The Fairy in Fast Time

"An, An Han!"

The boy wanted to rush up to check on the boy's injuries, but then he was punched in the lower abdomen by the man with the yellow hair, causing him to bend down and kneel on the ground in such pain.

Physiological tears overflowed from his eyes, and Bai Xiaopeng reached for his bag with trembling silent hands——

Just give them the money...

In this way, his classmates will not be beaten because of him.

At this time, the setting sun in the sky was like blood, and the smell of blood slowly flowed in this dark and remote alley, and dangerous and brutal factors were stirring in the darkness.

"Why, weren't you still hung up just now?" Huang Mao put his hands in his pockets, looked down at the young boy who fell silently on the ground, and sneered.

Then, Huang Mao pulled out a fruit knife from his waist, made two careless gestures, and lifted the boy's chin with his foot as if insulting.

The black hair scattered in front of his eyes was a little wet with sweat, Wen Han just looked at this man's disgusting face with such a calm face, and the anger in his heart grew more and more.

"Originally, the brothers just wanted to borrow some money, but now..." The man standing on the other side smiled, with a biting light in his eyes, "We want to vent."

"Stop talking nonsense." The man who was punched by Wen Han before shook his fist and said coldly.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, third, wait until I scratch his face, and you can do whatever you want." The yellow-haired vulture smiled sinisterly, then lowered his feet and bent down, carelessly using a knife to gently slap the boy. fringed bangs—

This made Bai Xiaopeng, who slowly came back to his senses, growl in pain: "No! You will be punished if you do this! Ugh!"

The third child directly kicked the boy's chest, and said in a cold voice, "Shut up."

Then, Huang Mao saw the young man with blood on his lips smiling slowly.

——The one with the gorgeous smile is like a demon flower blooming in the land of death.

——Erosion, dangerous to the extreme.

"Crack."

The sound of dislocation of bones resounded crisply in the alley, Wen Han clasped Huang Mao's left wrist with one hand, and stood up unsteadily.

At this time they were very close, and when Huang Mao was sweating in pain and was about to fight back, Wen Han's right leg violently swept forward from behind the man, and then Huang Mao's knee touched the cement. The ground slammed into each other hard, making the sound of bones breaking.

Huang Mao knelt on the ground in pain and could not speak at all, his body convulsed involuntarily, and the knife fell in front of him with a "bang".

— like a great irony.

All the actions happened between lightning and flint, which made the other two men's eyes widen in shock.

Pressing down in the alley with a cold and ruthless aura, Wen Han curled his pale lips, and slowly rolled up his blood-stained sleeves to his elbows, raised his hand to comb back the bangs on his forehead, revealing his full forehead .

"Now, it's really fun."

The young man tilted his head and let out an innocent smile, his dark pupils were bottomless, making him look even more treacherous against the blood on his face.

The second child's heart trembled, and immediately, he rushed towards the young man swiftly, secretly thinking that he was just a brat!

Seeing this, Wen Han moved sideways to dodge the man's attacking fist lightly, then raised his left leg high, and kicked the man's neck sideways quickly and accurately.

But at this moment, a chilling killing intent came from behind, Wen Han quickly withdrew his legs and lowered his body, the attacking fruit knife narrowly cut off a few of his hairs.

"For me, go to hell!"

Crazy colors flashed in the eyes of the third child, and his bloodshot eyes looked extremely cloudy. He growled and raised the knife high to Wen Han again.

In this case, it was obvious that he had taken drugs.

Wen Han snatched the knife from the man's hand with lightning speed, grabbed the man's hair with one hand and slammed it against the wall with one hand, and threw it on the ground casually like throwing trash.

Immediately, the young man straddled the man neatly, grabbed the man's collar and slowly approached, while slowly raising his other hand holding the knife.

"No...no! I was wrong! I was wrong!" The man shook his head in collapse and screamed in horror.

However, the knife still stabbed straight at the man's right eye, with a cold killing intent.

"Do not--!!!"

The man struggled desperately, roaring in despair.

In the next second, the tip of the knife stopped firmly two centimeters away from the man's right eye.

