Seeing that Zhai Yu was running farther and farther away, and had already entered the border of the railway area, these hooligans angrily pointed the finger at Zhao Jianling.

"MD, stinky girl!

The leader of the hooligan slapped the sword spirit and knocked her to the ground.

The sword spirit fell heavily to the ground, his long flaxen-colored hair flying in the wind, and the scarf around his neck also fell to the side, revealing his slender and white neck.

She wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, stared at the stubborn eyes in the cold wind, and glared angrily at the group.

"Yo, isn't this one of the three flowers of the railway community?"

These people came over with bad intentions.

Zhao Jianling is also a well-known beauty, although these hooligans can't call her name, they also know her.

In the past, of course, they didn't dare to do anything, but at this moment, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and they have drunk a lot of wine.

Zhao Jianling sat back and looked at these squinting eyes, she shouted in horror:

"Don't come here!

Before she could finish speaking, a rascal pounced on her and grabbed her ankle.

The sword spirit howled, struggled, resisted.

Lin Zhenyang heard the cry and rushed over like crazy.

Although he did the bastard thing, his conscience was not extinguished, and he knew that these beasts were going to take Zhai Yu away, so he still chased after him.

Seeing that they were about to insult the sword spirit, he played with his life and fought with them.

But they were outnumbered and soon beaten to death.

……

Zhai Yu ran desperately, slipped under his feet, and fell into the drainage ditch next to the road.

The ditch was quite deep, and a solid layer of ice was frozen inside.

This fell so much that Zhai Yu almost fainted.

She wept and gritted her teeth to climb up, not listening to her hands or feet.

Now there is only one belief, that is, we must climb up, and we must find someone to save the sword spirit.

Zhai Yu didn't know how hard it was, and climbed up from the drainage ditch in embarrassment, covered in mud, like a female ghost in the howling cold wind.

I don't think it's a long way on weekdays, but now I can't go any way.

When I finally walked to the main road, I finally saw the lights of the community in the distance, and finally saw a car passing by.

Zhai Yu didn't care about anything, stopped in front of the car, and then fell to the ground.

Tang Yuan was driving and was about to enter the community, when he suddenly saw a black shadow stumbling in front of him, and hurriedly braked.

Seeing Tang Yuan, Zhai Yu cried loudly:

"Mr. Tang, help! save the sword spirit, help!"

Tang Yuan immediately knew that something was wrong, and then turned the head of the car in the direction of Xiao Yu's finger and drove towards the side road.

Zhai Yu insisted on getting up and ran to the dormitory to ask no one to mention it.

At this moment, Zhao Jianling had been beaten to an inhuman appearance, almost unconscious.

These people didn't know how to pity Xiangxiang at all, they brutally beat the sword spirit, and then tore her clothes.

Just when the sword spirit thought it was all over, two headlights flickered behind him.

When Tang Yuan saw such a scene, he couldn't help but be furious, and he drove the car into the crowd.

When those gangsters saw this jiashi, they let go of their sword spirits and dodged to the sides.

Tang Yuan parked the car beside the sword spirit, opened the car door, and bent down to pick her up.

When Zhao Jianling saw Tang Yuan, he began to cry out loud, and then fainted.

Seeing the sword spirit like this, Tang Yuan's eyes turned red.

He knew a few sisters who were willing. But where can the current sword spirit still see the appearance of the past.

The down jacket and sweater on her body were all broken, and there were white feathers everywhere, and her breasts were half-exposed, all bloody. The pants were also pulled off in half, revealing snow-white thighs, which was very dazzling.

It's like a swan with its wings torn apart, those feathers are stained with blood, and they are scattered by the wind, like snow, so miserable that people can't bear to look at it anymore.

Fortunately, this is winter, and the clothes are thick, and these people have not succeeded, otherwise what will the future of this girl do!

These gangsters saw that Tang Yuan was alone, and wanted to rely on the strength of the crowd to surround him.

Tang Yuan suppressed his anger and said coldly while holding the sword spirit:

"Keep your dog's eyes wide open and take a good look at who I am! If any of you dare to touch my finger, I will let your family die!"

These hooligans were suppressed by Tang Yuan, in the past, if others dared to provoke like this, they would definitely rush up, and the other party who hit them couldn't take care of themselves.

But at this moment, none of them dared to move, they could feel the murderous aura on Tang Yuan's body.

A hooligan recognized Tang Yuan, trembled in fright, and hurriedly beckoned everyone to turn around and flee.

****

After listening to Zhong Yuan's narration, Xiang Xiaoyuan was already crying.

I didn't expect so many things to happen in just two days.

These hooligans really want to kill them alive.

"The sword spirit is okay, she is very arrogant, this matter can still pass. Now everyone is most worried about Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu is now a little in a trance and has been blaming herself. The sword spirit didn't dare to be discharged from the hospital, because she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to stand it. ”

Xiao Yuan wiped her tears and asked with sobs:

"What should I do? Do you just let those bastards go?"

Zhong Yuan shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet." Okay, the sword spirit is just a skin injury, it's okay, don't cry!"

In fact, the most seriously injured was Lin Zhenyang, with two broken ribs.

Although he is self-inflicted, but fortunately, Zuihou is still like a man at the moment, a little responsible.

Those hooligans are simply not people.

After Xiao Yuan finished crying, his heart brightened a little, thinking that the sword spirit had only been beaten and had not been insulted, which could be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

She remembered herself who was kidnapped by Lou Jie a few days ago, but fortunately Cheng Hao arrived in time, or she didn't know what to do!

The unfortunate thing of weishenme is all rushed together? The beginning of 2003 was unfavorable, and it will end like this at the end.

Xiang Xiaoyuan and Zhong Yuan returned to the dormitory, and when they saw them, Xiao Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, you two are back! Go and persuade Zhai Yu! She has to make trouble to settle accounts with Han Xu!"

The two hurried upstairs.

Zhai Yu's leg fell not lightly, she stumbled when she walked, she was now bent on settling accounts with Han Xu, and the whole person was like crazy.

"Xiaoyu, is it useful for you to find him? If he doesn't admit it, do you have a way?"

Although she has a fiery temper, she is very clear-headed.

Han Xu is not a participant after all, and he can't prove that he is the mastermind, even if everyone is angry, there is no way.

Several people surrounded and persuaded that someone must follow her now, and everyone was afraid that something would happen to her again.

Zhong Yuan grabbed Zhai Yu and said coldly: "Xiaoyu, what are you looking for him?

Zhai Yu was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses.

"I'll kill him!"

Xiang Xiaoyuan hugged her in his arms: "Xiaoyu, I know, you are blaming yourself, you can't get over that hurdle in your heart! But the sword spirit is desperate to save you, don't you just hope that you can be safe? If you have a good one again, will the sword spirit's injury be in vain soon? For the sake of the sword spirit, you can't do stupid things!"

Zhai Yu was hit by Xiao Yuan's heart, and cried "wow".

The girls cried for a while, and then they stopped.