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Jian Ze'an knelt on the ground, curled up, feeling dizzy from the pain.

This prevented him from dodging the next attack.

A heavy fist slammed down on his back, and Jian Ze'an was beaten to the ground, his muscles were about to convulse from the pain, and the ray of clarity in his mind made him desperately urge himself to cheer up and fight back.

The boy gritted his teeth, endured the pain and rolled half a circle before the opponent's next attack, and then the whole body fit into the big man's knee joint.

The opponent staggered.

Not daring to stop, Jian Ze'an got up quickly, bent his knees, and hit the man between his legs hard!

No matter how great the advantage of height and weight was, the most vulnerable part was hit hard, and the big man groaned, staggering back with his hands on his crotch.

Jian Ze'an staggered and stood firm, feeling the cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

He didn't care about this person anymore, turned around and rushed towards Xia Heran over there.

On the other side of the alley, perhaps witnessing Jian Ze'an being beaten, Xia Heran exploded with unprecedented strength, he recklessly hit his head upwards and hit the chin of the person covering his mouth.

The latter bit his tongue like this, and subconsciously let go of Xia Heran with a sore throat.

As soon as he retreated, he ran into the person who was holding Xia Heran's neck, and stepped on the other person's toes.

Xia Heran grew up fighting in the market, and there was no way to fight, but he was ruthless.

He has a theory of his own:

In many fights, the fight is not about who is strong or skilled, but who wants to die.

If you don't want to die, others will be afraid of you, because they are afraid of being hurt, afraid of death, and will cringe.The more so, the easier it is to get hurt and hesitate.

If so, this is your chance.

'We can't let them hurt Jian Ze'an. '

This thought lingered in his mind, repeated and chattered endlessly.

Xia Heran had no other ideas.His eyes were so cruel that after the man covering his mouth retreated, he completely ignored the pain in his head and repeated the same trick. He threw his head back fiercely, and in the posture of his hands being scissored behind him, a head hammer hit the man behind him. forehead.

The man let go of his hand with a cry of pain, but immediately realized that something was wrong, and gnashed his teeth and rushed forward again:

"Little boy! You are as bad as your female cousin and mother!"

Xia Heran's eyes turned blood red when he heard that he had insulted his mother.

"You fucking court death!"

He squeezed out hideous words from the gap between his teeth, every word was full of murderous intent, and he attacked the opponent with all his might.

He has fought countless fights since he was a child, he is flexible, and he knows how to hurt people best.It's a pity that his opponent is big and round, the key is not one person, but three.For a while, Xia Heran was at a disadvantage. Although he successfully hit the man, he received two punches at the same time.

However, he himself was tolerant enough, he was beaten without saying a word, even as if he couldn't feel the pain, his attacks became more and more cunning.

This made the three men more and more shocked.

With such a desperate attack method, if they didn't take a lot of money from the people behind them, they would definitely not want to confront this little wolf cub.

At this time, Jian Ze'an got rid of the fourth man and ran over.

He couldn't see the fear of the three big men, but he could only see that Xia Heran was punched and kicked from time to time, his fair face was already bruised and purple, and there was even blood at the corner of his mouth.

He was so shocked that he almost shouted out:

"The police will be here in a while, stop!"

The three of them didn't seem to hear it, and one of them snorted coldly: "Police? Didn't they just come out after staying in the police station for a few days? Be afraid of me?"

Jian Ze'an was very anxious. These people don't even have the fear of the police. What kind of people are they?

Calling the police couldn't scare these people, so he had no choice but to rush forward by himself, trying to help Xia Heran share some of the burden.

Xia Heran caught a glimpse of his actions from the corner of his eye, dodged a slapping leg, and blocked a fist, and shouted hastily: "Don't come here! I'm fine!"

Jian Ze'an also yelled at him: "Are you kidding? You don't seem to be okay?"

Xia Heran was too busy confronting the enemy to respond in time.

