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Song Chen who had dinner was quite uncomfortable. He was not a talkative person, and Zhou Ning, who he knew best, was still angry, but he was still focused on teasing Xiao Yuan.

Only he and Chen Lang were eating seriously, but he put down his chopsticks not long after eating.

Chen Lang asked him, "Are you full?"

Song Chen: "It's not tasty."

As soon as the words came out, I was also surprised. Although he had been used to people for a long time, he would hardly say such words at the beginning, and at most he would complain behind his back.

After dinner, they walked back to the hotel. This area is a very lively commercial street. Zhou Ning and Xiao Yuan stopped and went to look at things and buy things, but they were quickly left behind.

Song Chen felt bored and dry, and regretted going out to eat, he might as well eat casually in the hotel.

He reached out to Chen Lang, "Give me the room card."

"What to do?" Chen Lang didn't give it.

"I want to go back."

Chen Lang smiled, "You mean to let me sleep on the street?"

Song Chen pointed back, "Don't you still have to wait for her, I'll go back first, I still need to read."

Chen Lang looked at him with an inexplicable smile in his eyes, "It's not that Zhou Ning is still here, I'll go back with you."

Then ignore Xiao Yuan?

Doesn't it look familiar? It's not good to throw the girl to Zhou Ning alone.

Either he couldn't trust his good friend Zhou Ning, or he didn't feel very good, but Chen Lang didn't care, "She's not a child anymore."

"Whatever you want." Song Chen didn't notice the slight curve of his lips.

"Wait for me." Chen Lang went back and told Zhou Ning that they would go first, Zhou Ning couldn't be happier.

"Don't go shopping for too long, there's an exam tomorrow."

"Don't worry." Zhou Ning made it clear.

"You are very relieved." Seeing the man come back, Song Chen's expression became a little twisted, and he was curious about the relationship between Xiao Yuan and Chen Lang.

I want to ask, but I feel that asking is too deliberate.

"There is nothing to worry about, it's not you who follow."

"What's wrong with me?" Song Chen subconsciously choked upon hearing his name.

"It's nothing." Chen Lang looked at him and smiled, "I'm not familiar with the place here, I'm afraid you won't come back."

Song Chen was terrified by his smile, turned his head, glanced at the unfamiliar street scene around him and said, "Do you still remember which way back to the hotel?"

This place extends in all directions, and there are so many shops, every corner is very similar, Song Chen is almost dizzy.

Chen Lang hadn't reached the point where he could remember it once, so he turned on the navigation on his phone, "Wait, I'll start the navigation."

Following the navigator's seven bends and eight turns to the end of the small road, they suddenly came from the bustling commercial street to the small road with only dim street lights.

"Are you sure you have lost the right destination? Why do I feel that it was not this way when I came here?" Song Chen questioned.

"You can doubt the software, but you can't doubt that I made a mistake. We came from No. [-] Middle School, and now we are going back to the hotel. Of course it's different."

"I knew it was a fight." Song Chen was discouraged, and now his legs were sore.He squatted down and rested, and suddenly stood up with a frown.

This physical strength is too poor.

Chen Lang laughed, "It's only one kilometer away."

Song Chen hummed, and walked side by side with him, getting very close.Chen Lang was a little surprised. Just as he was about to make fun of him, Song Chen pulled his arm and spoke in a breathy voice, "Chen Lang, it seems that someone is following us."

Chen Lang restrained his expression, concentrated his energy to perceive his surroundings, and walked a little faster, "It's okay."

As soon as the words fell, someone shouted arrogantly to stop them, "Student, wait a minute, please help me."

Two men suddenly ran out ahead to block the way, they looked young.

Song Chen turned around, and there were about three or four men in strange clothes, the head of which still had red hair.

Hongmao's gaze first took a careful look at Chen Lang, then moved to Song Chen's face, and said in a daze, "Student, how about borrowing some money?"

Song Chen frowned. He had been taken to and from school since he was a child. He had never encountered such a situation, but he also knew that the other party did not really borrow money.

"Yes." Chen Lang held Song Chen's hand and blocked him calmly, "How much do you want? I don't have any cash, can I transfer money?"

Red Hair: "..."

Hongmao grinned, "It's cool, but we only accept cash, you go to the bank to get it."

Chen Lang nodded, and pulled Song Chen away. The two people next to him took a step and pushed Chen Lang, "Don't understand? Go get it."

One of them pointed at Song Chen, "He stays."

Chen Lang raised his eyelids, and looked at Cun Tou with deep black eyes, which made his heart feel cold, and he couldn't help but put down his hands.

"He's with me, you just let people follow."

The red hair pushed away the person in front, smelling of inferior cigarettes, and said in a fierce tone, "Don't meddle in other people's business, it's none of your business, go and get some money to make sure you leave safely."

Song Chen behind the station suddenly said, "I'm calling the police."

The red-haired people narrowed their eyes.

Song Chen: "I'll be there in five minutes."

"Coincidentally, I was scared too much." Hongmao said with a smile, and the rest of the people followed suit.

"It's a few years too early to scare your grandpa." Cun Tou stepped forward and raised his hand, wanting to punch Song Chen.

Song Chen closed his eyes in fright, the pain he imagined did not come, and he heard Chen Lang's loud words in his ears.

"Don't touch him."

Chen Lang's eyebrows were fierce, and there was an inexplicable and suppressed powerful aura that emanated, and the suppressed people present couldn't breathe.

It's a different person from when I said to withdraw money just now.

The usually fresh and soothing breath after the rain suddenly became dangerous and fierce. Song Chen was stunned by this unexpected breath, his eyes began to wander, and his body trembled slightly.

