I married a bamboo horse

When Song Ziqian arrived, he saw Wen Youxing's cell phone in a corner. He searched the surroundings in a panic, but he couldn't find any smell that belonged to Wen Youxing. Thinking of what Wen Youxing was suffering right now Dangerous, his heart is pierced like a thousand arrows.

Wen Youxing was thrown into a small warehouse by those people after he was stunned by drugs. When he woke up in a daze, he saw walls surrounded by walls, and occasionally two mice came from it. Running past his feet, he let out a slight exclamation in fright, and wanted to hide but didn't know where to hide.

"I woke up pretty fast." The warehouse door was opened, and an old man with a beard came in, smoking a cigarette. "I'm the big brother of the Qinglong Gang. You can call me Feidao."

"Pfft." Wen Youxing couldn't help laughing, and then joked, "Your nickname is quite special."

"What are you laughing at..." The younger brother beside Fei Dao wanted to reprimand Wen Youxing, but was stopped by Fei Dao's wave of his hand, Fei Dao stomped out the smoke, and said with a disgusting smile on his greasy face, " I heard you were gay?"

Hearing Feidao's words, Wen Youxing was startled, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart for no reason.

"You are skinny and tender, it's not a pity to be gay." Feidao wanted to reach out to lift Wen Youxing's chin, but was slapped away by Wen Youxing's slap, but he didn't mind, and continued, "But Your lover must have not repaid your taste, right?"

"How dare you!" Wen Youxing's expression was cold, and he stared sharply at the lifeless garbage in front of him.

"Hahahaha." Feidao laughed a few times, turned around and sat on the chair next door, "Do you think we will dare? We have someone to cover us in this area, even if we really kill you , and no one will care, let alone we just want to play with you."

It's not that Wen Youxing is not afraid. After all, they have a lot of people, but no matter what, he will fight hard. He can't let anyone except Song Ziqian touch a single hair of his hair.

Fei Dao is a person who has seen the world, and seeing Wen Youxing's expression, he knew that Wen Youxing wanted to break out, so he clapped his hands at the group of younger brothers behind him, and Wen Youxing was surrounded by them stand up.

It's not that Wen Youxing had never fought in school before, but most of the time it was solved by Song Ziqian, and he was basically in charge of applauding from behind. This was the first time he confronted so many people in front of him.

"Trash!" Feidao didn't expect Wen Youxing to be so powerful, kicked those younger brothers to the back, and stood in front of Wen Youxing by himself.

Wen Youxing's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his whole body was about to lose strength, and blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the flying knife with a sneer, and while the flying knife was still complacent, he kicked it , the flying knife was caught off guard by him, and screamed in pain.

Feidao jumped up and stepped on Wen Youxing fiercely. He knew that Wen Youxing had no strength left to deal with him, and was just dying.

"Hit! Hit me! I thought you were so powerful!" The flying knife stepped on Wen Youxing's chest fiercely. Wen Youxing struggled to get up, but it was all in vain. "If it wasn't for Nana, I have already chopped you up and fed it to the dogs!"

Wen Youxing couldn't hear what Feidao said anymore, now he just felt pain all over his body and dizzy, as if he saw Song Ziqian in a trance, Song Ziqian was smiling at him, chatting with him about their most longed for future.