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Just as Song Qian looked at her in disbelief, Wu Ziwen rushed in from the door, holding an iron rod, like a mad wild dog.

"Let go of Song Qian, you let go of Song Qian."

Wu Ziwen shouted, rushed to Song Qian's side, desperately brandishing an iron rod to protect her and prevent anyone from getting close to her.

The third wolf frowned, stared at Wu Ziwen, and said with a displeased expression, "What's the matter?" Where did such a person come from? ”

The man with the thief's eyebrows was also confused, "No, I don't know, is there anyone around here?" Could it be that this product came with me? ”

The three wolves slapped him on the head. "Nonsense, of course you were followed, aren't you a little vigilant?"

“…; …; ”

"Song Qian, let's go, let's go."

In Song Qian's sight, the gentle, wooden, even a little shy, cowardly Wu Ziwen was frantically waving iron rods towards several strong men, not letting anyone get close to her, while shouting for her to go quickly.

But Song Qian didn't move, she couldn't move either, her hands and feet were tied.

She opened her lips tremblingly. There were so many things I wanted to say, but I couldn't say anything, and all of them turned into a cry.

Wu Ziwen found out about Song Qian's situation.

He was so anxious that he just wanted to rush in to save Song Qian, he didn't have any plan, let alone any rules, he picked up a nearby iron rod, and pretended to break the door and rushed in, because he was afraid that if it was a little later, Song Qian would be given ...; …;

He couldn't tolerate anyone hurting Song Qian.

The strong urge to protect Song Qian drove his actions without passing through the feverish brain at all.

This is the first time Song Qian has seen the honest and cowardly Wu Ziwen go crazy, just crazy to protect her.

But, it's too powerless.

The emaciated figure yelling and wielding an iron rod desperately. It's too pale, and it's too weak.

This made Song Qian's lips tremble, sadness came from it, and tears rained down at the same time.

She's not stupid, she can even anticipate the end.

Reality is far harsher than imagined.

How she regrets it now, and how much better it would have been if she had chosen a different path.

It's just too late to regret it!

In the sound of Song Qian shouting "don't".

A man who rushed over from the side scolded "Shabi". An iron rod was thrown on Wu Ziwen's head, and with a "bang", Wu Ziwen's slightly thin body fell to the ground softly.

Wu Ziwen's eyes swirled for a while, and his body suddenly lost his strength.

But he was concerned about Song Qian's safety, and he stubbornly supported his body and got up again.

Then the tall and strong man said again, "Where did you get the stupid hat," and a punch was aimed at Wu Ziwen's cheek, and he "banged" past, causing Wu Ziwen's body to fall to the ground with a bang.

Since he was a child, Wu Ziwen has always been an honor student in the class and school, focusing on learning, a teacher, and a good student in the eyes of his classmates.

How can he fight?

Just yelling.

The two blows to his head made him lie on the ground dizzy, and he didn't know anything.

Blood began to spread where his head was lying.

He really wanted to lie down like this, but he couldn't lie down, he wanted to protect Song Qian, this was the only girl he liked in the past 20 years, that sweet smile. Let his world no longer be dark, and let the shadow of him being bullied by his classmates disappear.

Wu Ziwen struggled, opened his blurred vision, and staggered to his feet, but this time he also knew that he couldn't beat it. He completely ignored the others, staggered a few steps, came to Song Qian's side, sat down weakly, and desperately reached out to untie the rope on Song Qian's hand.

Song Qian cried, shook her head desperately, and said, "Mosquitoes." Let's go, let's go, leave me alone, go quickly, mosquito, please. ”

But Wu Ziwen just gasped weakly and said, "I." I, I can't leave you behind, no matter what, they, they are all bad people, Song Qian, you. You go quickly, Song Qian, you, you go, I, I'll help you stop them. ”

Wu Ziwen said weakly. While trying to untie the rope, it was just that the thick hemp rope was tied too tightly, and his strength was limited, so he couldn't untie it.

Then, the impatient thru kicked Wu Ziwen's body. Kicked his emaciated body straight out.

"Is this mentally retarded, or does it not treat us as human beings?"

"Shabi one."

