"If you don't like Anyang, you can say it in front of him, there's no need to say these things to me." Liu Yuxuan's face sank, a little annoyed.

It's not because Song Zhengyang's words offended him, but because he actually imagined the consequences......

Song Zhengyang didn't speak, just looked at him, his eyebrows were upturned in two, his eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth were only curled on one side, his eyebrows were covered by heavy bangs, and the whole person smiled a little meaningfully.

Waiting for Liu Yuxuan to leave, Song Zhengyang turned around and walked into the narrow mouth, ready to leave, but was hit in the leg with a stick, and fell to his knees.

His knee touched the ground and he slammed it, making a loud noise.

He propped himself up, and for a while he was so painful that he couldn't stand up, so he could only look up and look at the other side first to see who it was.

An Yang on the opposite side looked at him expressionlessly, holding a baseball stick in his hand, the baseball bat was against the ground, his body was slightly obliquely pressed against the baseball bat, and his eyebrows and eyes were gloomy.

"Heh......" Song Zhengyang made a voice from his mouth, staring at An Yang opposite, "Aren't you afraid of being known by her?" ”

"Bang-" What answered him was An Yang's stick without blinking, aimed at his leg.

Song Zhengyang dodged to the side, didn't dodge, and took another beat, mainly because this place was too small to dodge.

"What are you?" An Yang used a baseball bat directly against Song Zhengyang, who was about to get up, and the front of the baseball bat was against his throat, pressing the person down with a slight force.

The boy is very different from usual, his eyes are a little ruthless, his eyes are fierce and ruthless, like a wolf cub.

He walked up to Song Zhengyang, raised his foot and stepped on Song Zhengyang's hand on the ground, and crushed it hard, his eyes were cold, like the frost of January.

"There is no next time, if I have a little accident in front of Nuan Nuan, you try, I will not kill you." This young man who was so well-behaved in front of Bai Nuan is now very wild.

Song Zhengyang didn't speak, just lowered his eyes and smiled, at first his voice was lower, but then his voice became louder, the more he laughed, the louder he laughed, and there was mockery in his voice.

"You're as dirty as I am, why are you?" As if he didn't feel pain, he stared at An Yang deadly, eager to come out with a knife now and give him two stab looks.

An Yang didn't answer him, just clenched the stick and went down with another stick on his leg.

The beating made Song Zhengyang's body unstable, prostrate on the ground, let out a muffled snort, and his face turned two degrees pale.

An Yang threw the baseball bat aside.

"Bang-" The baseball bat was thrown on the ground with a loud sound.

"Waste." An Yang stood beside him condescendingly, looked at him with lowered eyes, and lifted his lips and spit out two words, with a thick mockery.

Song Zhengyang raised his head and watched An Yang walk past him, An Yang was lit in front and shadows were behind him.

Just like him, a person who is so disgusting, is still with her.

He can't tolerate ...... This is a mistake, they should be alone and widowed all their lives, and she, no one deserves it, should live a life ruthlessly and lovelessly!

Song Zhengyang leaned against the wall, got up from the ground, and looked up at the surveillance video on the wall, and there were no red dots.

Self-deprecating "huh".

An Yang just left under the pretext of leaving, I'm afraid it was just to block him and beat him.

The monitoring is all in place.

Where is such a person worthy of his gods?