Chen Lang squeezed Cun Tou's hand hard, and violently pushed it upwards, Cun Tou let out a scream.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Lang let go of his hand and kicked Cun Tou's knee, kicking him to the ground and screaming.

Hongmao spat, "It's useless, dutiful sons are born under the stick, so the grandpas must come together."

"Boss, I used the wrong word."

"You don't care about me, let me do it."

Song Chen trembled his lips, not only trembling by Chen Lang's breath, but also worried about the situation, "Chen Lang..."

"Don't be afraid, stand far away." Chen Lang said in a deep voice, and shook his hand, rubbing his thumb against his wet palm.

Just as he was talking, those gangsters rushed over, Chen Lang pressed his shoulder and pushed Song Chen.

Hong Mao picked up a stone from the ground, he could see that Chen Lang didn't know how to fight, but he was extremely strong, as if desperate.

He winked at the other person and asked him to drag it in front, while he threw the stone down from behind.

"Be careful behind!"

Song Chen raised his heart.

With a "bang", the stone hit the ground, Hongmao's arm was dislocated, and he glared at Chen Lang fiercely, "I'll fuck your mother."

Hongmao rushed up dragging his arms, but Chen Lang grabbed his fist and dragged him down, causing him to fall to the ground.

Make a dull sound.

Chen Lang picked up the stone next to him and hit the red hair. Song Chen hugged his arm the second time he hit it.

"Chen Lang! Don't hit Chen Lang, it will kill you!"

Song Chen was a little dazed. He only knew that Chen Lang had to be stopped. He took the stone and threw it far away, with some blood on his fingertips.

He dragged the person away from the person lying on the ground, only to realize that Chen Lang had a ruthless expression, with gloomy brows and bloodshot eyes, staring at people.

"Did you get hurt, Chen Lang?"

The blood in his whole body was still boiling, and Chen Lang felt a rampant hostility in his heart, urging him to vent.

There was a voice calling his name next to his ear, and the sweet breath wafted amidst the faint smell of blood, slightly soothing the cruelty in his body.

His eyeballs rolled and met Song Chen's moist eyes.

"Chenchen..."

Chen Lang hugged Song Chen, his tall body hung on Song Chen's body, buried in the neck that was constantly overflowing with sweet breath, hot breath sprinkled on the sensitive nape of his neck.

It's hot, hot, itchy.

The continuous milk fragrance softened the violent after-rain breath, just as Song Chen supported Chen Lang's body and patted his tense back to comfort him.

"It'll be fine, the police will come right away."

The siren sounded, and a few punks on the ground who could barely stand up took the opportunity to run away.

The red hair covered his head and yelled, "Uncle policeman, I am wronged, look at that kid beat me, bleeding! I just asked him for directions. I really didn't provoke it, someone ordered me to do it!"

The policeman scolded: "It's useless to call uncle, your family is nearby and ask for directions, and you don't even think about how many times you have entered, you dare to fight, you dare to fight!"

Another policeman looked at the two people who were hugging each other, and thought that he must have been shocked, "The two little classmates are fine, are you hurt there?"

Chen Lang stood up straight and put one hand on Song Chen's body. He lowered his head, and the redness in his eyes hadn't faded, "No."

Before going back to the hotel, I went to the police station to make a record. I heard that the two of them came to participate in the competition, and the police were even more angry.

Almost frightened the good Miaomiao of the motherland.

In the end, they arranged for someone to take them back to the hotel. Song Chen was terrified, and even more frightened by Chen Lang.

He really didn't expect Chen Lang to be so powerful and beat so many people to the ground

Later, without blinking an eye, he threw stones at people.

Thinking about it now, Chen Lang's temper in the past was really good.

No matter how much he choked, he didn't move his hands, but at most moved his mouth.

"Are you really all right?"

Song Chen saw that he was sitting motionless on the chair and didn't say a word, the hostility from just now seemed to remain in his eyes.

Chen Lang lifted his eyelids, his eyes moved to Song Chen's face, and the bloodshot eyes moved along with him.

With a thud, Chen Lang heard himself swallowing, the blood in his veins was flowing rapidly, and there was something buzzing in his ears, and he heard voices from the next room.

very clearly.

He suddenly grabbed Song Chen's hand and raised his chin, "Go take a shower."

It was so fragrant that he couldn't help it just by looking at it.

"Ah? Oh." There was indeed a smell on his body. Song Chen tore his clothes, and couldn't help being mentioned by him, "Then I'll wash it first."

Song Chen took out his clean pajamas and went into the bathroom. After a while, there was the sound of rushing water.Chen Lang covered his forehead, the veins on his forehead swelled up, and heat surged up in his lower abdomen.

He stood up abruptly and walked out the door.

There was a knock on the door diagonally opposite, and the door opened, and the person inside asked in surprise, "Is there something wrong?"

Chen Lang: "I'm looking for Duan Xiaofeng."

"What's the matter with you so late? I still need to read." Duan Xiaofeng stood at the door without moving. Chen Lang squeezed his shoulders and brought him out, and he cried out in pain.

Chen Lang led him to the entrance and exit of the safe passage, where only the warning signs on the wall and door were flashing green lights.

The dark environment made Duan Xiaofeng flustered, "Chen Lang, let the fuck go..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Lang squeezed his neck and pressed hard against the cold wall, his tone extremely fierce.

"Who gave you the guts to mess with Song Chen? Do you really think no one saw what you did at the bookstore?"

The author has something to say:

Brother Lang is not fierce, really!

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