Where can the black-bellied old attack escape?

"Who the fuck are you! (Who are you)"

Seeing Yuan Hao's arrival, those few people did not continue to violently attack the man who was lying on the ground.On the contrary, everyone looked at Yuan Hao with disdain.

In China, Yuan Hao can be regarded as the originator of the ruffian world.Although he is now in the United States, his title of "Ruffian" is common everywhere.

"Yourfather! (Your father)"

Yuan Hao just snorted and threw an uppercut at the bridge of the nose.

The man's nostrils were bleeding immediately, and he collapsed to the ground clutching his nose under the intense pain.

Seeing the momentum, the other people rushed forward, and rained fists rushed towards Yuan Hao's body in an instant.

"Comeon!"

After Yuan Hao smiled contemptuously, the expression on his face was replaced by anger.

With one punch, two punches, and one kick, Yuan Hao used all his strength for each blow. When his fist touched their muscles and bones, Yuan Hao felt an indescribable pleasure. These people They were all regarded as sandbags to vent his anger.

Although the ruffian looked tall and big, and some of them were 190+ characters, but all of them were soft buns. They couldn't stand up because they couldn't stand Yuan Hao's punches, and some of them didn't even stand up. He was so frightened that he turned his head and ran away.

Looking at the beaten hooligans, the Chinese boy who was beaten by the group just curled up silently and looked at the distorted faces of those people.

"are you OK?"

Yuan Hao glanced contemptuously at the ruffian on the ground and walked towards the boy.

The moment Yuan Hao put his hand on the boy's shoulder, he suddenly retracted his shoulder as if he had been shocked by electricity.

"It seems that you are not seriously injured."

The boy didn't speak, just looked at Yuan Hao quietly.

"Why don't you go to the hospital?"

Hearing that he was going to be sent to the hospital, the boy quickly refused.

"No...no need..."

Seeing Yuan Hao's ferocious expression, the hooligans who collapsed on the ground did not dare to continue to fuck on the ground. They all hurried out of the narrow alley, leaving only some vicious eyes.

"Why did they beat you?"

"Robbery...but since I didn't bring any money, I just..."

The pain in his body made the boy's voice weak, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Seeing his weak appearance, Yuan Hao suddenly thought of Si Cheng.If this happened to Si Cheng today, he might curl up into a ball like him...

"Then go to my house first. Can you stand up?"

"it should be OK…"

The boy held on to the wet wall with his right hand, and his fingertips were struggling to get into the crack of the wall, ready to stand up.But just as the upper body was in the air, before the legs could move, they fell to the ground.

It was too late to say it, and Yuan Hao quickly reached out to support his shoulder.

"Let me carry you on my back."

"No...no need..."

Before the boy finished speaking, Yuan Hao picked him up, and after a set of coherent movements, Yuan Hao carried him on his back.

"I can't see that you are quite heavy."

Yuan Hao turned the boy on his back and said.

"What's your name?"

Yuan Hao walked quickly, and the fragrance on his body was also blown into the boy's nostrils by the wind.

"Zhao Ruizhe..."

The weak Zhao Ruizhe whispered in Yuan Hao's ear.

"thanks…"

"How can I say thank you? They are all Chinese men! You should help me!"

Yuan Hao turned his head to look at his back and said to Zhao Ruizhe.

The lights in the alley concealed the wound on Zhao Ruizhe's face, and only when Yuan Hao walked out of the narrow alley did he notice that Zhao Ruizhe's entire face had been covered with a mixture of blood and mud.

"Fuck! I'm scared to death!"

Looking at Zhao Ruizhe's face like a ghost, Yuan Hao was so frightened that he almost let go of Zhao Ruizhe's hand.

"If you don't have money, you will be beaten like this? Next time I see them again, I must give them some color! Chinese men are not so easy to bully!"

Yuan Hao spat and said.

The wound on Zhao Ruizhe's face was still oozing blood, dripping drop after drop onto Yuan Hao's leather jacket.Pedestrians walking their dogs on the road looked at Yuan Hao and the two with strange eyes, and even when they were far away, they did not forget to turn their heads and look at them.

And those giant dogs smacked their lips when they saw Zhao Ruizhe covered in blood, sticking out their long tongues eager to taste the bloody human flesh.

"That's right, give them 'XX'..."

Zhao Ruizhe pressed his mouth on Yuan Hao's shoulder, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

"Damn! You have a strong taste! That thing is not for these little hooligans!"

Yuan Hao raised his voice by an octave.

"Not 'XX', but 'XX'."

