It was a good-looking young man, with a very thin gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, which lined his whole person with some elegance, sven, but extremely handsome.

The dim light in the alley fell on his drooping brow, quietly casting shadows, lining him a little harmlessly.

In the eyes of a few gangsters, he looks like a nerd who is a bully.

But this is such a 'nerd', quietly rolling his eyes, his eyes falling on the baseball bat next to him that fell on the wall and smashed some of the wall skin.

The scraping wall landed on the shoulders of his clean white shirt, and his eyes darkened.

The next second.

He looked back at the vicious thug holding the baseball bat in front of him, and suddenly raised his foot without blinking.

The long legs kicked the opponent's abdomen quickly and hard!

The thug flew straight out.

"!"

"Damn, he actually dared to fight back!"

The little green fur who fell to the ground covered his abdomen and looked up in horror, and the remaining thugs next to him immediately looked at him vigilantly, holding the baseball bat in their hands and aiming at him.

"Okay, it seems to be a practitioner! What to do? ”

The tall young man in place casually patted the dust on his shoulder, raised his eyes, and looked at these people coldly.

He lifted his lips and only coldly spat out these two words, "Get out of the way." ”

It's like a natural superior, giving orders, even more so than disdainful of this group of thugs.

Full of contempt.

Several thugs looked at each other, understanding that they had caused a hard stubble, and looked at the tall young man who was not shocked at all.

Far from being afraid, the thugs suddenly sneered.

？

The eyes under the lenses narrowed slightly, and He Yu was squinting and felt that something was wrong.

In his ears, the sudden sound of whistling wind made him look on the side of his head in alarm—

In sight, in the sound of the wind breaking through the sky.

An iron rod came against the door in front of him, and he exhaled fiercely, grazing the tip of his nose.

Boom.

He Yu hurriedly retreated, hit the wall, and staggered to the ground.

He jerked his head up, too late to get up.

In the next second, the condescending young man in front of him raised his long legs expressionlessly and stepped on his shoulder.

He Yu instantly sank his handsome face, coldly condensed the indifference of the young man who was completely different from the heavy makeup, and picked up the iron rod again with an expressionless face.

stepped on him, and this time, the expressionless yellow-haired young man aimed at his head and picked it off without hesitation.

At that moment, he seemed to be able to feel the air flow of the iron rod in front of him splitting the air and his own skin, and his eyes were split.

Watching the iron rod land in front of his face, stopped a few millimeters in front of his eyes.

"If you want money, you still want your life."

The young man's cold voice sounded, condescendingly, on the face of the young man with thick eyeliner.

Only a pair of eyes, light-colored eyes, cold and terrible.

……

He Yu's heart was beating wildly, and the gold-wire glasses hung crookedly on the bridge of his nose, unable to fall off.

The handsome face was exposed, revealing the same cold black eyes, reflecting the young man in the flower shirt who stepped on his shoulder.

Finally, the tall boy sitting there lifted his lips expressionlessly.

“…… Pocket. ”

Bai Qi glanced at his whole body, his eyes fell on the pocket of his pants, and he directly bent down and reached out to dig in, but the iron rod in front of his eyes with his other hand did not loosen at all.

“………………”

He Yu watched with cold eyebrows as the young man took out his wallet, opened it and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment when he looked at the large stack of red banknotes inside.