Jiang Shiyu stood on tiptoe and jumped twice but still couldn't reach it. She stamped her feet in anger and was about to call the clerk to help her get it. At this time, a white hand reached out, took the bottle of drink, and gently held it in her hand. A pleasant voice sounded above Jiang Shiyu's head:

"You want this?"

"Ah... yes, thank you."

Jiang Shiyu raised her head and was shocked by the other party's appearance. What caught Jiang Shiyu's eyes was a white and clean face of a boy with sword eyebrows and star eyes. Although he was wearing sunglasses, he couldn't see his full appearance clearly.

But it hit Jiang Shiyu's soft heart hard.

This face... looks like Luo Chen!

"What are you thanking me for?"

The boy frowned slightly, unscrewed the bottle of drink, raised his head and took a sip: "I want to drink it, I won't give it to you."

"You!"

Jiang Shiyu's eyebrows twisted in anger.

The boy looked her up and down, his eyes full of incomprehension. He walked to the cashier, paid the bill, and walked out of the convenience store with another man who looked sinister. Before leaving, he left a sentence: "It's inexplicable."

"What's going on?"

"It's okay. A girl wanted to grab my drink. But she looks familiar. Who is she?"

"Puff, who else can grab food from your mouth? Can you spare her?"

"Hey, don't make me sound like a bully."

"You are, well, a bully in Ningcheng?"

"Pfft."

Jiang Shiyu blinked her big eyes, as if she couldn't react.

This is the first time I've met such an unromantic boy. The other party is definitely not Luo Chen.

Jiang Shiyu was so angry that her mouth was crooked. Is there still such an ungentlemanly person now? !

Jiang Shiyu thought about it, but she was still angry, so she rushed out of the store, "Hey, come back, who stole whose drink?!"

Before Jiang Shiyu finished speaking, she felt something cold on her neck, horizontally, hitting her neck.

"Miss Jiang, please don't resist."

A smiling middle-aged man said with a smile.

His tone was gentle enough, and the blade in his hand was sharp enough, and he tightened it on Jiang Shiyu's neck.

"Gululu——"

Jiang Shiyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his voice was a little hoarse unconsciously, "Who are you? Which store are you from?"

Jiang Shiyu's mood at this time was very complicated.

Originally, after experiencing the dream world, Jiang Shiyu had decided to change his personality.

The strange behavior along the way was the result of Jiang Shiyu's efforts to change himself.

Jiang Shiyu was also very happy.

But he didn't expect that he had obviously changed, why these people still refused to let him go?

"About this... Miss Jiang, please don't say anything. Let's talk after you finish reading."

The middle-aged man motioned Jiang Shiyu to look forward. Jiang Shiyu raised her beautiful eyes, and in just a moment, her pupils widened.

Uncle Fu, who was invincible in her heart, was surrounded by several people and seemed to be a little alone.

For many years, no one could force Uncle Fu to this point. It had been so long that even Jiang Shiyu had forgotten.

"Who are you?!"

Jiang Fu raised his hand to repel one person and shouted angrily.

Just as Jiang Shiyu entered the convenience store, Jiang Fu, who was leaning against the car door, felt someone patting his shoulder. As soon as he turned around, the other party's fist rushed straight to his face. He wore thick brass knuckles on his fingers, and there were barbs on them. If he was hit, the consequences would be disastrous.

It was a killing move right at the beginning!

Jiang Fu was a veteran of many battles, and was a master of dark energy who was about to enter the realm of perfection. After he raised his hand to dissolve it, four or five people came out from nowhere. They were all very skilled. They didn't say a word, but just kept their heads down and attacked. Every move was a killing move. In this way, Jiang Fu fell into a hard fight.

Every one of them was a warrior!

The worst one was also a master of bright energy.

When did Yan Province have so many masters?

"Bang——"

A young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses raised his hand and hit Jiang Fu on the back of his head.

"You!"

Jiang Fu's body shook, and his angry eyes were full of unwillingness. He was old, so old that he was a little fuzzy after just a hit on the back of his head. Jiang Fu collapsed on the ground, his turbid old eyes tried to open, watching the young man slowly walk towards Jiang Shiyu, but Jiang Fu couldn't even lift a finger.

"Miss..."

Jiang Fu closed his eyes weakly and fell into a coma.

"The leaf that hangs down from the sky?"

The young man showed a mocking smile and retracted his hand, "Nothing more."

"Uncle Fu! Who are you?! Who are you all?!"

Jiang Shiyu cried. The god of war in her heart was old after all. The hero was old and could no longer protect her from the wind and rain.

"To be honest with you, Miss Jiang, my last name is Chen, and my single word is Shuang."

Chen Shuang smiled and raised his hand to pick up the mirror that had slipped a little.frame, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "Please forgive me, I have offended someone, and the other party wants your life. However, please rest assured, Miss Jiang, we will definitely bury you in a good place."

Chen Shuang raised his palm, and a butterfly blade emerged, gently close to Jiang Shiyu's delicate face, "My hand is very fast, Miss Jiang will not feel any pain, please don't be nervous, Miss Jiang."

"No!"

Jiang Shiyu was clamped, and she couldn't even move. She could only watch the blade getting closer and closer to her cheek.

"No..."

Jiang Shiyu closed her eyes in despair, and two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.

Why?

Why did she have to encounter such a thing when she had clearly decided to live a good life?

Luo Chen... She hasn't seen Luo Chen yet.

A surge of excitement surged in the depths of Chen Shuang's eyes. This feeling of being able to torture the daughter of the Jiang family at will, but the other party can't do anything, is really great.

Chen Shuang smiled evilly, raised his wrist, and was about to slash.

"So many people bullying a girl, it's really more shameless than wolf teeth."

A voice came, and Chen Shuang instantly put away the butterfly blade and stabbed towards the place where the voice came from.

This was Chen Shuang's subconscious, and it was also the main reason why he could stand beside Jiang Zetian - decisive and ruthless.

"Tsk."

The man picked up a baseball bat and hit Chen Shuang's wrist hard. The other party felt pain and threw away the butterfly blade. The man was unforgiving and hit Chen Shuang's head with a stick, hitting the other party's nose and face swollen, and even his glasses were broken.

The scene on the field was instantly exchanged. The middle-aged man who clamped Jiang Shiyu was grabbed by the neck by another man before he could react. He was hit back hard, and the force was so great that the ground shook.

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and fainted.

Jiang Shiyu managed to escape and raised her head, tears still lingering on her cheeks, looking even more charming, "Who are you...?"

Too many things happened today, too suddenly, Jiang Shiyu was already a little overwhelmed.

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