Picked up a wicked man

While running, the boy slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of dark eyes under the brim of his hat, and glanced hurriedly around.

At this time, I happened to see a small road across the road. If I turned into that road, I might be able to get rid of them.

After having this idea, he suddenly made a mistake in rushing forward, and started running towards the opposite side of the road.

However, one of the men chasing after him had already caught up and grabbed his clothes while he turned sideways.

For a moment, the boy's body jerked and he began to lean back.

The man who caught him had cold eyes, and the anger in his eyes became more and more intense.

How dare this kid steal something under his nose, and let him lose face in front of the boss. If the boss hadn't specifically told him not to touch him, he would have already taken action to kill this brat!

The man picked up the boy who had fallen to the ground, and said viciously.

"Damn, still want to run? See if I don't teach you a lesson..."

The moment the man mentioned the boy, a heavy punch hit him on the nose like this.

The punch was heavy and ruthless, and it came too suddenly. Even though the man saw that the boy was about to attack him, before he could react, the boy's fist landed on his nose.

There was a muffled punch with a "bang", and from the sound, he could tell that the bridge of the nose of the man in front of him might have been smashed to pieces.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"

He let go of his grip on the boy's collar in pain, covered his face, and kept stepping back while screaming in pain.

The young man who was free kept his usual indifferent expression on his face, raised his eyes slightly, and caught a glimpse of several other men chasing him in the distance, he no longer hesitated, turned around and ran towards the opposite side of the road.

The man who fell to the ground was in unspeakable pain, and a dizzy feeling hit his forehead, which made him almost faint.

The subordinates who caught up with him in the last step surrounded the man sitting on the ground, wanting to check his injuries.

But the man threw them away, his face stained red by the nosebleed, wrinkled together in pain at this moment, even though he couldn't speak in pain, he still yelled out in pain.

"Damn it, leave me alone and chase him! I have to catch him today! I want to punish that grandson myself!! Oh, it hurts me to death!!!"

The subordinates who were pushed away nodded, leaving one to look at the boss, and the other three men got up and chased after him.

Before they could catch up, the boy rushed to the intersection, but as soon as he turned in, he was a little dumbfounded.

This is a dead end...

He looked back at the few men who were chasing this way, with a barely visible calm in his eyes.

Against such a few well-trained and sturdy figures alone, his chances of winning are basically zero.

Turning his eyes back to the wall in front of him again, staring at some glass slag stuck on the edge of the wall, he squeezed his palm tightly, took a few steps behind his legs, and then rushed forward with all his strength, kicking hard on the wall with his left foot , With the help of that momentary elasticity, his hands took advantage of the opportunity to paw on the edge of the wall.

"Uh……"

Although there were not many glass slags on the wall, a few pieces were inserted into the boy's hands, and the bright red blood slipped down from his hands and landed on the skirt of his clothes, dyeing it a bewitching color.

The boy frowned tightly, and the pain in his hands made him almost want to let go several times.

However, as long as I think that if I fall into their hands, the boss's innocence will never be cleared...

Closing his eyes, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to climb up.

The sound of footsteps behind him was approaching, and the boy who had climbed up the wall jumped to the other side without even turning his head.

As soon as the boy fell to the ground, he didn't even have time to pay attention to the injury on his hand, so he opened his legs and ran forward quickly.
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At this time, Jiuxi was holding the box in her hand, and happened to walk to the end of the alley, and just when she was about to turn to the left, she was knocked down by a boy who came suddenly.

"Ahhh!"

With a cry of surprise, she threw her hands up, fell straight backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.

The box in her hand also fell aside as she fell.

pain!It hurt her to death!

The girl's facial features were tightly twisted together, and her forehead was so painful that cold sweat began to break out.

Jiu Xi, who slowly got up from the ground, rubbed her sore buttocks, her small face was still wrinkled together because of the pain.

Who the hell is rushing over without even looking at the road? !

The girl raised her resentful eyes subconsciously, and saw a handsome face that could definitely be described as exquisite. The boy's facial features were very beautiful, as if he was God's favorite, the best in the world.

However, she doesn't look very old, she is already so good-looking at such a young age, and after a few years, she will definitely be comparable to the man from last night.

Thinking of that man last night, those sharp eyes that seemed to be able to see through other people's souls, made Jiu Xi tremble slightly.

The boy got up from the ground, his knife-like facial features gleamed coldly in the dark, cold, his whole body was as cold as an iceberg, and he was staring at her angrily with a gloomy expression.

