It's not just Wen Huaibei who can act, Ye Xiong even used tears this time, and Lu Ziheng was embarrassed by Ye Xiong.

Originally, Lu Ziheng didn't want to involve Shen Qinghuan, the circle she lived in, even if it was a big dye vat in society, but those filthy places were blocked by Shen Haotian and Yan Ruyu.

Being stabbed by a so-called good friend may be the biggest setback Shen Qinghuan has experienced in the fourteen years of growth.

Lu Ziheng is different.

Since he was a child, he has been soaking in a large dye vat, and he has struggled to put on a fairly clean skin.

If he could, Lu Ziheng hoped that Shen Qinghuan would never see such a bad self in his life.

He staggered to his feet, and a cold smile curled into the corners of his lips: "Uncle is really old, so old that he forgot to help outsiders sneak up on his nephew." ”

The behavior that Ye Xiong wanted to cover up was ruthlessly exposed by Lu Ziheng.

"You hit him?" When Shen Qinghuan came in, he only saw Lu Ziheng injured and fell to the ground, but he didn't notice that it was Ye Xiong who attacked Lu Ziheng.

Ye Xiong thought that Shen Qinghuan was just that kind of soft and weak girl, and he also had his own set of rhetoric for beating Lu Ziheng, "I originally wanted to help Ziheng, but I didn't expect ......"

"I didn't expect to be able to beat people like this?" Shen Qinghuan tied up his long hair and said in a cold tone.

Wen Huaibei subconsciously moved his throat, when he was in junior high school, there were rumors in the market that Shen Qinghuan was fighting-fighting-fighting-fighting-non-evil-no-doing, he always felt that it was just a rumor, but he didn't expect Shen Qinghuan to be unafraid of Ye Xiong's man who was a head taller than her.

"What kind of tools did you use to hit it?" Shen Qinghuan clamped Ye Xiong's wrist, and the stick in Ye Xiong's hand fell directly to the ground, causing his eyes to bloom in pain.

Lu Ziheng had never seen Shen Qinghuan like this.

"Is it this stick?" Shen Qinghuan hooked his lips and hooked with his left foot, and the stick was kicked into the air, just falling into Shen Qinghuan's empty right hand, "Let me ask you if it's this stick?" ”

Ye Xiong was so frightened by Shen Qinghuan's appearance that he lost his soul, and Wen Huaibei behind him couldn't say a word.

"If you let Lu Ziheng hurt a little, I will make you hurt for the rest of your life."

After being reborn, Shen Qinghuan realized a truth, when encountering any problems, people tend to favor the weaker side, so she temporarily put away her paws and turned herself from a lion to a cat.

It's just that Lu Ziheng is her bottom line, but whenever she breaks through the bottom line, she doesn't even bother to bring a mask.

Shen Qinghuan used his left hand to push Ye Xiong against the door frame, and the shaking iron door clanged.

Ye Xiong, who is in his thirties, never thought that he would one day be scared of a little girl and become incontinent.

Shen Qinghuan carried the stick, his apricot eyes were scarlet, and the force of the wooden stick hitting Ye Xiong was far heavier than the force that Ye Xiong hit on Lu Ziheng's back.

Lu Ziheng hugged his arms and staggered to the ground.

For scum like Ye Xiong, he just dealt with it, and he couldn't delay Qinghuan.

If it is according to Shen Qinghuan's style of play, Ye Xiongtie will definitely be abolished.

Lu Ziheng didn't want Shen Qinghuan to be dirty by a scoundrel like Ye Xiong because of himself, so he called in a deep voice: "Qinghuan." ”

Ye Xiong closed his eyes tightly, waiting to fall into hell.

However, Shen Qinghuan was suspended in the air with his hand holding the stick because of Lu Ziheng's shout.

She didn't dare to look back, it was indeed her impulse just now.

A god like Lu Ziheng probably likes the kind of girl who is well-behaved and pure.

The self just now, shouldn't it scare him?

At this moment, Wen Huaibei didn't care about what kind of character he had created, so he pinched his mobile phone and secretly called the police.