Zhao Ruizhe also desperately explained that the two bloody hands were still drawing strokes in the air.

"Haha! Got it, don't talk anymore! Go to my house for a rest later, and I'll fix your wound."

Hearing what Yuan Hao said, Zhao Ruizhe breathed a sigh of relief, and then closed his eyelids that had been beaten into black eyes...

Yuan Hao was driving the car in front, looking at Zhao Ruizhe lying behind through the rearview mirror from time to time.And Zhao Ruizhe has been staring at Yuan Hao in the rearview mirror, and the two of them would meet each other from time to time.

"Go to bed first, we'll be there in a while."

"I'm not sleepy, but my body hurts badly."

Zhao Ruizhe twisted his body gently, with a painful expression on his face.

"Don't move if it hurts!"

Seeing Zhao Ruizhe's distorted expression, Yuan Hao reprimanded loudly.

"Uncomfortable legs!"

Zhao Ruizhe raised his legs lightly and said.

"Yeah? He's quite tempered!"

Yuan Hao looked at Zhao Ruizhe in the rearview mirror and replied.

"But if you have a temper, why didn't you hit him just now?"

Hearing Yuan Hao's mocking tone, Zhao Ruizhe retorted with his black eyes wide open.

"You think I don't want to? If it weren't for the large number of them..."

"Shut up, don't make excuses, just be false, what kind of excuses can you find?"

Yuan Hao interrupted Zhao Ruizhe before he finished speaking.Being choked by Yuan Hao like this, Zhao Ruizhe didn't say anything else but looked at Yuan Hao's face with contempt and the smirk at the corner of his mouth through the mirror.

"Are you studying in America?"

"... "

"Or did your family immigrate to the United States?"

"... "

No matter how Yuan Hao asked, Zhao Ruizhe refused to say a word, his lips were tightly closed.

"fine."

Seeing that Zhao Ruizhe didn't speak, Yuan Hao didn't say anything more, and concentrated on looking at the vehicles passing by on the road ahead, as well as the bustling night scene beside the road...

Si Cheng, who was in China, had sent off his partners in other companies at this time, and was sitting on a chair in the office looking at Qin Yuyan's butterfly-like figure and her shrill voice outside the door.

At the same time, what happened to the same two people was different...

Although Yuan Hao was "refugeing" in the United States, he still ostentatiously bought a villa in New York.Of course he was not afraid that his father would find him, because all of Yuan Sheng's business rivals were gathered in New York.Falling into the enemy's camp in order to find his son was not worth it to Yuan Sheng.

In a villa of more than 400 square meters, only Yuan Hao lives alone, and the family's daily furniture is readily available.Clothes are messy on some furniture, and some furnishings have never been used since they were bought, and a thick layer of dust has fallen on them...

"Your house is really..."

Seeing Yuan Hao's untidy home and that stinky sock hanging on the handle of the stairs, Zhao Ruizhe didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Anyway, I won't live long, and I'll be leaving in a year."

Yuan Hao carried Zhao Ruizhe on his back and walked straight to the sofa full of clothes.

Contrasted with the strange smell from the messy clothes, Yuan Hao was surrounded by a faint fragrance. Such a strong contrast made Zhao Ruizhe strongly suspect that this was Yuan Hao's home.

"You lie down here first, and I'll get the medicine."

After speaking, Yuan Hao got up and went upstairs, leaving Zhao Ruizhe lying on the hill of clothes covered with injuries.

"I rely on!"

When Zhao Ruizhe turned his head, his mouth accidentally touched a white object emitting a foul smell.Because his eyes were too close, he couldn't see what it was. When he pulled away from the object, he realized that it was a smelly sock that had turned yellow.

"Cough cough..."

Before he could catch his breath, Zhao Ruizhe coughed uncontrollably from choking, and the wounds on his body were also stimulated by the violent chest heaving and pain.

"I forgot that our family didn't buy medicine. I'd better wipe your wound and go to the hospital."

Yuan Hao walked over like a lady in a pedicure shop, carrying a basin of hot water and a white towel on his shoulders.

"Cough...can't go to the hospital, can't go to the hospital!"

Zhao Ruizhe coughed and excitedly put together a sentence from his mouth. It could be seen that the hospital was a dangerous place for him.

"What? What's wrong?"

Having been with Si Cheng for a long time, Si Cheng's curiosity has also infected Yuan Hao.

Yuan Hao blinked his sly eyes and looked at the excited Zhao Ruizhe.

"No, no..."

Zhao Ruizhe avoided Yuan Hao's eyes, for fear that he would see something.