"How did you let him get in?"

The three wolves scolded angrily, "How do you do things, some people don't know what to do, but fortunately it's a Shabi with you, what if it's someone else?" We don't know how we died. ”

"Well, boss, we don't know how he came with him."

The man with the thief's eyebrows and rat-eyed eyes also stepped on Wu Ziwen a few times with an indignant face, and scolded, "Grass you, Shabi one." ”

He was scolded for his harm.

The heart is lucky, fortunately, this Shabi is alone, if you want to bring the police and reporters, it will be troublesome, even if you can settle it above, I am afraid that I will not be able to eat and walk around.

The three wolves said impatiently, "Cripple me and throw it out." ”

Several men stepped on and kicked Wu Ziwen's body, cheeks, and head, showing no mercy, completely beating his body as a sandbag.

Wu Ziwen persevered in a burst of legs and feet, in the trajectory of blood, crawled towards Song Qian, and stretched over Wuqing. The swollen hand wanted to help Song Qian untie the rope.

It's just that when the hand was only halfway outstretched, it was stepped on by someone and was run over fiercely.

Wu Ziwen, who was in pain, didn't even have the strength to groan.

Wu Ziwen's consciousness was a little blurred, but he was still muttering in his mouth, "Song Qian, you go quickly." You go, I'll hold them back. ”

It's a pity that Song Qian can't leave.

Looking at Wu Ziwen's blue nose and swollen face, as well as the blood on the ground, Song Qian cried, regretted not being at the beginning, and desperately begged for mercy. "Don't fight, please don't fight, woo~~ He's weak, don't hit him, please, woo~~ I'll do it, I'll do everything. I listen to you, I will do anything, I beg you, let him go. ”

"Please."

Song Qian's hoarse cry made several strong men stop, and several people looked at Song Qian, and then at the three wolves.

The corners of the three wolves' mouths outlined a wicked smile, their eyes patrolled back and forth on Song Qian and Wu Ziwen, and laughed, "Interesting, interesting, first he didn't want to save you, and now you are willing to do anything to him, you little couple." It's so touching, I'm going to cry when I'm moved. ”

"Okay, then let's stop fighting,"

The three wolves smiled evilly, took off their coats, waved their hands and said, "Since my girlfriend said stop fighting, then don't fight, let her see, how I his girlfriend here, hehehe, it's exciting to think about it." ”

These words made Song Qian's face pale, and she wanted to die on the spot, she had also fantasized about fairy tales and Prince Charming, but the reality was too cruel, Prince Charming couldn't fight the black witch, and he couldn't save the princess.

"I'm with you...; …; Spelled. ”

Wu Ziwen was lying on the ground, his swollen eyes open, and he muttered a fist and hammered it into the calf of the three wolves.

It's just that. There was almost no strength left, and Wu Ziwen felt that his whole body was falling apart.

The three wolves just smiled disdainfully at this, and kicked Wu Ziwen away, "Look at it carefully, this couple is so affectionate, I am so moved that I will cry, don't worry, I will love your girlfriend well." ”

Song Qian thought blankly, reality is not only not a fairy tale, but also hell!

Looking at the weak Wu Ziwen, Song Qian's eyes showed that the two of them were ignorant in the past, and when they were young, although Wu Ziwen always wanted to make her laugh, he always made her angry, but there were many times when she was happy, it was something that made her feel at ease and warm, simple, ordinary warmth.

Looking back on it now. The ordinary scene of the past is so far away.

How she wanted to go back in time.

It's all their own fault.

Is this your own retribution?

Sure enough, everyone has to atone for the mistakes they have made.

Seeing San Lang smiling lewdly and getting closer and closer, Song Qian slowly closed her eyes.

She accepted her fate, she was willing to atone for herself, and she only begged that the other party would let Wu Ziwen go.

She was also ready to cut herself off.

It's over!

She felt like her life was over!

However, at this moment, the mobile phone of the three wolves rang suddenly.

The three wolves didn't really want to take it, but after a glance, he still took it unhappily.

"What, the other party named Song Qian? …; …; Tell him. We haven't found anyone yet, so let him fight again tomorrow...; …; ”