What is the experience of counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing that Ye Chi remained silent, the men approached him even more recklessly, their eyes gleaming obscenely, and the words they spoke were even more obscene.

"Sister, it's so lonely here alone, why don't you let my brothers play with you, I guarantee you will want to play again..."

"No, please stay away from me."

The clear male voice was pleasant to the ear, as clean as dew falling from the bamboo leaves in the morning, icy cold.

The hooligans were taken aback for a moment, and at the same time they let out a shocked "Fuck!"

"Boss! He-he-he...he is actually a man!"

"Damn! Deceiving my feelings! What kind of women's clothes are you wearing as a man? Are you insane!"

"Boss, I think he looks more like a pervert!"

The unbearable words fell into his ears, the young man's delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his rose petal-like lips were also pursed, as if suppressing his anger.

But this appearance fell into the eyes of men, but it became a naked temptation.

"You kid... are you trying to seduce me on purpose?" The more Hooligan A thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. Otherwise, why would a big man go out in women's clothing?Isn't it just to attract men's attention?Then he will satisfy the other party!

"Although it's a man, but this face is still very good-looking, it can barely be used..."

As they spoke, several people got closer and closer.

"Please respect yourselves!" The boy blushed with anger, a trace of disgust and panic flashed in his eyes, and subconsciously backed away.

One of the men stepped forward, grabbed the young man's white and slender arm, and pulled him into his arms, "Why are you pretending to be reserved, don't you look like this just to get fucked?"

"Let me go!" The unpleasant smell of sweat and smoke from the man's body was in his nose, and Ye Chi was so sick that he was about to vomit!

He struggled desperately, kicking and beating randomly with his hands and feet, but was quickly restrained by other men, and he was dragged away like this.

There was no one around, and the boy's cry for help was useless, all his resistance was futile, and his eyes were full of despair.

Why hasn't Han Yu come here...

God seemed to hear his heart, a rush of footsteps approached quickly at this time, followed by a muffled sound of a fist hitting the flesh, "Bang!"

Hooligan A who was hugging the boy was instantly knocked down to the ground, and Ye Chi also fell to the ground, and accidentally bumped into a telephone pole, his head suddenly became dizzy.

"How dare you hit me? Are you looking for death!"

The hooligans who reacted were furious, and they all rushed forward to give the visitor a painful lesson, but the opponent was obviously very skilled, and one of them actually beat them several times, beating them to the ground one by one!

When Ye Chihuo came over, what he saw was a man with a sullen face and a ruthless appearance beating hooligans, which was quite different from his usual gentle and elegant image.

In the end, those hooligans who were originally extremely arrogant didn't even have the ability to stand up, and collapsed on the ground like dead fish.

"Are you OK?"

When Ye Chi recovered from the shock, the man had already walked in front of him, bent down and stretched out his hand.

"Song, Mr. Song, why are you here?"

Ye Chi didn't hold his hand, but stood up holding on to the telegraph pole, but his mind suddenly became dizzy, and he staggered a bit.

Song Mingchuan quickly supported him with his eyes and hands, and his voice was always gentle, "I just passed by, are you uncomfortable? I'll take you to the hospital."

Almost instinctively, Ye Chi quickly kept a distance from him, "...I'm fine, thank you, Mr. Song."

Seeing his brave little face and the flash of disappointment in his eyes, Song Mingchuan's eyes were filled with unknown emotions, his eyes were a little dark, and soon returned to normal.

"Just now... Did it scare you?"

"No." Ye Chi shook his head quickly, as if afraid that he would not believe it, "If Mr. Song hadn't saved me, I..."

He didn't continue to say the following words.

Needless to say, Song Mingchuan could probably think of it, and his eyes couldn't help but get a little darker.

If he had been a few minutes late just now, the boy would have been taken away by these disgusting garbage, and one can imagine what nasty things would happen...

Thinking of this, Song Mingchuan didn't know why he was so angry.He just felt that the beating just now was too light, and he even wanted to make up for it again, it would be better if he was half disabled and survived.

But no, the boy seemed to be frightened by him just now.

He can no longer act that viciously.

He should be a gentle and polite friend in the eyes of the other party.

[Song Mingchuan favorability: 40. 】

Ye Chi didn't know what the man was thinking, but at a certain moment, he caught the sinister look in the other's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat, but when he looked carefully, there was only softness left.

It must be an illusion, right?

The young man thought to himself, the man's different appearance just now was probably due to jealousy and too much anger, right?

After all, in Ye Chi's mind, Song Mingchuan was defined as a good person with a gentle temper and a warm-hearted personality.

Song Mingchuan still maintained his good image. After calling the police to ask the police to take the scum away, he asked Ye Chi, "Aren't you going home yet?"

Ye Chi subconsciously bit his lip, "I'm waiting for Brother Yu."

Song Mingchuan's gaze fell on his lips, and he slowly moved away after a few seconds, knowingly asking, "Why hasn't he come here yet?"

"Probably because he's busy..." Mingming also felt a little angry, but Ye Chi subconsciously made excuses for his lover, "He usually works a lot."

Song Mingchuan couldn't help laughing, busy?

Of course he was busy, Han Yu was busy looking at Bai Yueguang's first love, when the real master appeared, who would remember the substitute.

Although he thought so in his heart, on the surface he was still very enthusiastic, "Do you need me to take you home?"

The young man refused without thinking, "No need, brother Yu should come to pick me up soon, I'm afraid I'll be anxious if he doesn't see me then. Mr. Song, thank you for your kindness..."

Even if you can't find anyone, you can still contact me by mobile phone.

Song Mingchuan didn't expose the young man, but just smiled, "It's not safe for you to stand outside alone, why don't you go to the cafe over there and wait, and only come out when you see A Yu coming."

Ye Chi hesitated for a moment, but thinking about the experience just now, he couldn't help feeling a little more shadowy, so he followed the man's suggestion.

After sending him in, Song Mingchuan left.

The young man sat motionless by the window in the cafe, his eyes fixed on the outside, never moving away, with a trace of anticipation hidden in his eyes.

But this expectation gradually cooled down with the passage of time, and turned into a deep sense of loss.

The boy looked like a child in a kindergarten who couldn't wait for an adult to pick him up. He waited alone and foolishly, looking outside as if he was going to cry aggrieved in the next second.