[Quick time travel] The big villain is always pestering the male second

Hearing Wei Chuyi's direct question, Yun Xi raised his eyebrows slightly. Now that I understand him so well, why didn't I understand him when he rejected me before? If you don’t trust him, you can find all sorts of excuses!

O man!

"I did talk to him about something. Because you took action that day, I asked him to help you lure away some people."

Wei Chuyi closed the computer, hugged Yun Xi into his arms, and asked in a low voice, "You are a policeman, how can you put ordinary people into such a dangerous situation?"

"He will be fine. I couldn't catch up with him that day. Although he may be obedient, his running speed is ridiculous." Yun Xi said softly, and then said calmly: "I will protect him when the time comes. Yes, so...you should pay more attention to yourself."

"I understand, thank you, I will be careful." Wei Chuyi rubbed Yun Xi's head.

He discovered that Yun Xi was also very cold sometimes, as if he was the only one he cared about. And protecting other people is just a matter of duty as a police officer.

"Yun Xi, you are... really difficult to understand."

"Maybe." Yun Xi did not refute, because Xuan had said something similar before, saying that he couldn't understand him and felt that he was sometimes more cruel and ruthless than anyone else.

Three days later, Yun Xi stood in an alley and looked up to see two men wearing black jackets entering the bar, one behind the other.

"Damn it." Yun Xi frowned and said.

Yuan Yuzhi also saw it, "What? One of them is the sanctioner?"

"Yes, inform Captain Zhang and I will go in and take a look first."

"Don't be impulsive!" Yuan Yuzhi reminded, a little anxious, why do you always rush up?

Yun Xi patted Yuan Yuzhi's arm: "I will pay attention."

After saying that, Yun Xi quickly ran to the bar. There were many people inside, and he looked around for the two of them.

And somewhere in a private room, there were various muffled groans, then the sound of broken bottles, and then a scream.

"Ah!!!" Mr. Song screamed, covering his head that was broken by the bottle, and stared at the person in front of him fiercely. The people lying on the ground were all protecting Young Master Song.

"You bastard, are you the sanctioner they call you? Do you dare to hurt me?"

Wei Chuyi walked over slowly, stepping on the people on the ground. Because he was pinned down by Yun Xi on the table last time, the other party was drinking in the private room after that, and the number of people under his protection was increased. But there's nothing to be afraid of, such as the number of people, and the enclosed space... just makes it convenient for him to do things.

"Heh, a brat in his twenties, would I be afraid of you?"

Hearing the familiar words, Mr. Song's pupils shrank suddenly. He only said this to that guy that night, "Are you the man that night?"

"Congratulations...you guessed it wrong." Wei Chuyi sneered. Young Master Song began to curse and stood up to resist, but Wei Chuyi hit him on the leg with a hammer. "You seem to be the same as anyone who resists you." Solved with a hammer.”

"Oh - look at how kind I am, I will never solve it with one blow. After all, it wouldn't be fun."

Young Master Song glanced at Wei Chuyi, then glanced at the people on the ground out of the corner of his eye. At first, he thought it was funny when this guy barged in. He was followed by more than a dozen people, so how could he be afraid of Wei Chuyi.

But when Wei Chuyi came in, he first dealt with the people sitting outside and knocked them unconscious. The people who were slightly inside couldn't get out, so they had to get out from the table. But it was obvious that his body was unstable like this, and Wei Chuyi dealt with them one by one.

When he heard others talk about sanctioners before, they said that they usually beat people to death with their fists. He thought that the opponent was a simple-minded person with well-developed limbs. Now it seems that the punisher is very smart, but he just finds it more exciting to hit people with punches and flesh.

As Wei Chuyi walked inside, he picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it on the table. The broken pieces pointed at Young Master Song. "Hey, keep your voice down for a moment. I don't want anyone to come over and end this carnival so quickly."

"I heard that you have mental illness? What a coincidence, I do too. I also like to torture people, but compared to torturing ordinary people, I prefer to torture evil people like you. Being a perpetrator used to be very exciting, so you can experience being a victim yourself. How do you feel?"

Wei Chuyi's voice was filled with laughter, which made Mr. Song tremble unconsciously. How could there be such a crazy person? Like him, he obviously doesn't care about the life and death of others, but he can disguise himself and make himself a hero of society. It is simply terrifying and terrifying to think about.

"Ah, let's take a look. Not long ago, you scratched a person's neck with a wine bottle." The next moment, Wei Chuyi scratched Mr. Song's neck with a wine bottle, but compared to the other party threatening Yun Xi, he This time the stroke was deeper.

"The school bus hijacking incident is going on." Wei Chuyi changed to a hammer again and said while thinking, "Some people had their heads smashed by the hammer... We can do this later. After all, if I die all of a sudden, what else am I going to do? ?”

"Okay, let's start with the hands and feet first. Wasn't there a girl who had her limbs broken by you? Don't worry, I'm a professional and won't let you die instantly."

It’s this sentence again, why is it this sentence again!

Mr. Song gritted his teeth, it would be better to just kill him!

"Uh... ah!" Mr. Song squeezed his body on the ground, and his other leg was broken by Wei Chuyi.

"Shh!" Wei Chuyi put his index finger in front of his lips, signaling Mr. Song to be quiet.

At this time, Wei Chuyi's black mask was splashed with blood. Although it could not be seen, it could be seen on the exposed skin above the mask.

And being so close, Young Master Song finally saw Wei Chuyi's eyes hidden in the shadow of the hood. At this moment, those dark eyes were filled with morbid excitement and excitement.

"I told you to be quiet and don't make too much noise. Although every private room is very noisy, your voice can't be heard over other private rooms." Wei Chuyi chuckled, his eyebrows arched, "I was watching when I came in If you call the plainclothes police, you’ll be in trouble.”

Young Master Song looked at Wei Chuyi in horror, "Why do you want to kill me? Have I ever killed any of your relatives?"

"No."

"Then why, what is your reason for killing me..."

"Because a scum like you shouldn't live." Wei Chuyi said lightly.

Young Master Song couldn't help but laugh after hearing this, as if he had heard something funny, "Hahaha... I am a scumbag and I deserve to die? What about you? You and I are the same kind of people."

"Well, they are indeed the same kind of people, but I am a scumbag who specializes in killing scumbags." Wei Chuyi flatly admitted that he was the same. There are several types of scum. Scum in society refers to people with bad morals and low conduct. He really has no morals. Who has the morals to go around killing people?

Young Master Song finished laughing, with resentment flashing in his eyes, "Haha... People like you will not be happy."