After all, Yuan Hao was not deceived, he could have found out that Si Cheng ate jelly in the middle of the night, let alone this kind of pediatric cover-up?

"If you don't say yes, then I won't be able to take you in. You'd better go quickly."

Yuan Hao pretended to be Snow White's stepmother, stood up with arms folded, and looked coldly at Zhao Ruizhe who was curled up in the pile of clothes.

"I don't know you, why should I tell you?"

Zhao Ruizhe still kept the secret tightly and refused to confess to Yuan Hao.

"Alright then, let's go."

If Yuan Hao really wanted to know some secrets, he would give them at any price, even if it meant throwing his sympathy to the ground and stepping on his feet.

With that said, Yuan Hao turned his back and threw the towel on his shoulders on the coffee table.

"Just go."

Zhao Ruizhe said coldly.

The wounds on his body were like vines, pulling Zhao Ruizhe so that he couldn't lift himself up.However, relying on his firm willpower, he sat up with difficulty.

Group fights are not as simple as imagined. After being punched and kicked by seven or eight hooligans or even thrown over the shoulder, no one can have a strong recovery ability like the hero in the TV series. Li's reversal.

Zhao Ruizhe is just an ordinary person, has he already been beaten by such a blow? His body is covered in blood, and it is not bad to be able to sit up while supporting the "clothes mountain".

"Thank you tonight."

Zhao Ruizhe stood up again as if relying on his own tenacious willpower, but his buttocks fell on the clothes again before he was in the air for a long time.

"You're fucking sick, right? If you don't say it, don't say it. Do you need to be so self-abuse?"

Hearing the movement behind him, Yuan Hao hurriedly turned around and walked to Zhao Ruizhe's side, letting him lie flat on the uneven clothes.

"I'm sorry, I made your clothes dirty, and I will compensate you when I have money."

Seeing those clothes stained with his own blood, and the bloody handprints one by one, Zhao Ruizhe said guiltily.

"It's okay, it's all small money. I'm just curious, since you don't want to talk about it, forget it."

Yuan Hao picked up the towel on the coffee table and dipped it in the hot water in the basin, waiting for the towel to absorb the warm liquid.

"thanks…"

Zhao Ruizhe smiled wryly.

"It looks like you should be younger than me, how old are you?"

Yuan Hao said while wiping the blood on Zhao Ruizhe's forehead with a towel.

After the blood dries up, it sticks together with the dust to form a dark red hard object, which is tightly attached to Zhao Ruizhe's skin, so that when these hard objects are wiped off, Zhao Ruizhe will gasp.

"19..."

Hearing the familiar number, Yuan Hao gradually slowed down the frequency of wiping the wound.

"Well... as old as Chengcheng..."

Yuan Hao said in a low voice, the center of the brows also attracted the two curved eyebrows like a black hole.

"Oh."

Zhao Ruizhe didn't have the same curiosity as Yuan Hao, he just replied lightly and stopped talking, quietly enjoying the pleasure of the warm towel passing over the wound.

"Should you be in college?"

"Graduated already."

Zhao Ruizhe replied lightly.

"What? Graduated at 19?"

Yuan Hao stared at Zhao Ruizhe with wide-eyed eyes, because Yuan Hao had never heard of such a genius who graduated at the age of 19, so he was very surprised to see him today.

"I did business law at NYU, skipped a few grades, and graduated."

Seeing Yuan Hao's surprised expression, Zhao Ruizhe explained calmly.

"Or business law?! Damn!"

Yuan Hao said even more frantically.

Yuan Hao's shouts echoed in the empty house, and the horror was no less than the midnight bell at home alone.

"It's nothing surprising, I'm just an ordinary person."

Yuan Hao, who thought he could get into the 985 college without studying, was so ashamed to face this master of learning at this time, he was so embarrassed to take a breath, and the eyes that looked at Zhao Ruizhe were no longer as sharp as before.

"I'm going to buy you medicine..."

Yuan Hao got up and was ready to go out. At this time, it might be the best policy to stay away from a genius.

"no need."

"Shut up! I'm leaving, I'll be back later."

Yuan Hao's arrogance cannot be suppressed by such low self-esteem, his thick voice still blocked Zhao Ruizhe's words.

"Oh!"

The sound of closing the door kept echoing in the huge room, leaving only Zhao Ruizhe, a senior business law student lying on the "clothes mountain" covered in wounds, the blood-stained towel and the blood-stained towel in the basin. The transparent liquid is slowly emitting a fishy hot gas.