Ok?
Obviously he bumped into me, why did she act like she did something wrong?Does he know how much he fell just now?

Jiu Xi's complexion sank, and the anger suddenly burned in her chest. She stood up abruptly, met his cold eyes that were so cold that there was no warmth at all, and clenched her little hands tightly. Just when she was about to argue with him, the boy suddenly Throwing the backpack in his hand to her, the next second, he ran away directly around Jiuxi.

Looking back at the gone figure, Jiu Xi lowered her eyes to look at the backpack, it was her bag, when the two of them bumped into each other just now, it might have fallen beside him, that's why he picked it up.

Is that... blood?

Looking at the bright red liquid on the backpack, Jiuxi was startled.

The boy was hurt?Could it be that he was hit by himself?
How can this be?He obviously looks so much stronger than himself.

While she was thinking wildly, several men rushed over at the end of the road and stopped in front of Jiu Xi.

She blinked and stared at the men in front of her in horror, not daring to move.

Now she is very afraid of seeing three or five men gathered together.

It might be what happened last night that affected her too much.

The leading man's eyes were cold, he glanced casually at Jiuxi and asked.

"See where that boy went?"

Hearing the cold voice of the man in front of her like a glacier and snow mountain, she swallowed, and pointed back without even turning her head.

"He, he ran to the right."

Even though Jiuxi was very scared now, she still lied to them.

The direction the boy left was actually to the left.

As soon as the men heard this, they quickly chased after him without any suspicion, and disappeared in an instant.

Jiu Xi secretly let out a deep breath, looked back at the empty intersection behind her, then patted her chest to calm herself down.

She really wasn't meddling in other people's business, she just felt that it was unjustifiable for such a few big men to bully a boy, right?

She was just helping out a little, and it was up to the boy himself whether he could escape smoothly.

The girl who was distracted suddenly slapped her forehead and let out an exclamation.

"correct!"

Aunt Zhang asked her to do something, she hasn't finished yet!

She hurriedly looked down at her watch and found that it was already 25:[-]. She hurriedly picked up the box and checked it carefully.

Fortunately, the box is intact, and now as long as the things are delivered before 10:30, there will be no problem!

Jiuxi lowered her head and quickly adjusted her clothes, then hurriedly walked towards the famous Huaqi Club.

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Here, the man who was treating his own wound was interrupted by a series of rapid phone calls. He took a deep breath, tightened the bandage on his chest, got up and walked to the bed, took out his mobile phone from his clothes, and after connecting the phone Called lightly.

"Hey."

I don't know what was said there, Mu Zecheng's brows were slightly frowned, and he said in a deep voice after a while.

"I am going now."

After that, he hung up the phone.

Not long after, the man drove and stopped in front of a majestic and luxurious building. As soon as the car stopped, the housekeeper quickly came out to greet him.

Although I have worked here for many years, the servants here are still unable to adapt to the strong aura that is inherent in Mr., every time they see him come back, even the servants who work in the yard are open-eyed one by one. With big eyes, he was instantly nervous and at a loss, automatically put down what he was doing, and immediately greeted Mr. through the door respectfully.

This is a villa located outside the city, on the top of Qimu Mountain. It is obviously a low-key and minimalist style, but it cannot conceal the momentum of the whole villa overlooking the earth.

Because it is surrounded by clouds and mists all the year round, it is full of mysterious atmosphere, like a king standing upright, quietly looking down at the silent mountains and forests below.

Very majestic, very domineering!
It is completely in the same style as its owner, mysterious and unfathomable.

This is Mu Zecheng's private place, except for his people, almost no one knows about it.

Mu Zecheng, who entered the hall, went straight up to the second floor under the guidance of his personal doctor. During this period, although he did not speak, the doctor still took the initiative to report the situation of the young master to him with a wink.

"The young master only injured his hand. I have performed a minor operation on him in time. As long as he rests well, he will recover within three months."

Mu Zecheng didn't speak, but the coldness on his face became heavier and heavier.

As soon as he entered the door, the man went straight to the sofa and sat down, lit the cigarette with a "snap", took a deep puff, and never looked at the boy sitting on the bed from the beginning to the end.

Wu Jun'en was always paying attention to his face, for fear of seeing any displeasure in his eyes.

Because he lives in this world, he is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid that his husband will be disappointed with him.

Mu Zecheng didn't speak, and the others didn't dare to say anything, they all waited quietly aside.