had a little bit of grievance with Yang Shaoqing back then.