How can quick travel be full of scumbags?

A yellow-haired gangster pulled the fool's half-length hair and forced the fool to move forward. The fool's facial features were wrinkled together in pain, his fair face was flushed from nervousness and fear, and his arms were still tightly protecting him. Something seems to be saying "Brother Dachuan" in his mouth, foolishly.

Zhao Chuan suddenly felt distressed, a strange feeling he had never experienced before.

Seeing that Zhao Chuan really stopped, Huang Mao thought he had found a reason, and said arrogantly: "Zhao Chuan, this person is looking for you, right? If you don't want him to die, I will kneel down for you!"

Zhao Chuan looked at the panting Huangmao expressionlessly, but didn't respond.

Jian Shou, who felt that the scene had been robbed, hurriedly said with a crying voice: "Brother, Dachuan, Fanfan..."

Zhao Chuan moved a bit when he heard the sound, and sneered at Huangmao, "Oh, are you threatening me? Then you are looking for the wrong person, and he just picked up a fool, what a fool!"

The yellow-haired guy was stunned for a moment, and then slapped Jian Shou fiercely several times in a fit of embarrassment. If Jian Shou hadn't been ripped off, Jian Shou felt that he was about to fly out. Damn it, the little rascal was really ruthless! .

Jian Shou's white face instantly swelled up, and the tears couldn't stop flowing. He looked miserable, and begged pitifully: "It hurts, it hurts, don't beat..." The lunch box in his hand was well protected .

Wang Jun couldn't stand it anymore, look how pitiful this white and tender face is!Wang Jun had bullied this idiot a lot before, but he had never beaten him. Why is this one of his own? He scolded: "You bastard! What kind of skill is bullying an idiot! I promise to beat you later!"

Zhao Chuan, who was standing in front, narrowed his eyes dangerously. He didn't feel happy even though he was beating the same person. He was very upset. He even felt that those tears must be hot.

Well, maybe he was upset that the bastard moved his belongings, he is the only one who can bully this fool!

Zhao Chuan, who was trapped in the low pressure, suddenly roared, and rushed forward first to punch one. Wang Jun blew a whistle and broke into the battle with the others.

Huang Mao was so angry that he threw Jian Shou away, and after a few kicks as if to vent his anger, he finally cursed "Trash!", and had no choice but to go up to him.

Jian Shou hugged his lunch box and lay down on the ground pretending to be dead, his body curled up like a dying shrimp, honestly serving as the background board.

Zhao Chuan, who was determined to take revenge, was in full swing. These little guys were not his opponents at all. They smashed their stomachs and broke their wrists. Without any worries, they screamed in pain.

Huang Mao looked at Zhao Chuan, who looked like a Raksha, in panic, and was strangled by Zhao Chuan in the next second.

The neck was stuck and he opened his mouth to breathe, but his complexion continued to turn pale, and the hands that had been trying so hard to break away gradually dropped down weakly.

Huang Mao's eyes were blurred. He was so frightened that he wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't speak. He even thought that he would die in the next second!

But when he was about to die, Zhao Chuan threw him out like a rag, and before he could catch his breath, he was punched and kicked by a group of people, and he almost didn't recover!

In the end, it was one-sided, and the old Liang team won a big victory. The opponent ran when they should run, and those who should get down also crawled hard. Huang Mao lay in front of Jian Shou and felt out of breath.

Zhao Chuan looked down at Jian Shou who was lying on the ground without moving. Jian Shou silently rolled his eyes in his heart and then raised his head tearfully: "Fanfan...".

Suddenly Zhao Chuan's heart tightened.Just as he was about to speak, Wang Jun rushed to him and knelt down to pull Jian Shou up with his hands: "Little fool, are you alright?"

But Jian Shou trembled in pain: "Don't hit, it hurts..." It seemed that he was too scared.

"Oh, no, don't be afraid, I..."

"Okay, get out!" Zhao Chuan interrupted Wang Jun and squatted down, and said to Jian Shou's red eyes: "Don't be afraid."

To be honest, Zhao Chuan's image at this time is not very good, with bruises on his face, and his eyes are even a little gloomy.

The time seemed to be stretched, Zhao Chuan was a little nervous, and even Wang Jun who was at the side almost laughed out loud. Is this the appearance of comforting people?

Zhao Chuan seemed to have heard his heavy breathing, and was about to stand up impatiently, but was immediately dazzled by Jian Shou's smile: "Brother, don't be afraid."

Surrounded by thin arms, there is a small head on the chest, and the half-length hair is soft and obedient.Zhao Chuan resisted rubbing it, isn't he afraid of himself?

