Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

After class, the two went to the restaurant for lunch.

Wherever Shi Zhuo went, he was always the focus of the crowd. Song Le didn't know the reason for those blazing eyes.

Got it now.

They like 'her' and Shizhuo, but they are afraid of it.

Song Le led this person, beside Shi Zhuo, her blond hair reached her waist, her silver-white uniform was spotless, and it was still a skirt.

She pursed her lips, but the silver-haired boy who had a glimpse last night with a sweet and playful smile kept coming to mind.

"What would senior sister want to eat?"

"All, all are fine."

"Then can I eat it too?"

"……"are you crazy.

Song Le's face flushed slightly, caught off guard.

However, when he walked to the corner of the restaurant, the harmonious and peaceful atmosphere was broken, and Song Le stared blankly at the few people in the middle of the road.

Shi Zhuo also saw it clearly, raised his eyebrows slightly.

They were a few tall girls in silver and white uniforms, and a girl in black and blue school uniform was pushed around in the middle.

It can be seen that he has suffered a lot.

The few girls were fighting vigorously, but no one noticed Shizhuo who was not far away with a subtle expression.

"Bitch!"

"It's dirty!"

"It's disgusting... Get out..."

"How dare you hit me?"

……

Looking at the sharp and disgusting female voice, and kicking and kicking the man's belly, Song Le slowly frowned.

He wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but the girl who was brutally beaten in the middle seemed to be about to lose her balance, her face was bruised, and she was holding her head in vain, screaming helplessly.

Just ignore it, okay?

Song Le subconsciously looked at Shi Zhuo, his expression was calm at the moment, as if he was worried about why these people still didn't leave.

Since he has no intention of interfering with it, then she, who doesn't even have the ability to protect herself and can only rely on Shi Zhuo to protect her, wants to meddle in other's affairs and pretend to be a tiger, no way, Song Le frowned.

But the violence there continues.

In the end, a bowl of hot soup was poured on the girl's head, and after begging for mercy, the girl who was bumped seemed to finally let out a sigh of relief, smiled, and said, "Lick it clean, let's let it go." you go!"

She was referring to the soup that was trampled on the ground, dirty and disgusting.

The girl was already a little delirious, Song Le looked at her complicated mood, and felt that enough should be enough, but she could only stand aside aggrieved and silent.

Finally, he couldn't help but asked Shi Zhuo carefully: "Do you care?"

It's just a matter of Shi Zhuo's words, don't you care?

Upon hearing this, Shi Zhuo looked at her with a smile: "Senior sister wants me to take care of it?"

Not wishing, just feeling it should.

Song Le didn't know if this was a moral kidnapping, but when faced with a cruel thing that he was powerless but couldn't bear to see, he always prayed to see a capable person come forward.

She pursed her lips.

The booing over there was getting louder, and more and more people gathered around.

The physical torture is over, and a group of people are now taking pleasure in trampling on the girl's dignity and personality, laughing loudly.

Shi Zhuo's "helpless" soft voice sounded in his ears: "But senior sister, I'm not the savior. It's impossible for me to act bravely like the Holy Mother every time I see this kind of thing."

Hearing this, Song Le raised his eyes in a daze, his jaw tensed a little, and asked, "Is it the Virgin?"

These two words made her feel ashamed suddenly, and she was ashamed of her sympathy for the first time.

Seeing her biting her lip unconsciously, Shi Zhuo couldn't say the next thing for some reason.

So it was changed to softly: "No, senior sister is the most soft-hearted."

The first time I met her eyes, I had such an impression. I don't know why, it seems that I used to rely on this soft heart time and time again to push forward and act recklessly.