In a city, there are many bars, all kinds of grades and prices, but there are also differences between bars and bars.

Like the bar street in Sanlitun, the people there are often white-collar workers who are well-dressed during the day and go to vent their emotions at night, so it is called paradise, but the bar here is a three-way street, all kinds of people have it, and they have lived here for more than half a month, and in the middle of the night, they can always hear the sound of scolding, the collision of knives and sticks, and occasionally the gasps of men and the moans of women, so this place is called hell -

Yan Murong has lived with the old man for more than ten years, he can not listen to his parents, but he must listen to the old man, he knows that the old man will not harm him - in fact, he does not dare not listen, disobedient? If you don't obey, you will squat on the horse, and you will have to light three sticks of incense under your buttocks, and you will have to put a bluestone slab on top of your head.

The old man said that this is for his good -- as the so-called internal training of one breath and outer training of muscles and bones, this is training of his muscles and bones.

However, Yan Murong once suspected that this old man was just looking for an opportunity to torture him.

Leaning on the window, watching the three thugs approaching the woman for a long time, he didn't have the slightest idea of going up to help.

Save, or not? That's a problem.

Heroes often have two endings to save beauty, either being regarded as an accomplice by a beautiful woman, or being promised by a beautiful woman.

Obviously, Yan Murong's current appearance is difficult to be regarded as an accomplice of the gangsters, but the second ending is often more terrifying - Yan Murong doesn't want to save people and save trouble.

However, the old man also said that saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, which makes Yan Murong embarrassed. I complained in my heart that the old man's words were too profound, and the reason was too awkward, and he didn't make it clear whether to save or not.

So, Yan Murong thought that if she was injured - yes, as long as she was injured a little, even if she was bitten by a mosquito, then she would be considered a patient, she was a doctor, and it was only right for a doctor to treat a patient.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a woman exclaim, and then the petite and bewitching body fell to the ground.

"Hey, after waiting for a long time, I finally got hurt." Yan Murong sighed, bent down to pick up a few thin wires left by tying steel bars scattered on the ground, folded them into several pieces and held them in his hands, and jumped from the third floor.

The sound of the drizzle covering up the sound of Yan Murong falling to the ground, Yan Murong did not hide it, and walked behind the three gangsters generously.

The three thugs were walking towards the woman who had fallen to the ground, not knowing whether to faint or drink, and suddenly felt an uncomfortable feeling behind her.

When I looked back, I found that a person appeared behind the three of them at some point, but they couldn't see their faces clearly - it was too dark, their clothes were too dark, and their faces were too dark.

"Brother Hao, this seems to be a begging for food?" One of the thugs in a denim vest looked at their boss and said.

The boss was five big and three thick, his hair was made in a very fashionable mohican, the same denim vest, and a bunch of iron rings hanging from his black leather pants, and he walked with a jingle as if others didn't know he was passing by.

A bunch of horizontal flesh on his face, coupled with a necklace hanging around his neck that I don't know if it's real gold, this look reminds others all the time that he is the underworld.

"Stinky food, haven't touched a woman for a long time?" Mo Xigan didn't have too many surprises, but looked at Yan Murong and said with a wicked smile. "It's okay, when our brothers are cool, I'll let you do it, such a beautiful girl, you can be regarded as picking up the food you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two thugs let out a lewd laugh in unison.

"I'm a doctor, not a beggar." Yan Murong argued.

Moshican was stunned for a moment, but laughed even louder. "You say you're not a beggar? Look at your virtue, or is it a doctor? I've only heard of the white coat, but I haven't heard of the black coat. ”

After saying that, there was another burst of laughter, and the two gangsters also laughed together, which was kind of cheering for his not-so-funny cold joke.

"I'm really not a beggar." Yan Murong angrily argued.

"Alright, alright." Moxie laughed enough, and waited until the horizontal flesh on his face stopped shaking before he spoke. "Brothers, let's give you a live performance first, warm up, and then you will be energetic, right?"

After speaking, he stopped paying attention to Yan Murong, turned around and continued to walk towards the woman.

Yan Murong felt that he was a failure, the first time he saved someone, he was taken seriously-can't you see the weapon in my hand? Can't you see the momentum in me?

To be honest, these words made Yan Murong himself a little weak, where did he get his momentum?

An inaudible thud pierced the air, and then Mohican felt his legs go limp, and his knees bent downward.

"Brother Hao, what's wrong with you?" The two gangsters knelt down inexplicably when they saw their boss, and asked while holding them up.

"I ...... Ouch. Before he had finished speaking, he knelt down again—for the two thugs who were holding him were also on their knees for some reason.

All three of them only felt a sore knee, and then they lost consciousness, as if they didn't have their own lower body except for their upper body.

This can make the three of them inexplicable and at the same time have a trace of fear - could it be that they have done too many bad things and have been punished by God?

"I'm really a doctor." Just as the three of them were trying to get up from the ground, they heard the sound of asking for food behind them.

This brother is not stupid, hearing him emphasize that he is a doctor again, he knows that his brother's leg must be his ghost.

"What have you done to us?" Mo Xigan turned around with difficulty, propped his hands on the ground, and looked at Yan Murong with a hint of hatred in his eyes, but it was more fear-can the person who can unconsciously make the three of them unconscious in their lower bodies be ordinary people?

"It's okay, don't worry." Yan Murong looked at the three thugs lying on the ground and comforted him. "I just hit your acupuncture points and made you temporarily incapacitated, and you'll be fine."

After speaking, Yan Murong walked through the three of them, picked up the Zhengxiang woman who was lying on the ground and turned around and left-such a beautiful woman, lying on the ground will catch a cold.

"Hey, when are we going to get up?" Mohican, looking at the beggar who had been emphasizing that he was a doctor, asked aloud as he watched the hero save the beauty.

"In three hours, you'll be fine." In the drizzle, Yan Murong kindly reminded - "Beware of catching a cold." ”

ps: New book period, I need flowers very much, kneel and beg! In addition, the whole month of December, there will be 5 more chapters every day in the long night, and the update of 10,000 words, everyone will reward something if they have anything.