The air suddenly became quiet, only the man's heavy breathing remained.

Wen Han stared at the man for a long time, and finally, he said hoarsely: "From now on...don't do this again."

The man nodded frantically, stumbled and said, "No more! Never again! No more..."

Hearing this, the young man slowly moved the knife a little away from above the man's right eye, and when he was about to get up, his shoulder was gently pressed from behind.

A faint smell of tobacco enveloped the young man airtightly, and then his hand holding the knife was covered by another hand with sharp knuckles, and then that hand controlled him and stabbed him fiercely.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!"

The man's painful wailing immediately resounded through the entire alley, and it sounded extremely shrill and terrifying.

Warm blood spurted onto the boy's face, making his body stiffen immediately.

The man's deep and magnetic voice resounded faintly above Wen Han's head.

"As a member of the Mu family, how can you be so soft-hearted."

The boy's body couldn't help trembling, and he immediately wanted to pull out the hand that was shackled by the man, but in the end he was firmly held by the man, and he gently spun half a circle with his hand holding the knife.

"Ahhhh-!!!"

The man's wailing became more and more miserable, and the warm blood flowed down his teary face, making him look even more terrifying.

"Remember, Ahan." The man lowered his voice and approached the young man, his sharp-edged face remained calm, "This is the first lesson I taught you."

After saying that, Mu Ziyuan let go of his hands and stood up straight, took the handkerchief handed over by Cheng Ke, and wiped off the blood on his hands calmly, "Cheng Ke, everything has been dealt with."

"Yes."

"No! Spare me, spare me! Please..."

With a sullen face, Cheng Ke directly called a few bodyguards, and dragged the three of them to the depths of the alley, leaving only the more miserable sounds of begging for mercy.

Not long after that, the alley became completely quiet.

Wen Han stood there in silence for a while, and then looked at Bai Xiaopeng who had fallen to the ground next to him, but saw that the boy was in a daze and his eyes were loose.

"yours."

Wen Han picked up the schoolbag on the ground and carried it on his back, and handed the other schoolbag to Bai Xiaopeng with a hoarse voice.

"...Oh, oh, thank you, thank you..." Bai Xiaopeng took the schoolbag, as if suddenly returning to his soul, he raised his head and looked at Wen Han eagerly: "Really! Thank you so much... Thank you... "

"It's nothing." The young man lowered his eyes and replied lightly.

Mu Nian, who had been watching all this, had a cold face, strong jealousy rolled in his eyes, his hands hanging on both sides of his body were clenched into fists, and his nails almost sank into his flesh.

——It’s just an adopted son, why did he get the recognition and attention of his father.

——The members of the Mu family have always been just my father and me, so what is An Han?

— not to mention letting his father touch his dirty hands and shoulders.

— Unforgivable...

— Unforgivable!

"Cheng Ke, settle this child down." Mu Ziyuan glanced at Bai Xiaopeng lightly.

Hearing this, Cheng Ke respectfully replied "Yes".

"gone back."

After speaking, Mu Ziyuan took the lead and walked towards the car. Seeing this, Mu Nian glanced at Wen Han contemptuously, and followed quickly.

Wen Han finally breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately his eyes were stung by the blood on his hands, and then he suddenly remembered something.

...System, are you dead?

[System: I was so fascinated by watching that I even forgot my existence. 】

Wen Han: Your sentence seems to be a sick sentence.

[System: Ahhh. 】

Wen Han: I think I'm a little nervous... The development of the plot is completely different from what I thought...

[System: ... I didn't expect that Mu Ziyuan would come over and teach you how to poke people. It's so fascinating. 】

Wen Han: Let's not talk about this anymore, hey, how about my performance just now!Isn't it great!

[System: Oh, I, who should cooperate with you in the performance, turn a blind eye. 】

Wen Han: Wo Ri.

"Master, Master Mu told you to hurry over." Cheng Ke held the phone and said to Wen Han who was standing there with a smile.

Hearing this, Wen Han looked down at his blood-stained school uniform, sighed and started walking, "Okay."