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"Bang" is the wail of a broken wine bottle.

"Hey, hey, hey" is a lewd smile coming out of the mouth of the sharp-mouthed monkey in the dark alley.

"Bang" is the dull sound of the back hitting the wall.

"Help" is a whisper that bursts out of the lips that are covered.

2019, February 11. Time 8:40. City of G

Mo Yuan left home on this day, she was dissatisfied with the life arranged for her by her father, and did not want to walk on the broad road arranged by her father for her step by step, she fled from home, because Xiao Cleverly got rid of the bodyguard arranged by her father for her and was complacent, because she left her father's sight for the first time and celebrated happily, and because of alcohol and her own appearance attracted lewd people, she waved her hand to find that the bodyguard who could protect her was not by her side.

In the bar on the side of the street, which was not very high-end, Mo Yuan drank and felt a hand on her shoulder, and she turned her head to see that it was a face that she had never seen before, with a twisted and wrinkled face, yellow hair on the top of her head, holes in her ears, and many incredible metal rings.

Huang Mao grinned: "Wife, come home with me, don't be angry." ”

Mo Yuan was stunned, "I don't know you, go away." Squinting drunkenly and waving his hand like a fly to kill boredom, the man next to him heard Mo Yuan's words and rolled up his sleeves to teach this beautiful lady a lesson for this little rascal.

The yellow-haired eyes shone with a lewd (river crab) evil light: "Don't make trouble, I promise not to go out and fool around in the future, come home with me." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab Mo Yuan's arm, and at the same time explained to the people around him that this was his wife, and the man who just wanted to make a move didn't speak.

Mo Yuan's face flushed with more redness, I don't know if it was the effect of anger or alcohol, he waved his hand, and "snapped" a loud slap on Huang Mao's face.

Huang Mao's face turned hideous in an instant, and he grabbed her arm violently, dragging hard, and the wine bottle in her hand fell to the ground, and the wine bottle shattered on the floor, making a desperate sound, and the wine spread out into a distorted mark. She resisted, "What are you doing?" ”

At the same time, the man next to him also saw that something was wrong and stood up, Huang Mao reached out and took out a pistol, pointing at the man: "What do you want to do, get out of the way for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is from the Qinghuan Gang, don't be so nosy." In an instant, the fierce man just now turned into a little caterpillar that cowered. Mo Yuan's mind cleared up instantly, and when she looked back, the bodyguards who were usually on the left and right were not by her side at this time, and she began to square up.

She looked around but only saw the evasive eyes of the people around her, and under the muzzle of the black hole, the weakness of human nature was unreservedly exposed.

She struggled, resisted but it was useless, she was dragged out of the bar, and when she went out, she saw several gangsters with Huang Mao's style, she took advantage of Huang Mao's unpreparedness, and bit Huang Mao's hand, Huang Mao was in pain, and let go of her hand with a scream, she ran to the side of the street in a panic, and bumped into a person when she turned the corner, almost stumbling and falling, a pair of strong and slender hands held her, she looked up, a smile like sunshine was in front of her, and a gentle voice sounded in her ears, "Are you okay?" She was slightly stunned.

At this time, there was a group of thugs angrily scolding, she looked back at the thugs and chased after them, and continued to run towards the side alley without saying sorry and thanks, and the thugs chased after the man and said, "Get out." ”

The man still got out of the way with a gentle smile, and she felt a pang of disappointment in her heart for some reason, but it was quickly replaced by fear, for the alley was a dead end. She turned her head and only saw a few thugs with a lewd smile on their faces, and Huang Mao said with contempt in her mouth: "Hey, hey, this chick is really powerful, I don't know why the boss wants to see her, and gave me a gun, it's not a big deal for us to help the boss do this difficult thing, let's cool this chick first." ”

The other little hooligans also smiled lewdly and said yes, Mo Yuan couldn't help but retreat, retreated to the corner, "bang" a soft sound, her back was already attached to the wall and couldn't retreat, the little gangsters pounced on her lewd smile, she opened her mouth to shout, Huang Mao had reached out to cover her mouth, and the help became a meaningless whimper.

Huang Mao said the classic line in his mouth: "Don't scream, even if you scream and cut your throat, no one will save you." ”

It was already dark, with the hideous and lustful face of the yellow hair, the dirty hands were tearing at her clothes, Mo Yuan only felt that the darkness was coming towards her one by one, was this still the world she knew, she closed her eyes in despair.

At this moment, a classic line also came from behind Huang Mao: "Let go of that girl!" The gentle voice was like a ray of sunlight piercing the darkness around her. She opened her eyes, and yes, it was the man with a sunny smile that she bumped into around the corner. With an angular face and crisp short hair, she was just wondering why such a teenager was wearing a depressed black coat.

Huang Mao turned his head impatiently: "Don't be nosy." As he spoke, he pulled out his pistol, and the muzzle of the black hole seemed to tell of despair and death. The hope in Mo Yuan's eyes dimmed a little, yes, these hooligans have guns.

But as if he hadn't seen the gun, the man still walked gently into the alley, and still said, "Let go of that girl." Huang Mao let go of the hand that tore Mo Yuan's clothes, and waved his hand, "Brothers, beat this kid for me." ”

Suddenly, the little hooligans rushed forward and raised their fists, the fists had already reached the man's eyes, and he still didn't move, Mo Yuan couldn't help but mourn for him in his heart. Just when the fist of the first hooligan who rushed forward was about to hit the man's face, he moved, Mo Yuan didn't see what was going on, those hooligans had already fallen to the ground, and Huang Mao was dumbfounded, shouting Don't come, don't come.

He still had a gentle smile: "It's okay, they just fainted." Huang Mao looked nervous, and his hand on the trigger tightened, accompanied by a crisp gunshot, and the muzzle of the gun spewed tongues of fire, and criminal bullets whistled out of it. Mo Yuan involuntarily shouted: "Don't"

At this moment, he stretched out his hand like lightning, and a ball of red in his palm blocked the way of the bullet, and the bullet hit the center of the palm, making a bang and then disappeared, he shook his hand, and a ball of scrap iron fell with a drop of bright red blood, and he left the scrap iron behind him with a step, and still said: "Let go of that girl." "The yellow-haired gums are constantly fighting" clucking. He said vaguely, "Don't come, don't come." But it didn't work, he still walked in front of Huang Mao, waved his hand, and hit Huang Mao's neck accurately, and Huang Mao fainted gloriously.

Time: 8:59

The man stretched out his hand to Mo Yuan, who was curled up to the side: "It's okay, girl." ”

Mo Yuan's spirit suddenly relaxed after experiencing the fright, and he fainted, and before he fell unconscious, he only felt a black coat covering his body.

Time: 9:00.

The man picked up the unconscious girl, and suddenly his eyes were out of focus, and he recovered, but his eyes were sharp, and the gentle smile on his face was gone, but a poker face without a trace of expression.

closed his eyes and thought for a while, and a wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "Xiao Bai handed over the mess to me to clean up again." He looked down at the girl who was held in his arms, looked at her eyebrows slightly furrowed because of fear and the proud 36d, and smiled: "This wave is not a loss." ”

Carrying the girl out of the alley, by the way, when he walked by Huang Mao's side, the young man glanced at him coldly, kicked Huang Mao and said to himself: "I'm in a good mood today, I don't want to kill people, you're so lucky." ”

Slowly, the man carried the girl and melted into the night.