Chapter 2 Wounds and Spirits Are True Love
Standing at the door, Ye Hui's deep and dark eyes looked the woman up and down.
The pink woolen coat, with light black elastic pants, and the milky white deep V shirt revealing fair skin, Ye Hui couldn't help but take a few more looks.
With a slender figure like a model and a pretty face like a celebrity, it's no wonder that someone risked their lives to tie someone up at the gate of the martial arts school.
", who are you?"
Huang Mao held the wine bottle in his hand and pointed at Ye Hui's nose and asked.
It's really/urine, and the ten brothers are looking at him with fierce eyes, and he still has the heart to look at beautiful women.
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, "So many men bully a woman, don't you feel panicked?" ”
His eyes fell on Song Qiuming, and Ye Hui smiled: "I can't even protect the balls, what kind of love are you talking about?" ”
The anger hidden in his heart was completely angered by Ye Hui, and Song Qiuming's eyes were full of golden flowers, "Kill him for Lao Tzu." ”
Smack-
The wine bottle that knocked off the bottom was no different from a knife, Huang Mao walked towards Ye Hui in three steps and two steps, and the wine bottle in his hand slammed into his head.
Shao Xiaorui glanced at Ye Hui, who was calm and calm, and quickly closed her eyes.
Silly, it's stupid, the wine bottles are smashed on the head and pretending to be cool, where did the two hundred and five come from!
Smack-
A pale yellow bottle of Budweiser blooms on top of Huang Mao's head, and blood flows directly from his head to his face.
Ye Hui showed no mercy to his subordinates, and the black python pattern military boots kicked towards the yellow hair's lower abdomen.
Plop -
Huang Mao's body landed on the coffee table three meters away, and the heavy impact turned the coffee table into glass slag.
The dying yellow hair looked at Ye Hui with an expressionless face in horror, and he didn't even have time to see his movements clearly.
More than a dozen people surrounded Ye Hui in a panic, and no one wanted to be the second yellow hair.
Huang Mao weighs sixty or seventy kilograms no matter how he says it, and he can kick him out more than three meters with one kick, and he feels a cool breeze coming up from his backbone when he thinks about it.
Song Qiuming's face turned green all of a sudden, "Who are you?" Offending me doesn't end well! ”
The corners of his mouth outlined a good-looking arc, and Ye Hui sneered, "I only know that those who offend me will not end well." ”
Walking in front of the woman like no one around, Ye Hui squatted down, untied the hemp rope on her feet, and looked up at her, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you home." ”
Shao Xiaorui?
At this moment, Ye Hui saw that the beautiful woman in front of him was the daughter of the big boss.
A moment late, such a beautiful woman was arched by a pig.
Fortunately, it came in time, Ye Hui muttered in his heart, and couldn't help but take a few more looks.
"Look, untie it for me."
Shao Xiaorui raised her leg and kicked Ye Hui, men are all virtuous, and they thought he was different from other men. Lower body thinking animal.
Walked around behind Shao Xiaorui and untied the rope on her hand, and the blood-red blood marks on her wrists were clearly visible.
Bastard, I don't know at all that I pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!
Helping Shao Xiaorui to stand up, she took a step forward and almost fell.
Holding her chest with his right hand, Ye Hui said in his heart, it's so dangerous.
A face-down fall, not disfiguring but almost.
There was a crispy feeling on his hand, Ye Hui gently pinched it twice, and quickly took his hand away, "I, I didn't mean to-"
Hao's white teeth clenched her lower lip, and Shao Xiaorui's handsome face was like a ripe apple.
Even pinched, isn't it intentional?
In this case, you can only suffer a dumb loss. Shao Xiaorui silently kept it in her heart, and waited until she went out to settle the account.
Song Qiu's bright face turned green for a while, and black for a while.
chased Shao Xiaorui from high school to college, from domestic to foreign, and never even touched his hand. Unexpectedly, Ye Hui didn't mean it, so he touched his chest. , it's not fair!
"Stop, who the hell are you? What does it have to do with her? ”
If you don't reach the heart of the Yellow River, you won't die, and you won't turn back if you don't hit the south wall.
Song Qiuming really couldn't stand it, a young man dressed in miscellaneous clothes, so ambiguous as his goddess. For him, it was a silent injury.
Ye Hui sneered, "I didn't want to leave either." ”
Helped Shao Xiaorui to the sofa behind him, bent down and said, "The next scene will be very bloody, close your eyes." ”
Shao Xiaorui grabbed Ye Hui's arm with one hand, and her clear eyes showed a little worry, "Let's go." ”
Looking down at the white and delicate hand, Ye Hui smiled and said, "Close your eyes, be good." ”
Shao Xiaorui's heart was pounding, and no man had ever said such thoughtful words to her.
With a magnetic voice, she could no longer refuse. I slowly closed my eyes, but my heart was like a wave on the shoreline, and I couldn't calm down.
Song Qiuming was a little flustered, and involuntarily moved his body back.
Glancing at Huang Mao, who had stopped breathing, cold sweat couldn't help but break out in his palms.
"Who just said that offending him is no good end?"
The sword-like eyes hit Song Qiuming's face, and Ye Hui's indifferent voice sounded.
Song Qiuming gasped, and his legs trembled a little.
"I don't care who you are, offending me is tantamount to offending the Song family, get rid of that woman quickly!"
Shao Xiaorui opened her eyes, reached out and grabbed Ye Hui's hand, looking at him almost with a pleading look, "Let's go—"
annoying the Song family is equivalent to receiving a death notice.
With the tide in his palm, Ye Hui subconsciously glanced at Shao Xiaorui. It's just a dozen gangsters, and they actually have cold sweat on their hands.
The Song family, like the princes and nobles in ancient times, was a symbol of power.
Seeing the nervous Shao Xiaorui, Song Qiu was crooked, what if he could fight? Can one person fight against the entire Song family? !
Shao Xiaorui, even if the king of heaven comes today, he can't save you.
Song Qiuming simply sat on the sofa and crossed Erlang's legs, "You stay with me and let the little white face next to you get out." Otherwise, if something happens to the Shao family in Yanjing, don't blame me for not reminding you. ”
Woe to his family, wife and children.
Shao Xiaorui's face pulled, and Qianqianyu pointed at Song Qiuming's nose, "Don't go too far!" ”
Shameless to this extent, Ye Hui couldn't stand it at all.
casually picked up the Budweiser beer next to him and threw it over.
Smack-
The beer hit Song Qiuming's head, and the wine and blood mixed together, flowing from the top of his head to his face and mouth.
Song Qiuming covered his bleeding brows, "Quick, kill him!" ”
More than a dozen people swarmed up and quickly mingled.
Ye Hui would not be soft-hearted, and the sound of broken bones in the crowd sounded frequently.
Fortunately, I arrived in time today, otherwise.
Not daring to think about what the consequences would be if he arrived late or didn't arrive, Ye Hui's fist kept exhaling, venting the anger accumulated in his heart.
If that person is not Shao Xiaorui, at most he will save people and leave. But since it is a person who has a relationship with him, he must let these people remember it for a long time.
For two minutes, more than a dozen people lay on the ground, moaning in pain.
Song Qiuming's face turned pale and pale, "You-don't mess around-"
After opening the bottle of vodka, Ye Hui walked over, "I heard that the person who offended you will not end well?" ”
Goo-dong -
"Ahh
A bottle of vodka was poured over his head, and Song Qiuming's cry was even more miserable.
Bloody wounds and spirits are true love.