The black-bellied old man is completely broken

"Pooh!"

Wang Qian spat a mouthful of bloody saliva on his face, raised his red eyes and cursed: "Trash, get out!"

The yellow hair was sprayed by him in an instant, and he was so angry that he slapped him with a slap, and shouted at his already red and swollen cheeks: "Fuck! I'm so shameless!"

Lan Mao kicked him in the lower abdomen with a fierce look in his eyes: "Boss, why don't you use force, this kid is very stubborn!"

"Ah! Help! Help...!" Wang Qian was kicked in the abdomen, so uncomfortable that he really wanted to die immediately, curled up into a shrimp shape and kept calling for help.

The little bastards ran out of patience, stretched their salty pig hands towards him, and frantically tore the soaked clothes!

Outside the warehouse.

The heavy rain continued.

After Xu Zelun had dinner with his friends, he was sitting in the back of the Maserati, driven by bodyguards, and happened to pass by this warehouse.

Originally closing his eyes to rest his mind, he suddenly moved the tip of his right ear, frowned slightly, opened his handsome eyes, and glanced at the warehouse.

This glance seemed to have discovered something, his pupils shrank, and he ordered coldly to the bodyguard: "Stop!"

Just as the gangsters tore off Wang Qian's coat, they heard a rapid knock on the door, "Is anyone there? Please, open the door!"

It was an iron rolling shutter door, and when it was knocked, it rattled. Wang Qian was secretly happy, and wanted to continue calling for help, but Huang Mao covered his mouth. He motioned to Lan Mao to ask the situation with his eyes.

Lan Mao got up and shouted at the door: "Who is it?"

"Delivering food!" The person outside the door replied.

Blue Hair turned his head and asked the others: "Has any of you ever ordered takeaway?"

The little hedgehog at the end stammered: "Yes, I,... I am called."

Huangmao poked him on the head: "You idiot, order takeaway at this time?"

"...to help...to add to the fun..." Hedgehog felt guilty and dodged his eyes. In fact, he had never ordered takeaway at all, but he was afraid of their evil behavior and couldn't stand it.

"Hahaha, you kid still know how to add to the fun? Okay, you go and open the door!" Huang Mao pushed him.

The hedgehog shrank his neck to pull the shutter door.

Several other people dragged Wang Qian behind a pile of sundries, and tightly covered his mouth.

The hedgehog head quickly opened the door, and the large white light almost blinded his eyes!

The headlights of the Maserati car came directly, and three figures were outlined in the light. Two tall men in black suits were standing tall. One was holding a black umbrella. It doesn't match the abnormally cold pupils.

"...you, you...you..." Hedgehog Tou pretended to be dead and fell to the ground before he finished speaking.

Xu Zelun expressionless, stretched out a slender white hand to the bodyguard next to him, "Gloves."

The bodyguard silently took out a pair of pure white gloves from his pocket.

Xu Zelun put his fingertips on gracefully, and walked slowly towards the depths of the warehouse, covering his mouth and nose while walking: "It stinks, how can there be such a dirty place in the world?"

"Master, are you going to set it on fire?" the bodyguard next to him asked in a low voice.

Xu Zelun shook his head coolly: "No, setting fire is illegal."

The blue hair rushed out first: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Wang Qian recognized Xu Zelun's voice, stretched out his reddened hand from behind the pile of debris, wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound.

Huang Mao dragged his hand back.

But Xu Zelun could see clearly that it was Wang Qian's hand, only his hand was plump with a bit of baby fat, which was in stark contrast to the slender wrist that didn't match.

And because the skeleton is too thin, it will be particularly soft to the touch. He touched it by accident once, and he will never forget it in his life.

Leng pupil shrank, without waiting for the bodyguard's reaction, his figure flickered, Lan Mao felt a blur in front of his eyes, and Xu Zelun dodged behind the pile of debris!

Wang Qian was pressed to the ground by several shirtless men with colored hair. His clothes were torn, and his eyes, which were originally clear as mirrors, were soaked red with tears, like a blood moon falling into a deep pool, and would shatter at the touch of a finger.

His forehead was wrapped in a rag indiscriminately, with blood oozing out, his perverted little mouth tightly covered by a sinful hand, his whole body was congested, frighteningly red like blood, his hair was still dripping with black hair, and he looked very ugly. is miserable.

Xu Zelun's heart was broken.

If no one else reaches out to hold his face.

Huang Mao was the first to come back to his senses, as if he saw an angel descending from the world shining all over his body, he let go of Wang Qian on his own initiative.

Wang Qian still had a little consciousness, and exhaled softly: "Aze, save me..."

Before I could utter the words, my eyelids folded heavily, and I passed out.

Xu Zelun's heart trembled slightly, he wanted to hug him up,

Lan Mao rushed up without fear of death, raised his fist, and cursed: "Who the hell are you? How dare you..."

But before he finished speaking, Xu Zelun didn't even look at him, turned the palm of the pure white glove slightly, and instantly squeezed the powerful fist that rushed towards him.

Just hearing "click!", Lan Mao's metacarpal bone was broken!

"Ah!" Lan Mao screamed in horror, covered his broken hand and rolled to the ground.

Xu Zelun still didn't look at him, picked up Wang Qian who was on the ground, and coldly glanced at the Huangmao and the others who retreated to the corner: "Who still wants to come? Why don't we come together?"

The bodyguard had already come to him, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Master, you are too young, it is wrong to fight."

Xu Zelun frowned, staring at Wang Qian who closed his eyes and pursed his lips aggrievedly, and stretched out the hand that touched the blue hair. The bodyguard took off the pure white glove and put it back in his pocket.

Xu Zelun threw out a sentence lightly: "You solve it, don't attack too lightly, just keep your mouth open and stay alive."

"Yes, sir."

The bodyguard bowed to him respectfully.

The young man hugged the horribly still dripping man, and walked slowly to the door. Another bodyguard opened the black umbrella for him, and walked towards the Maserati.

The rolling shutter door behind him closed slowly, and the screams of pig-killing and the sound of heavy objects falling suddenly came out, together with the sound of thunder, vigorously.

Just when the bodyguard opened the car door and Xu Zelun was protecting Wang Qian's head and was about to get in the car, the red Mercedes rushed out from the rain, with a beautiful drift, sweeping the tail, firmly blocking the Maserati's escape route!