Seeing that Mu Qingyou was still staying by Qi Ziwei's side, Lin Mufan hooked his lips and sneered, and then said to the assistant behind him, "Do it." ”

Before the words fell, I saw that the black-clothed man behind Lin Mufan instantly surrounded Mu Qingyou and Qi Ziwei, those people were violent, and they moved quickly towards Qi Ziwei, Qi Ziwei saw this, his heart chuckled, and he quickly took a few steps back.

"Ziwei." Mu Qingyou called Qi Ziwei's name worriedly, raised his feet and wanted to walk towards him, but was stopped by a strong force.

I saw that Lin Mufan didn't know when he came behind Mu Qingyou, stretched out his big hand and hugged her tightly in his arms, Mu Qingyou struggled desperately, trying to break free from Lin Mufan's arms, but he couldn't get rid of it at all.

"Let go of my ......," Mu Qingyou cried anxiously, worried about Qi Ziwei's safety.

Lin Mufan pressed the back of Mu Qingyou's head behind him, clasped her tightly on his chest, and forcefully stopped Mu Qingyou's action of breaking free.

At that time, the well-trained black-clothed man showed his skills, and his two fists were invincible to his four hands, even though Qi Ziwei's self-defense skills were powerful, under the pressure of five or six people step by step, he was gradually at a disadvantage, his clothes were disheveled, and his originally handsome cheeks were even more miserable.

Mu Qingyou was anxious, opened his mouth and bit Lin Mufan's chest fiercely, Lin Mufan gasped, because of the pain, the strength in his hand was loosened, Mu Qingyou took the opportunity to turn his head from his arms, and when he saw Qi Ziwei, who was powerless to resist and was beaten, Mu Qingyou's eyes were full of tears.

"Ah......h

"Stop...... Stop fighting, stop it...... Lin Mufan, let your people stop, don't fight, don't fight......" Mu Qingyou looked up at Lin Mufan with an expressionless face, and roared: "I'll let you stop, stop it for me......"

The slender little hand slapped Lin Mufan's hard chest resentfully, if he continued to fight like this, Qi Ziwei would be killed by him, when he thought of this, Mu Qingyu's heart panicked, and his eyes were full of anger when he looked at Lin Mufan.

Looking down at Mu Qingyou's tearful face, Lin Mufan was unhappy in his heart, his face elongated gloomily, and he glanced at the people under his hands, only to see that everyone beat them harder, almost to death.

"Lin Mufan, I'll let you stop! Stop them! Don't be in the fight! Ah......h

Qi Ziwei on the side heard Mu Qingyou's mournful cry, reluctantly supported his body, and said to her: "Youyou, I'm fine, don't ask him." ”

Qi Ziwei gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Mufan with tears in his eyes, but he was beaten down on the beach in the next moment, it was very difficult to stand up, curled up, Qi Ziwei looked at the quiet figure, at this moment, he hated that he had no power to resist, and could only let his beloved woman cry for himself.

"Enough, Lin Mufan, let them stop! Stop! Mu Qingyu shouted at him.

As Mu Qingyou's words fell, Lin Mufan looked at him with low eyes, but a soft smile appeared on his face, that smile made Mu Qingyou couldn't help but shudder, and the originally cold body was even colder and shivering under Lin Mufan's smile.

That touch, the cold was frightening, the pores were wide open, and the cold breath seeped into the bones.

Youyou retracted the gaze on Mu Qingyou's body, Lin Mufan grabbed her waist domineeringly, and said fiercely: "Keep fighting, if Qi Ziwei has the ability to get up and shout with Ben Shao today, turn around and break your hands and legs yourself, and get out of Ben Shao's sight." ”

As he spoke, the greater the arc of Lin Mufan's lips, the more ruthless the orders he gave became.

When Mu Qingyou heard this, his face turned white, his anger burned in his heart, he dragged his fist, and Mu Qingyou yelled at Lin Mufan: "Lin Mufan, what do you mean?" Do you have to kill Ziwei? How can you be so despicable, so shameless, what right do you have to do this, stop, let them stop, you let him go, let Ziwei go, Lin Mufan, I let you let him go, I don't allow you to beat him, I don't want to ......"

With the quiet roar, his fist fell on Lin Mufan's chest like rain, and he vented his feelings resentfully.

Listening to the quiet words, Lin Mufan hooked his lips and smiled, and his face became even colder: "Not allowed? Don't speak to me in such a commanding tone? You can try to say a word for him, and every time you say it, I will make him suffer a little more. ”

Raising her eyes, Mu Qingyou stopped the movements of her hands, hung down on her side and tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, her eyes were full of tears, at this moment, she just glared angrily, but she didn't dare to say a word, for fear of annoying the man in front of her and making her beloved man suffer more.

Hatred spread all over his body, and he looked at Lin Mufan straight and quietly, his eyes showed hatred for him, and he couldn't wait to tear him apart.

Lin Mufan's heart ached, because her eyes full of hatred hurt fiercely.

Turning her head, looking at Qi Ziwei who fell on the floor and was unable to withstand the beating, Mu Qingyou stretched out his hands and covered his lips hard, crying suppressedly, tears instantly soaked her face, and her eyes were blurry, she could only vaguely watch Qi Ziwei being beaten without the power to resist, every time the fist fell, Mu Qingyou cried even more, and her body trembled all over again.

Lin Mufan's expression was tense, and his big hand tightly wrapped around Mu Qingyou's waist, the force seemed to strangle her into his body, and every time Mu Qingyou trembled because of crying, it was like a needle, stabbing Lin Mufan's heart fiercely.

The tense look and the bruised arms all showed Lin Mufan's anger that was about to collapse at the moment, and her deep gaze fell on Mu Qing's face, from beginning to end, her eyes were on Qi Ziwei's body, and she never glanced at herself with her spare eyes.

Suddenly, Lin Mufan smiled, unloading the previous cruelty and coldness, leaving only sadness all over his body, and the bitter taste spread directly to the bottom of his heart, enveloping his whole body.

Mu Qing's quiet eyes looked intently at Qi Ziwei who was beaten and collapsed on the floor, looking at the blood on his face, crying in grief, but he didn't see Lin Mufan's sad smile behind him.

"Stop." Astringently spoke, Lin Mufan's voice was hoarse, and his heart was full of grief.

As soon as he gave the order, the black-clothed men who beat Qi Ziwei immediately stopped neatly, and then stood respectfully, Qi Ziwei lay on the floor weakly, covered with sharp pain, and breathed weakly.