But a big man laughed: "He is really fine. What kind of nosy is your kid doing? Kidnapping? Just him? It's just that his daughter, cousin, and mother are in debt. We just educate him a little bit.——You said Yes or no?"

He turned his gaze to Xia Heran, grinned grinningly and kicked the latter.

Xia Heran was dealing with another person, but he didn't dodge, and was beaten with a muffled grunt.

Jian Ze'an couldn't do anything but watch, he ignored the big man's threats, rushed up and kicked his legs directly.

The man was kicked straight by him, cursed a few times in his mouth, and turned his head ferociously to clean him up.

While dodging and fighting back, Jian Ze'an breathed a sigh of relief: Xia Heran only has to deal with two people this time, and with his skill, he won't suffer too much.

He glanced at Xia Heran, who was suddenly under pressure, and saw that the other party was coping with it with ease, and he was much more at ease, so he concentrated on dodging the big guy who pointed the finger at him.

The opponent was twice as wide as him, and Jian Ze'an didn't dare to resist, relying on dodging and occasional sneak attacks to make himself not too disadvantaged.

Seeing that the situation seemed to be calming down, suddenly Xia Heran yelled in shock:

"Be careful--!!!"

Jian Ze'an was startled, before he understood what happened, he first felt the strong wind behind his ears, which instantly raised his sense of crisis, and then his eyes blurred, before he could see clearly, he was thrown directly under him by a figure. With a force, he fell to the ground hard, and then, there was a dull heavy blow, accompanied by a crisp "click" that could tear people's liver and gallbladder, the body of the person on him trembled, and the whole person fell limply on top of him.

At this moment, Jian Ze'an finally saw the face of the person on his body clearly, and also saw the suddenly pale complexion of the other person.

"Xia-he-ran!!!"

He hugged the boy who stood in front of him and yelled heart-piercingly.

The roar merged into the belated sound of sirens.

"Dang" sounded.

The man who rushed over last, who had been kicked to the weak point by Jian Ze'an for a long time and failed to join the battle group, but ran at the end with a wooden stick carrying a bucket of swill, dropped the stick in his hand on the ground.

He exchanged glances with the other three big men who surrounded him, then turned and ran towards the entrance of the alley.

Jian Ze'an couldn't care less.

He held the person in his arms who was trembling slightly with his eyes closed, and felt that his arms were also trembling:

"Why? Xia Heran?...Don't scare me?"

His eyes blurred quickly, and everything became hazy through the water vapor.

Jian Ze'an didn't have any extra hands to wipe, so he turned his head and rubbed his shoulder fiercely, then looked at Xia Heran's hanging right arm.

——He was protected by the other party just now, and he could clearly hear that crisp sound coming from there.

And now, that arm hung at an odd angle.

Jian Ze'an felt that the entire chest was filled with crazy flames, and it was nothing more than burning inside.

He wanted to touch it, but he didn't dare to touch it. He wanted to see it, but he felt pain in his heart when he looked at it again.

I could only hold the person in my arms and call his name over and over again. Only after I cried did I feel the salty taste in my mouth. It turned out that tears had flowed all over my face at some point.

"...Student? Classmate? Did you call the police?"

The sound of footsteps and worried cries came from behind.

It's the police.

Jian Ze'an was still holding Xia Heran's body and didn't dare to move. He could only raise his elbow and wipe his eyes in embarrassment: "Call an ambulance! He seems to have fainted!"

Y City People's Hospital.

"Little classmate, let the doctor check it first. You should be injured yourself."

The accompanying policeman looked at the young man's dirty cheeks and a bruise on his cheekbone, and spoke in a gentle voice.

Sitting on the edge of another bed in the ward, Jian Ze'an watched the doctor examine Xia Heran intently, only to realize that his voice had gone completely hoarse when he spoke:

"I'll do it later."

"It's okay, you can go check it out." Xia Heran turned her head, a really ugly smile appeared on her face with bruised cheeks and purple corners of her mouth, "I'm fine."

