The stick stopped an inch above the man's head.

Song Yiyi gritted her teeth and went down hard, but she couldn't move a minute.

She looked up with tears on her face, her eyes red.

Bai Nuan lowered her eyes and looked at her, pulled out the stick in her hand, and pulled the person up.

"This kind of thing, leave it to the law to do, believe me."

"Go and see Tang Yimian's situation, she has no problem now, enlighten her." Bai Nuan pushed the person to Tang Yimian's side, looked at the half-dead man, raised his foot and kicked his shoulder.

"The police will come in a while, for your son's sake, say it well." Bai Nuan looked dazed, not very interested, and had some impulses to beat people up.

The man opened his eyes and looked a little strange: "I don't have a son." ”

"Your long-dead sweetheart stayed, this." Bai Nuan clicked on the picture and showed it to him, worried that he thought it was fake, so he clicked on the video directly.

She watched the expression on the man's face change and change, put away the phone, and got up.

The look in the man's eyes changed back and forth, and finally fell silent.

Bai Nuan was satisfied.

How good would it be to know the times like this earlier?

Song Yiyi hugged Tang Yimian, and the two of them snuggled up to each other, indescribably quiet.

Bai Nuan sat down opposite the two, his fingers clicked on the armrest of the sofa for a while, and he glanced at Tang Yimian.

"After a while, the police will come, and you will say that you are in legitimate defense, and I will take care of the rest."

The big guy has no choice, she really can't learn to make desserts, so she can only help.

"Okay." Tang Yimian's mood was not very good, the whole person was in a trance, Bai Nuan didn't say much else, and waited for the police to come over.

It was the road team that answered the police, and they still got out of the car and trotted over, for fear that Bai Nuan would not be serious and kill the criminal, and then the matter would be a big deal.

"You hit? How do you beat people like this......" When the road team came in, they saw three girls sitting on the sofa, and a man lying on the ground who didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

The blood is hula, and a path is dragged on the ground.

"This blood is so thick, you just let it be so wide and open? You're deliberately hurting people, and sooner or later I'm going to arrest you. The road team threatened Bai Nuan, trying to get a different performance.

But Bai Nuan leaned on the sofa with a faint expression and glanced at the man on the ground: "I'm a little girl, I can't hold him, so I can only drag him out." ”

Road Team: "......" I believe in your evil.

"Take it away, let someone come and inspect the scene, and make a record." Bai Nuan didn't bother to stay any longer, stood up, and rubbed his somewhat uncomfortable neck.

didn't squat to Song Zhengyang, I can't say the feeling.

"You also have a big heart, when you go to prison, don't beg me." The road team resigned themselves to cleaning up the mess.

"Shall I let you get the handle?" She asked rhetorically, and let the road team understand that there was no handle here.

The police came in to clean up the mess, Bai Nuan stood aside against the wall and watched, his expression was thin and cold, and when he lowered his eyes, the light fell from his eyes, a shallow shadow, a little desolate.

The road team looked at it, and for no reason remembered that in the summer a few years ago, she was sitting there, obviously cold, and afraid of trouble, and finally helped the two little girls, just like today, four years later, she still helped.

In fact, she didn't pay attention to her own goodness, she had a cold temperament and still had good intentions.