The originally tightly pursed lips relaxed, and even the brows and eyes softened a bit. The violent elements seemed to be completely calmed down.

Zhao Chuan simply skipped this afternoon's class. To him, being in the classroom is the same as not being in the classroom.

He brought Jian Shou to a mountain top, where the shade was shaded by big trees, and the grass was luxuriant. Occasionally, a breeze would blow, which would refresh people's hearts. Zhao Chuan leaned against the tree and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

Jian Shou secretly threw away the cold water veil that Zhao Chuan put on his face, and he felt much better, at least he didn't have the numbness and pain.

The scenery on the top of the mountain is very good, but the sun is a little bit brighter, and there are very few butterflies in this season, most of them are gray-winged, Jian Shou is a little ashamed to be cute.

Zhao Chuan caught a glimpse of the idiot, thought he was hiding, walked up behind the butterfly and jumped in the air, and fell to the ground. He thought the idiot would cry, but a clear laughter resounded. Repeated several times, the laughter was almost uninterrupted .

Really stupid, Zhao Chuan recovered from the laughter, lowered the corners of his mouth unconsciously, and said fiercely: "Shut up! It's so noisy." Then the world was quiet.

Well, in fact, I also feel stupid, okay!Jian Shou, who had calmed down, sat on the ground and counted pimples.

【Have the mosquitoes come to bite me?Itchy! 123 Give a bottle of Sixgod! 】

[Ding, this system only provides self-made Tianba grade anti-mosquito anti-itch cream, would you like a bottle? 】

【···Come, come, come...】

Zhao Chuan slightly opened his eyes, the sun was in the middle of the day, and the bright sun shone on the young man in white with short sleeves, as if there was a layer of golden warm light.

The young man sat on the ground with his knees hugged, his head drooping, his pink lips pursed, and his small hand touching the small red bump on his fair calf, as if he didn't know what to do.

In fact, Jian Shou is working hard to apply the medicine, but fortunately the medicine is effective, the place where it was applied is no longer itchy, but the swelling has not subsided yet.

Are there mosquitoes?Zhao Chuan stood up, shook the vest that had been taken off his body, strode up behind Jian Shou and swept Jian Shou with his clothes: "Fool, go back!"

Jian Shou hurriedly got up from the ground and followed him step by step, shaking his head quietly, ah, there was a strong smell of sweat!

"Mom, I'm back!" Xu Chunmei ran out of the room in a hurry: "Skipping class again?! Ah! Son, what happened to you? Who hit you? Tell Mom, Mom goes..."

Zhao Chuan impatiently waved his fucking hand away and said, "Okay, little injury, leave me alone." He bypassed Xu Chunmei and went back to his room.

In a blink of an eye, Xu Chunmei lashed out at Jian Shou ferociously: "I asked you to deliver food today, where is the lunch box? You just watched your brother get beaten? The beast knows how to be grateful. Our family has raised you for so many years for nothing." !"

Jian Shou touched his face and didn't speak, he was really talking nonsense with his eyes open, obviously the redness and swelling on his face was also obvious, okay?

However, Zhao Chuan suddenly opened the door and shouted: "Fuck you! Don't disturb me!" Then he glanced at Jian Shou's reddened face, and his tone became slightly better: "Pick yourself with cold water." After finishing speaking The door closed with a bang.

He must be stupid, how could a fool know how to apply cold water to his face?Jian Shou complained silently.After all, Xu Chunmei glared at Jian Shou unwillingly, and left.

[123, I find that I am really useless now, I can't fight back if I scold or beat back. 】

[Host, don’t worry, the next world will be better, and we will have golden fingers~]

Well, Jian Shou sneakily applied cold water to his face.

In the evening, Jian Shou carefully recalled the information he got from the system, Zhao Chuan's family was very poor.

My father went out to work. In the past, he could send five or six thousand times a year, but in the past year, Mo didn't send any money, and he didn't even make a phone call. He was in a state of being out of contact.

Xu Chunmei also asked someone to look for him, but they didn't get any useful news except that he kept spending money.

Xu Chunmei is the hostess of this family. She has no skills. She stays at home and feeds a few chickens and ducks, plants a few plants of vegetables, and carefully calculates the living expenses. She is doing her best for her son.A caressing and philistine little woman.

Zhao Chuan has a serious tendency to violence since he was a child, and his father is not at home, and his mother thinks it is okay for a little boy to be wild, so no one cares about him, which directly caused the victim No. [-] "fool" miserable childhood.

Zhao Chuan has been talking with his fists since he was a child. He is unhappy that he has more children, and he is unhappy that his parents have too many children in their family.

So Jian Shou believed that if something serious happened to the Zhao family, no one would be willing to help.