Chapter 942: The Dark Emperor's Rules of Survival (Sixty-One)

When Cheng Yu appeared on Wensu Road, the street was already lit up with dazzling neon lights.

The cigarette in his hand kept rolling between his fingers, this street was not under his jurisdiction, and it was indeed a good place to avoid his ears and eyes.

His expression was as cold as ice, and he took a strong puff of his cigarette and strode towards the place where the dark line was reported.

As long as he thought that An Yang had secretly Chen Cang with Han Gengwen, his heart was like being cooked by a soldering iron, and An Yang, a traitor, deceived him so hard!

He thought she was really scared, so he didn't dare to see her!

Throwing the cigarette on the ground, Cheng Yu twisted his ankle and kicked on the wooden door in front of him.

"Cheng An, you ...... "Get out of here......

The roar of rage was completely silent the moment the door opened.

Han Gengwen fell to the ground with his face covered in blood, and his white clothes were soaked in blood. Not far from him, An Yang's little face was full of sickly paleness, her eyes were empty looking for prestige, and tears were like beads with broken threads, smashing on his heart one by one.

The blood veins in his body seemed to be frozen instantly, causing Cheng Yu's breathing to stop abruptly for a moment.

Before coming, he thought about countless possibilities to meet again, and he even ruthlessly wanted Anyang to cry and kneel down to apologize to him, but the reality was that the child he had been pampered in the palm of his hand was treated like a dog.

"Mother C, let her go for me!" The fist that turned white with force smashed hard into the face of the oncoming man.

The anger in his chest made Cheng Yu lose his mind, and the sound of his fists hitting the flesh made a dull echo, and blood and low roar were mixed into a messy picture.

There was warm blood spraying on An Yang's face, and she shivered in shock, covering her cheeks with both hands, wrapping herself in a false world like covering her ears and stealing a bell.

Until the blood-stained hand reached out in front of her, she heard Cheng Yu's trembling voice, "Cheng An, is there anything wrong?" ”

She looked up in a daze, and saw flashing tears in Cheng Yu's eyes.

She screamed suddenly, like a frightened little beast cowering farther away, "I don't know you! Don't come, don't come! ”

"It's fake, I really didn't think ......"

Cheng Yu's eyes widened in disbelief when he saw her actions.

"Bang!" The sound of breaking the air came from the back of his head, and under the powerful blow, Cheng Yu's body shook unsteadily. Thick, warm blood flowed down the forehead.

But his Cheng An turned his face away, and even gave him a stingy look.

The brain exploded, and he rushed to Cheng An's face regardless of it, and grabbed her soft arm hard, "Cheng An!" What are you talking about! Look at me, I'm my brother! ”

"Open your eyes and see who I am!" The tearful eyes shook the person in front of him in disbelief, and the blow from his back seemed to break his bones, but his internal organs hurt even more, as if they had been hooked open by sharp barbs.

"You're crazy to come here single-handedly to stir up trouble?!" When Chen Ke received the news and rushed in with his little brother, he saw Cheng Yu covered in blood, and was just about to step forward to pull him up, only to find that he was holding An Yang, who had fainted, in his arms.

The white arm hung limply on the ground, and the visible pinholes followed the veins all the way up.

"These eight lambs!" When Chen Ke roared angrily and was about to hit someone, Cheng Yu choked uncontrollably in his throat, "Call and go to the hospital." ”

He stiffened and picked the man up, an inexplicable sense of panic hanging over his head.