Jane Sanshao's love story

The man's lips were pursed into a line, and the air pressure around his body dropped to zero. After a long silence, he squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

"Get out! Get out of the house immediately, otherwise, I don't rule out selling you into the night right now!"

Jian Qiubai's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He knew that Yuan Chengyi always kept his word.

Therefore, he dared not go against his word.

The boy gritted his teeth, turned around and walked back in a vain footstep.

There was pain everywhere, I straightened my body a little bit, and my breathing was throbbing.

However, even so, he still straightened his back.

In front of this group of people, he didn't want to give in.

Looking at Jian Qiubai's back with a bald head, he clicked his tongue twice and said, "Look at that slender waist, it's really itchy. If this is sold.... Ah!."

The invisible fist hit the bald face with the speed of the wind.

"It's itchy, right?" Yuan Chengyi sneered, clenched his fist and punched it again, grinding his teeth and said, "If it's itchy, I'll cure it for you."

The bald man let out a scream, and the sharp pain in his jaw caused him to fall backwards quickly.

Yuan Chengyi pursed his lips tightly, turned around, raised his long legs and kicked him in the chest without saying a word, completely knocking the bald head to the ground.

The few people around were stunned on the spot, the change happened too quickly, just now the two were chatting and laughing happily, and the man fought violently during the conversation, no one could react.

After Yuan Chengyi kicked him several times, the bald man screamed and cursed at the people next to him, "What the hell are you still doing? Help me!"

At this time, the younger brothers came to their senses and surrounded them, wanting to protect their boss,

Yuan Chengyi swept his long legs, and knocked several people around him to the ground two or three times.

When he was a bodyguard, he received strict training, including grappling and fighting, boxing and swordsmanship, and he was proficient in everything.

Not to mention these three or four reckless men, even if he met more than a dozen people, he was confident that he would take them down.

Those little brothers were thrown to the ground, and they wanted to continue to fight, but when they saw Yuan Chengyi's extremely cold eyes, they were so frozen that they didn't dare to move.

Yuan Chengyi walked up to the bald head, raised his foot, and rubbed his face fiercely, saying, "Do you still feel itchy? Why is it itchy? I'll treat it for you."

The bald head twisted his face and exclaimed in pain, "It's not itchy anymore!"

"By the way, you just said it was itchy, right?"

Yuan Chengyi smiled and moved his foot to his chest, kicking him hard.

With his bald head kicked and his face flushed, he gasped and coughed violently.

Yuan Chengyi lowered his body slightly, kicked his face with his leather shoes and asked, "Where did you hit him? Face? Shoulder? Leg?"

The bald man stared wide-eyed in horror, begging for mercy, pointing to the side and shouting, "It wasn't me who beat him, it was them, it was them...they whipped him with a stick! Cough cough cough!"

Hearing the word "puff", Yuan Chengyi's eyes flashed with sternness, he scolded harshly, and ruthlessly rubbed the bald face with the sole of his leather shoes, cursing, "What are you, how dare you touch him?" !"

The bald head bared his teeth and cried out in pain, "Big brother, big brother... I... I was wrong. It's because I don't know Mount Tai with dog eyes, and I underestimated brother Qiubai."

With a "bang", Yuan Chengyi kicked him in the face again, grinding his teeth and saying, "Just your mouth is worthy of calling him by his name?!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The bald head cried out in pain, covering his face, "I, I shouldn't have hit Master Jian!"

Yuan Chengyi withdrew his feet, knelt down and stared at him and asked, "How much does Jian Qiubai owe you?"

The bald man said bitterly with blood on his face, "No, no! I don't owe a penny! I don't want any money owed, and I have the right to honor Young Master Jian."

Yuan Chengyi interrupted him impatiently, "I'm asking you how much he owes you, what the hell are you talking about with me? Just tell me the truth!"

The bald man frowned and pursed his mouth, "One... more than a million..."

Yuan Chengyi raised his eyebrows, "More than 100 million? When he lent you the money, did he say what he would use it for?"

The bald man grinned and grinned, "Master Jian, Master Jian said that he was short of money, and we were eager to borrow the money, so we didn't ask much."

Yuan Chengyi's eyes flickered slightly, "When did you borrow it?"

"a year ago."

"Haven't paid it off yet?"

"Ah."

Yuan Chengyi stood up, took out a bank card from his coat pocket and threw it on the ground, saying, "There are at least 200 million in it, which is cheap for you bastards. From now on, I will cover Jian Qiubai. If I hear If you move him, I'll kill you directly."

With the bald head pinching the bank card, a huge surprise flashed in his eyes, and he nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, brother, we will go far away in the future."

After finishing speaking, the bald head scrambled to stand up, bowed unsteadily and turned back.

Those little minions who were lying on the ground also got up, supported their waists, and helped each other away with grinning teeth.

Yuan Chengyi dusted off the dust on his body, and walked towards the corner where Jian Qiubai left.

Jian Qiubai did not enter the house.

His dusty and blood-stained face, if Jiang Fengli saw it, might scare her into something. She is not in good health and can no longer stimulate her.

So, he sat on the steps into the residential building.

Like a wounded little animal, he buried his face in his knees and sat down.

There are too many wounds on the body.

It seems that one of the ribs is broken, otherwise, the pain and tightness of the body won't happen as soon as I catch my breath.

There seems to be a wound on the shoulder, it may be bleeding, and it feels sticky.

He knew that the most important thing now was to bandage the wound, but he didn't want to move.

Really feeling so tired.

This strong feeling is really exhausting.

Jian Qiubai thought dizzily, could it be that Yuan Chengyi was the last straw that overwhelmed him?

In fact, he never felt so uncomfortable before, even if he knew that Jiang Fengli was ill, he had never been so depressed.

I always feel that there is still hope in life, as long as there is one person who still needs him to watch over, he is willing to live well.

But now.....

He began to doubt the meaning of life.