set fire to his heart

Luo Yihan, who got away, walked towards the direction of the motorcycle team.

Through the winding road, he went straight up.

As he got closer to the convoy members, the laughter and noise from them faded away.

There were more than [-] people present, and only a few girls were among them.

The young people in their twenties were all dressed up in a flamboyant manner, exuding an aura that belonged exclusively to this group.

When Luo Yihan walked towards them clearly, several of the boys looked at him and said with a smile:

"Hey, this is really a man blown by a strong wind. I almost thought you were going to belch, but I didn't expect you to be able to walk with good hands and feet?"

"Brothers are very busy, I don't have time to be a bad guy to see you off, don't try to get close..."

Hear them say so.

Among them, two girls answered the words:

"Don't be so fierce! It's not easy for him to save his life, and it won't delay anything if he sends him to the foot of the mountain."

"That's right, he's still a handsome guy after all..."

Several people chatted laughably, but Luo Yihan didn't talk to any of them.

He was expressionless, but walked in one direction with a clear goal.

Several motorcycles formed a circle, and the owners of the motorcycles stood beside the vehicles, as if deliberately covering up something.

Seeing Luo Yihan, he still walked in.

Several people came forward and blocked his way.

"Where is the wild dog, what are you doing here?"

The other party spoke rudely, and raised his chin in an attempt to look down at Luo Yihan, but unfortunately he was still a little short, so he secretly tiptoed, barely making eye contact with Luo Yihan.

However, compared with his arrogance and domineering, Luo Yihan's expression is much more indifferent and serious.

He didn't have any smile on his face like he used to.

Those gray eyes were full of indifference and alienation.

This also made the aura emanating from his body low, bringing an invisible oppression to people.

Facing the opponent's obstruction.

Luo Yi's eyes were cold, and his tone was firm and uncompromising: "Get out of the way."

His two words are quite anti-customer.

This made the other party very upset: "Who are you ordering? What kind of onion are you, dare to yell at me? Do you know whose territory this is?"

Luo Yihan was unmoved, but looked at him indifferently.

The invisible suppression makes people feel that his identity is not simple.

At this time.

A female voice rang out from the crowd.

"Wait, why do I think he looks a little familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

Another female voice echoed:

"Me too, he looks like a star..."

Some men denied them: "Don't look straight at the sight of a handsome guy. In this world, any cat or dog can be a star on any variety show or broadcast any live broadcast. What's so rare about everyone being a star?"

"That's right. At first glance, it looks like a little boy, the kind who only eats rich women's soft food. You guys can forget it. Isn't it good to hug your brother's thighs obediently?"

Facing their ridicule, Luo Yihan turned a deaf ear to it, and those girls also hesitated.

"But I really think he looks like a star, not the [-]th-tier kind, but..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

Behind them, Lu Beichen's sonorous shout sounded: "Hey, Luo Yihan——what are you doing?!"

Lu Beichen, who was completely unaware, only saw Luo Yihan and a few motorcycle riders together.

He couldn't feel their aura of tension, and thought he was just trying to get close to them, and wanted to ride a motorcycle with them and become friends.

Lu Beichen laughed, and approached jokingly: "If you want to play motorcycles, you should have said it earlier. I'll just play with you, my lord. Why do you need to come down here in a big circle? Do you know how worried Mianmian is about you..."

After his mention and hearing his words clearly, the two girls came to their senses.

"Ah yes... Luo Yihan..."

"Is he really Luo Yihan? Superstar Luo Yihan? My God, the real person is as handsome as the poster..."

Seeing their reactions, the other people present couldn't help but glance at each other.

Subtle changes took place in the atmosphere.

And the man standing in front of Luo Yihan didn't flinch because of this.

He glanced at a man sitting in the distance, and then maintained his tough posture out of face.

"So what about the stars? The Heavenly King is here, so you can't casually break into Brother Shen's territory."

His sharp voice seemed particularly abrupt in a relatively quiet environment.

This also made Fu Mianmian and Lu Beichen, who were approaching from afar, feel that the atmosphere of the scene was not right after they heard his words clearly.

Unlike what it seems on the surface, Luo Yihan wants to make friends with them.

On the contrary, the smell of gunpowder is very strong.

This made Lu Beichen gradually withdraw his smile, and Fu Mianmian also quickened his pace, heading to Luo Yihan's side.

"Noah, what's wrong?"

Fu Mianmian came to Luo Yihan's side and gently tugged at the corner of his clothes: "You are..."

She didn't understand either.

Luo Yihan didn't play while gliding properly, and took the risk to land here. What's the point of confronting these men?
until.

Luo Yihan looked sideways at her, and tilted his head to signal her in one direction.

This made Fu Mianmian couldn't help looking at the circle blocked by layers of motorcycles. Although there were vehicles and people as cover, it was not difficult to see that there was a cloth bag about two meters long and half a meter wide in the middle.

It looks solid, but it's worn out on all sides, and -- the cloth bag is attached to one of the motorcycles with a long rope.

According to the protruding outline of the bag, no matter how you look at it, it looks like there is a person inside.

"..." Fu Mianmian couldn't help swallowing.

Her complexion changed slightly, and she realized that the situation might not be ideal, even a little dangerous.

And their staring and discovery made the motorcycle teammates present gradually lose their patience, and they all stood up and chased away.

"Go, go, go! This is our brother Shen's private domain, you guys, just get out of here—"

As they spoke, they stepped forward to push each other.

Fu Mianmian, who was defenseless, was almost pushed down.

"Mianmian!"

Lu Beichen protected her for the first time, and after supporting her to make sure she was fine, he asked angrily: "Which thing with no eyes touches my woman? Are you dying?!"

His words are like the fuse that ignites the flame.

"I touched it as soon as I stepped on the horse, what's the matter?!"

One of the men stood up to challenge without fear of death.

Hearing this, Lu Beichen immediately became angry: "Your uncle!! Courting death——"

The voice fell.

He jumped straight up and punched him.

The opponent is not to be outdone.

His counterattack caused the two sides to scuffle together, and also made the scene chaotic for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luo Yihan supported the motorcycle with one hand, jumped to the center surrounded by the motorcycle, squatted down and opened the closed cloth bag...