The city was silent at midnight, the dim street lamps shone as dimly as oil lamps, and a straight and cold street stretched out between the rows of dark buildings, like the tongue of a giant beast's fangs.

With a heavy footstep, a mild-mannered but lonely-looking young man walked out of the depths of the street.

His name is Wu Feng, and he suffers from a serious incurable disease - beauty phobia!

Beauty phobia, when you see a beautiful woman, you will blush, speak clearly, behave out of control, and even talk nonsense!

Wu Feng's life motto is: I'd rather see the king of Hades than the queen!

Thinking of the tragic experience of the recurrence of beauty syndrome this afternoon, Wu Feng couldn't help but sigh, looking up at the moon in the sky, white, round, and walking through the clouds with a strange aura, his heart was cold.

"Help!"

A shrill cry for help suddenly came from behind him, which frightened Wu Feng and hurriedly turned around to look.

A graceful figure suddenly rushed out from the corner of the street and threw himself into Wu Feng's arms.

The aroma in his arms was compelling, which suddenly made Wu Feng dizzy.

What are you afraid of, what is coming!

Wu Feng's phobia of beauties flares up.

His face was purple, his eyes were dizzy, his hands and feet were getting cold, and his whole body was as hard as a stone, like a pillar and a pestle there.

At this time, Wu Feng finally saw the person in his arms clearly.

A beautiful young woman with black hair and a shawl, and a bumpy figure.

The eyebrows are crooked, the small nose is slightly upturned, the face is like white jade, and the face is like a fairy.

Seeing this face, Wu Feng's mind exploded like thunder.

Because the woman who threw herself into her arms turned out to be the president of the group - Bai Muqing.

This afternoon's troubles happened to Bai Muqing.

In the afternoon, when Wu Feng was about to confidently preach a work plan in public, Bai Muqing unexpectedly arrived.

Wu Feng's beauty syndrome attacked on the spot, he stepped on the air and fell off the podium; when he tried to get up desperately, he got under Bai Muqing's skirt; he tore his skirt and crawled back to the podium, and he pierced the screen again.

At that time, Bai Muqing brushed his sleeves and left, why did he suddenly throw himself into his arms at night?

Just when Wu Feng was puzzled and surprised, Bai Muqing in his arms raised his pretty face, and the fragrance in his mouth was like an orchid: "Help me!"

"Help...... What?" Wu Feng struggled to utter three stumbling words.

"Kiss me!"

"What?"

Before Wu Feng could react, he saw Bai Muqing standing on tiptoe and rubbing forward, and his lips were actually attached to Wu Feng's lips.

Wu Feng was completely stupid, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Help her?

Kiss me!

What is the relationship between the two?

When he was in a daze, Wu Feng suddenly felt a strong sharp pain in his lower lip, as if he had been nailed by the Scorpion King.

Wu Feng struck a stirring spirit and suddenly opened his eyes.

What I saw was still the pure and lovely Bai Muqing in his arms.

What I didn't see was a thin tooth mark on my lips.

On the tooth mark, a drop of black blood was attached, pure without a trace of variegation.

At this moment, I suddenly heard an angry cry in the distance: "It's not good, it's too late!"

With these words, I saw three burly and vicious men rushing out of the darkness.

The middle man had gray hair, a wrinkled face, and a pair of triangular eyes that shot a serpent-like light.

On either side of the gray-haired old man, there was a large man with a strong and vicious face.

Seeing Bai Muqing kissing Wu Feng, the gray-haired old man was furious and shouted, "Kill that man, arrest Bai Muqing for me." ”

The two big men on the left and right agreed, and immediately stepped forward, booming, and with each step, the granite bricks on their feet would be crushed.

Bai Muqing pushed Wu Feng violently, lowered his voice and said, "Hurry up." ”

Although Wu Feng was terrified in his heart, how could he leave Bai Muqing alone.

He didn't retreat, but advanced, stretched out his arms, and blocked Bai Muqing behind him.

Bai Muqing was so anxious that he stomped his feet: "You can't fight them, hurry away with foreign blood!"

When Wu Feng was wondering what the "alien blood" was, the two big men had already rushed closer.

A big man bypassed Wu Feng, grabbed Bai Muqing's arm, and tore her away.

Wu Feng turned his head to save Bai Muqing, but he didn't expect another big man to rush in front of him, and his huge fist smashed at Wu Feng.

With a "boom-" sound, Wu Feng was smashed out like a sandbag, hit the light pole on the side of the road, and fell heavily to the ground.

Lying on the ground, Wu Feng only felt a pain in his chest, but what hurt even more was the lips that Bai Muqing had kissed just now, and the pain was rapidly spreading from his lips to his whole body.

"Wu Feng. ”

Bai Muqing struggled to pounce, but was firmly grasped by the big man and couldn't break free.

Wu Feng struggled to get up, but as soon as his two arms were propped up, he fell weakly again, and the whole person fell to the ground.

The big man rushed over, raised his huge fist, and smashed it towards Wu Feng.

"Boom-"

Every punch fell heavily on Wu Feng, who was like a sandbag, and there was no resistance at all.

The floor tiles around were shattered, and the lamp poles next to them were crumbling.

If this continues, I am afraid that after a few punches, Wu Feng will be beaten to death.

The gray-haired old man looked coldly, his face expressionless, Bai Muqing's hands were clenched tightly in front of his chest, and there was deep worry on his face.

Wu Feng was lying on the ground, and no one saw that the black blood on his lips was squirming wildly, drilling through his lips and seeping into his skin.

In an instant, one of Wu Feng's faces was already covered with black lines.

At this time, a black cloud obscured the white moon, and there was no light.

In that darkness, the black on Wu Feng's face, like a trickle into the sea, converged towards the corner of Wu Feng's right eye.

Gradually, at the corner of the right eye, a complex pattern the size of half a palm was formed.

The lines are dense and clear, just like the delicately drawn tattoos of top tattoo artists.

At this moment, Dahan raised his fist high, gathered all his strength, and smashed it towards the back of Wu Feng's head.

This punch will inevitably make Wu Feng's brain burst and he will die with a whimper.

Bai Muqing exclaimed, covered his eyes and didn't dare to look at it again, the gray-haired old man raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face was still indifferent.

In the darkness, the punch slammed down, only a loud "boom" was heard, and the rubble flew in all directions.

Just when Bai Muqing's heart sank like water, he heard a surprised voice from the big man in his ears.

Bai Muqing hurriedly opened his fingers and looked through the cracks between his fingers.

I saw that Dahan's punch smashed a deep pit on the granite floor, but Wu Feng was nowhere to be seen.

Everyone hurriedly looked up and looked around, only to see a slender figure in the darkness not far away.

At this moment, the clouds spread a slit, and a white moonlight shone on the figure like a spotlight.

Bai Muqing raised his eyebrows and blurted out in a voice: "Wu Feng." ”

That figure was indeed Wu Feng.

Wu Feng stood there with a cold expression, and on the right side of his face, there was a complex and huge black vein.

The black lines started from the corner of Wu Feng's right eye, radiating to his forehead and behind the roots of his ears, looking like a spurting flame.

Under the watery moonlight, Wu Feng, who had black lines on his face, looked like a demon.