It's one thing to think about it, it's another thing to hear it with your own ears.

Wan Chu'er didn't expect that seeing Jiang Kechu being kicked would be so uncomfortable.

Her heart seemed to be blocked by a big rock, and she couldn't breathe, she really wanted to vent, but she was tired of not knowing how to vent.

It's twelve o'clock in the morning, the bus is long gone, and the taxi can't be seen for a long time, Wan Chu'er slowly walks home like a ghost.

She couldn't help but wonder if Jiang Kechu was also very uncomfortable now.

She could see that Jiang Kechu cared about Wei Feng, otherwise she would not have listened to Wei Feng's accusations, and she would not have tried to redeem it, although the redemption failed.

Even Chen Xiran's sudden appearance gave Jiang Kechu a hard blow, and when Jiang Kechu came out of that office, she saw his steps heavy and hurried.

That's a sign of his sadness.

I don't know how Jiang Kechu will tell his family, I'm afraid he will understate it and take all the responsibility on himself, he is always so responsible, and he once carried a lot of pots for her.

Now that she has witnessed Jiang Kechu taking the blame for another woman, this feeling is a little uncomfortable.

Wan Chu'er thought wildly, not paying the slightest attention to her surroundings, until her path was blocked by three yellow-haired thugs who were in a flow of anger.

"Go away!"

Wan Chu'er didn't raise her head, and said coldly.

"Hahaha, this chick let's go away. One of them, Yellow Hair, laughed as if he had heard some nice joke.

The hooligan with an iron chain around his neck in the middle smiled and said:

"This chick is really good-looking, my brothers love you well tonight. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his claws and touched Wan Chu'er's face.

Wan Chu'er took two steps back, dodged the claw, her eyes flashed, she looked back and forth, and at the same time pricked up her ears to listen.

It's good, it's a remote path, no one, very quiet.

The three hooligans thought that Wan Chu'er wanted to run away or find someone to save her, and they laughed more and more lewdly.

"Beauty, don't worry, there's no one here. ”

"Brother, this girl's skin is white and tender, and it must be cool to touch. ”

"Beauty, you just go with your brothers obediently, your brothers will definitely be gentle, hahahaha......"

"Smack!"

Wan Chu'er threw her backpack to the ground, and there was a noise in the silent night.

The three hooligans were stunned, not knowing what Wan Chu'er meant.

Before they could come to their senses, Wan Chu'er stepped out, she kicked the man in the middle in the chest, and the other party took a few steps back and sat on the ground.

"Damn! dare to hit Lao Tzu, catch her for me. ”

Wan Chu'er twisted her neck, and her blood began to roar excitedly.

Wan Chu'er relied on her ability to do kung fu, and soon fought with these three gangsters.

After Jiang Kechu left the first school, he remembered that his car was still parked in the school's parking lot. He took a deep breath and went back to pick up the car.

It was late at night, and there were fewer and fewer cars and people on the road, but he was still driving aimlessly.

He remembered that four years ago, Wei Feng also confessed to himself in a red dress.

In the past few years, he thought that he and Wei Feng were very good, and the two would work together for a lifetime.

He was very busy at work, and he thought that Wei Feng understood him and was very grateful, so he would always meet Wei Feng's requirements.

He was supposed to have a meeting tonight to discuss the drill plan.

But Wei Feng made a phone call, and he still managed to postpone the meeting to tomorrow. turned out to wait for a breakup.

He's not the kind of person who loves to get entangled, things have come to this point, and he has chosen adult beauty.

But he always felt that he was holding a breath in his heart, which made his whole person more and more gloomy.

Jiang Kechu stopped the car, rummaged through the car, and found half a pack of cigarettes.

The cigarette lit, and he lost the desire to smoke again, so he watched the smoke slowly burn in the dark.

With a keen hearing, he soon heard the sound of a fight coming from a nearby alley.

He wanted to ignore it, but a fierce female voice came.

"Lao Tzu beat you to death!"

His first thought was: How can a girl be so rude and call herself Lao Tzu.

He may be really old, and there is a generation gap between him and today's young girls.

Suddenly, Jiang Kechu threw away the cigarette and jumped out of the car.

That's Wan Chu'er's voice!

Wan Chu'er grabbed a yellow-haired head and pounded it punch after punch, while also dodging the attacks of the other two.

The four of them didn't look very good, and they all hung up their colors.

Wan Chuer's hair was messy, and one eye was blue.

One of the hooligans had a limp leg, the other had a colorful face, and the two nosebleeds were clear.

There was still one left who was dragged by Wan Chu'er's head and couldn't struggle.

"Big sister, please stop, can't we stop fighting?" shouted the lame mouth.

Wan Chu'er glared: "Lao Tzu hasn't been happy yet." ”

With a "whoosh", everyone continued to fight, hitting their fists on their bodies, but Wan Chu'er didn't feel pain, but only felt that the depression in her heart slowly dissipated.

In the midst of this chaos, Jiang Kechu's vigorous figure appeared.

He grabbed his two iron claws, and the two hooligans who were beating around Wan Chu'er were thrown out.

Wan Chu'er looked up and said dumbfoundedly, "Jiang Kechu?"

Taking advantage of this gap, the hooligan in her hand struggled to run, and Wan Chu'er strained her hand, "Don't run." ”

Jiang Kechu was a little speechless at the scene in front of him, Wan Chu'er's hair was messy, her face was also very good-looking, and she was holding an even messier head in her hand.

After a few minutes, Wan Chu'er followed behind Jiang Kechu with a backpack and grinning teeth.

The two walked forward in silence.

Jiang Kechu pressed and pressed, and finally didn't shout out the words of the lesson.

A girl who doesn't come home in the middle of the night and fights with hooligans!

Just thinking about it makes him feel like his chest is going to explode.