The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

"It'll be all right."

"Ah."

The two of them looked at each other, Lan Qing's eyes, and Lan Qing's appearance already made He Jiao feel safe.

"Hey! Are you two thinking we don't exist?" cried the little hooligan.

"In my eyes, you are worse than shit." When Lan Qing said this, he was also cold and indifferent. He bent down and picked up the switchblade on the ground.

"Don't do such a thing!" He anxiously shouted, afraid that he would really stab himself.

He played with the switchblade in his hand, then raised it up, as if he was about to stab himself in the chest, but when everyone was terrified, he turned his wrist, and the switchblade was straight It flew towards the chest of the man holding He Jiao's leg.

The speed was so fast that none of them could react at that moment.

At that moment, they heard their own screams.

"what!"

When I looked back, the man had already fallen to the side, with a switchblade stuck in his left chest. The blade of the switchblade was 10 centimeters long, and the blade seemed to be completely inserted into the man's body.

"Ah!" The man screamed, covering his wound in a panic, but it hurt even more when he touched it.

He Jiao retracted his legs, and he immediately got up to stay away from this man.

When Lan Qing flew towards them, he jumped up and kicked the little hooligan closest to He Jiao.

The little hooligans all became irritable.

"Kill him!"

As soon as He Jiao landed on one leg, he turned around and kicked the little rascal next to him sideways.

After kicking the two away, he immediately came to He Jiao's side and pulled him up.

"Can you stand?"

"Okay, the effects of the medicine should be over soon." He Jiao nodded.

At this time, those little hooligans found a lot of things that could be used as weapons, such as sticks and stones, and threw them all at them.

Lan Qing quickly dodges with He Jiao in his arms, and if he really can't dodge, he uses his body to block it.

Lan Qing brought He Jiao to the wall and made him lean against the wall. He took off his coat and covered him, picked up a wooden stick on the ground, and rushed towards the little rascals who rushed over. .

He Jiao put on the jacket and buttoned it up, but fortunately, Lan Qing was taller than him, and the clothes were too long for him.

It can be directly covered under the buttocks.

The effect of the medicine on his body is gradually weakening, and he feels that his limbs are beginning to gain strength. He made friends with Lan Qing, holding a wooden stick and fighting with seven or eight people. More professional.

Some people wanted to run over to attack him, but before they could get there, they were dragged back by Lan Qing and beat him up.

He Jiao saw a man standing next to him, and he kept observing. He Jiao noticed that he was still holding a needle in his hand. Is this guy just for giving people needles?

He Jiao pinched his thigh hard, and he felt that his strength and perception had returned.

Even if it's still a little soft, it doesn't matter anymore.

He moved slowly, and when he got close to the man holding the needle, he rushed over and grabbed his hand, snatching the needle from his hand.

The man was frightened, screaming loudly, he raised his fist to hit He Jiao, but He Jiao raised his foot and kicked hard on his belly.

The man fell to the ground, and He Jiao went up and gave him an injection. This is called a tooth for a tooth and blood for blood!

He Jiao touched his pockets and took out many bottles of medicine the size of a thumb, as well as a few needles.

After he filled all the needles with potion, he joined Lan Qing's battle.

"Are you all right?"

"The medicine is over." He Jiao raised the needle in his hand, how they made him lie on the ground, how he will make them lie on the ground!

"Be careful." Lan Qing told him while beating someone.

Those who were beaten down by Lan Qing were given injections by He Jiao.

It didn't take long for those people to lie limp on the ground one by one, and He Jiao didn't dare to give them too much, fearing that too much medicine would kill them later.

At this time, a police siren sounded from a distance, "Did you call the police?" He Jiao asked.

"Ah."

"Aren't you afraid of them tearing up tickets?"

"I bet they wouldn't dare."

"All right……"

Those little hooligans were beaten so badly that they lay on the ground motionless.

He Jiao walked towards the man who stripped his clothes and pants. There was still a switchblade stuck in his chest, and he was bleeding profusely. He covered himself with his clothes, and when he saw him coming, he hurriedly begged for mercy: "I was wrong. I was wrong... I will never dare again... Your lord has a lot... I am already like this, please let me go, let me go..."

"Do you really think that everyone can realize their mistakes and make a big difference?"

After He Jiao finished speaking, he looked back at Lan Qing, "Is this how the sentence is used?"

"It doesn't seem right." Lan Qing said.

"Okay...then pretend I didn't say it..." He Jiao turned back to look at the man, looked at his pale face, and asked, "Did Lin Muyun ask you to deal with me?"

"Yes...he has a very good relationship with my elder brother...he told my elder brother that my elder brother asked us to do this...it's none of my business, I have no grudge against you, I also took some money , just help people do things.”

Lan Qing came over and pulled He Jiao to his side. At this time, the police car had already arrived outside, "Stop talking nonsense with these people, let's go, let them talk to the police."

Lan Qing picked up his trousers and told him to put them on quickly, otherwise it wouldn't look good with two big white legs.

He Jiao hurriedly put on his trousers, but the trousers had been cut twice and there was no way to tie them up again.

His waist is too thin, and the trouser legs would fit loose at the top.

He could only tuck the clothes in to increase his waistline a little, and the trousers barely fit on his waist.

This is a large group of policemen rushing in and seeing the mess in this place.

"Who is He Jiao?"

"Me." He Jiao yelled, pointing at those people on the ground, "They kidnapped me and beat me, but I beat me to the ground. There is an injured person here. I injured him in self-defense."

"No, I hurt this man, because he threatened my companion with a knife, so I did it." Lan Qing said immediately.

"We'll talk about this later, student He Jiao, are you injured? The ambulance is here, and you follow the ambulance to the hospital for an examination."

A policeman came over and looked at him for a while, seeing that the man didn't seem to be injured, he patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's not bad, it's quite capable of beating, there are so many people, just you two nailed it?"

He Jiao smiled and said, "If they hadn't conspired against me and stabbed me with needles, any more would not be my opponent."

"They gave you injections? Hurry up and go to the hospital for an examination!"

The police uncle patted him on the back, pushed him towards the exit, and greeted the two police officers not far away, "Hurry up and take them to the hospital for a medical examination!"