"It's nothing serious!" Jian Ze'an looked at the other party's arm that was still hanging by his side, feeling a throbbing pain in his heart, and subconsciously yelled at him, thinking that the other party was hurt so badly, he quickly lowered his voice.

——Xia Heran woke up in the police car.

The police were shocked when they saw the miserable appearance of the two teenagers, especially when they saw that Xia Heran was unconscious. Afraid of wasting time, they drove the police car directly to take them to the hospital without calling an ambulance. The hospital also asked someone to track down the person who beat him.

In the police car, Jian Ze'an looked at Xia Heran without daring to blink, and would reach out to test the other's breath every three to five seconds. The whole person was in a state of stress.

The scariest thing he has ever experienced in his life was the time when Xia Heran was blocked by Liu Ziqiang and the others.

But underage gangsters are completely different from this organized and premeditated siege of big men, and the final result is also very different.

Jian Ze'an's mind was blank, he couldn't hear the police's questioning, he only knew to stare at Xia Heran, afraid that something might happen to him if he made a wrong eye.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Xia Heran to wake up moaning.This made the policemen breathe a sigh of relief, and it also made Jian Ze'an's heart that had been tense to the extreme relaxed before, and then burst into tears in an instant in embarrassment.

He didn't want to cry, but couldn't help it.

Before he looked at Xia Heran, he didn't think about anything in his head—or he didn't dare to think about it, but his subconscious mind was still asking himself: "Will he have an accident? What if... what if he hurts not only his arm, but also his arm?" Was he thrown to another place by Mu Gun? What if he… what if… he can’t wake up?”

This terrible assumption was quickly thrown away by him desperately, but the fear lingered in his heart.

Fortunately, Xia Heran woke up.

Although he looked miserable, he finally woke up.

The next step is to go to the hospital for examination.The doctor heard the police say that the two were beaten, and immediately asked them to take a CT scan, for fear that he might have problems such as internal bleeding that could not be seen from the outside.Fortunately not.

Afterwards, the doctor will conduct further examinations on both of them.

Jian Ze'an stubbornly wanted to let Xia Heran do it first, but he just watched from the side.

Listening to the doctor's continuous description of the injury, he pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

Xia Heran smiled at him with a bruised nose and a swollen face: "It's really all right, there is no big problem if there is no internal injury. Go for an examination."

The policeman on the side also advised: "Little classmate, I know you are worried about your friend, but your friend is also worried about you, so go check it out first, and make a record when you come back later."

Only then did Jian Ze'an nod for another doctor to examine.

He was not seriously injured, but there were many injuries and bruises all over his body, but the severity was not very serious.

The doctor quickly finished the examination and prescribed medicine.

Xia Heran over there finally finished the inspection.

There were many bruises on the body, but the most serious one was the fracture of the right arm, which required surgical reduction and plate fixation.

Jian Ze'an heard the doctor speak quickly, his face turned paler and paler, but Xia Heran's expression was quite relaxed: "Okay, I understand, thank you."

He paused: "Can I ask how much it costs?"

"The cost of surgery plus internal fixation consumables is at least [-]. Of course, it depends on what kind of steel plate you choose. The main cost is on the steel plate. If you use it better, it may cost [-]."

Xia Heran frowned.

Jian Ze'an immediately said: "Use the best! I will pay for it."

"What are you talking about? How can I let you come."

"You blocked that blow for me." Jian Ze'an recalled the scene at that time with lingering fear, "I'm out!"

"If you hadn't come to help me, I wouldn't have been involved in any danger." Xia Heran shook his head, "I should."

"Should be a fart!" Jian Ze'an exploded with swearing when he was excited, "Don't argue with me about this matter if you are a friend. Do you want me to feel guilty all the time?"

The anxiety and worry he had just had not completely passed away, his eyes were stained with water when he got excited, and he almost looked at Xia Heran viciously, as if he could pounce on him and bite him at any time.

Xia Heran looked at him, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, so he could only acquiesce.

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