The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Han Muye didn't care about the others, and he identified the boss of the group of gangsters. When they rushed forward, he kicked away the first few people who were leading the charge with their teeth and claws, and grabbed their boss by the collar. At the same time, he received several sticks heavily on his back.

He gritted his teeth to hold back the pain, and fought with their boss regardless.The opponent is not a soft persimmon, how can he let him hit, his fist pierced through the air and roared towards Han Muye's face.

Bai Lin was restrained by a tattooed man who was left behind, and he had no choice but to wait on the sidelines.

Han Muye was besieged in a state of embarrassment, only his hands were still holding on to the opponent's collar, no matter how much they punched and kicked, he would not let go.

The two of them just faced each other like this, trapped in the middle covered in sand, no one looked better than the other.

The stick and fists rained down on him, and there was a bloody smell in his mouth. Han Muye was at his wits' end and could only grit his teeth and hold on.

At this moment, a sharp-eyed person saw several policemen approaching.

"A few over there, what are you doing?"

The little bastards who showed off their power just now scattered in all directions, ignoring Han Muye and Bai Lin, and fled in different directions. The police who came to the police reacted quickly and caught up.

Han Muye, who was left on the spot, was covered in injuries at this moment.Bai Lin stomped and ran to his side.

The two remaining policemen came over and helped him up, and the well-trained ones called 120.

Bai Lin sat next to Han Muye with tears in his eyes, and the police opposite him began to ask him about the situation at the scene.Bai Lin told them everything he knew.

Soon the ambulance came.

Han Muye had a lot of bruises on his body. Fortunately, they were all skin injuries, but they looked scary, but they were actually not serious. He could go back after a period of observation in the hospital.

The police asked them about some specific situations, and they didn't make things difficult for them. They only asked Han Muye to go back and recuperate well, and they will be notified later if there is any situation in the case.

Too many things happened today, Bai Lin couldn't care less about looking for the cornucopia, and only had Han Muye in his eyes.

After taking a taxi back home, Bai Lin, who had suppressed his emotions along the way, couldn't hold back any longer, and tears kept falling like broken beads.

"Yes, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If I didn't go out today, I wouldn't hurt you..."

Han Muye couldn't bear to see other people crying, so he subconsciously patted him on the shoulder, trying to comfort him.Don't make this move, but it will involve the injury on your back, hissing in pain.

Seeing his brows tightly frowned because of the pain, Bai Lin felt more and more guilty.If he hadn't listened to the system and casually ran to unfamiliar places, so many things wouldn't have happened.

Thinking of this, his tears flowed even more fiercely, and big ones crackled and fell on the sofa cushion.

Only a mother is good in the world, and a child without a mother is like a grass.I'm just a lonely grass that was abused by my stepfather.

Just as he was immersed in the shadow of his stepdad, a big warm hand stroked the top of his head, gently rubbing his hair.

Han Muye didn't know when he sat in front of him, removed his hands from his hair, turned to his cheeks, gently wiped away his tears with slightly rough fingers.