Seeing Ning Shuang coming over, Yan Feifei was like a child who had been caught doing something wrong, her face turned red again, her eyes dodged, she was entangled for a moment, and then she moved her eyes back, looked at Ning Shuang nervously, and hesitated: "You guys...... That is, are those things dangerous? ”

Ning Shuang didn't guard against her sudden question, a little stunned.

There was a sudden silence in the carriage.

Originally, Ning Shuang didn't want Yan Feifei to have anything to do with these things, but since she was already involved, and she had already opened her mouth to ask, it was not appropriate to blindly hide it.

Yan Feifei has a gentle and demure temperament, she likes to study calligraphy the most on weekdays, and she is extremely talented in copying and identification, after Qin Moyu showed Yan Zhe the anonymous note last time, Yan Zhe moved her mind, but after all, she didn't want to see her frightened with them, and she couldn't think of a good way for a while, so she put her mind down.

Who knew that he accidentally revealed his thoughts in front of Yan Feifei later, and when she asked about it, he mentioned it vaguely.

Ning Shuang looked at her for a long time, and saw that her eyes were clear and bright, although she was nervous, she was not timid, she sat up straight, her hands were folded on her knees, probably because of the force, the meridians on the back of her hands were a little obvious, and the skirt was also pressed out of obvious folds.

"It's a bit dangerous, but we'll be careful, it doesn't matter!" Ning Shuang's eyes were gloomy, the corners of her mouth were light, she reached out and pulled her hands, held them in her hands, her warm gaze and calm tone made Yan Feifei relax a lot for no reason.

"Hmmm! That's good! She let Frost take her hand, feeling the power coming from Frost's cool hand.

"Cousin, if you have anything useful to Fei Fei, you must tell Fei Fei." Yan Feifei was a little embarrassed, she didn't seem to have anything special to help others, but she still insisted.

"Good!

The carriage stopped at Xinhui Street, and Xiaoru and the others in the back got out of the car first, helped them lift the curtain and helped them get off.

The two didn't really have anything special to buy, but it was purely for distraction, so they stopped and looked along the way, but they didn't buy much.

When it was almost time to eat, the two got in the car and went to Deshengju.

Deshengju is located in the prosperous place in the east of the city, but because it is not in the middle of the street, but built on the water at one end of the street, and the backyard is transplanted with a large area of green bamboo and various flowers and trees, the environment is more quiet in this downtown place. Although it has not been opened for a long time, it is also very prosperous.

"You little bunny, is this also a place where you can go wild? Look at the master, I won't kill you......"

As soon as Frost's carriage came to a stop, they heard a loud scolding in front of them, which seemed to be mixed with the sound of fists and kicks.

Ning Shuang frowned slightly, and after getting out of the car, he saw a group of people in front of him, pointing and watching the excitement.

"You still dare to hide...... I told you to hide...... I told you to hide ......" The men took a few steps forward, the sound of scolding became clearer, and from time to time there were a few muffled snorts of patience.

Ning Shuang looked at the crowd with cold eyes, Leng Yun took a few steps forward and separated the crowd for them, and Ning Shuang and Yan Feifei saw the situation in the middle of the crowd.

In the middle of the crowd, a blue-robed man was kicking at a young man in tattered clothes.

Xiaoru asked the people who were watching the excitement, and it turned out that the man in the blue robe was a well-known bully in this area, named Huang San. may have some background, which has always been rampant in this area, and no one has ever dared to mess with it.

The boy is a little beggar begging on this street, just when he was grabbing food with several other little beggars, he accidentally bumped into Huang San, Huang San grabbed the boy and asked the boy to kowtow and call him grandpa, but the boy bit Huang San.

......

The young man dodged, silent, and occasionally raised his head to look at Huang San, but his eyes were full of stubbornness and resentment.

"You still dare to stare, you ......" Huang San's eyes were even more angry, and his feet were even more ruthless.

"Ahh Ah-who-" Huang San's feet were halfway raised, and his shoulder was suddenly grabbed, and the hand that grabbed him was slightly forced, and Huang San immediately screamed.

"Boss-" Seeing this, the attendant on the side hurriedly prepared to step forward.

Leng Yun's eyes swept towards his followers, and at the same time grabbed Huang San's subordinates and added a few more strength.

"Ahh

"Get out!" Leng Yun let go, but the cold temperament of his body made people shudder.

"You, you wait for the master......" Huang San felt a light on his shoulders, turned around and met Leng Yun's cold eyes like ice, and then looked at the two girls standing on the side in brocade clothes, with extraordinary temperament, and even more maids around him, and the man who had just stopped himself knew that he was extraordinary at a glance, and he was busy with his followers, and of course, he didn't forget to leave cruel words.

The boy crouched down on his stomach and squatted in place, always looking coldly, as if he were just a bystander.

Yan'er walked over and squatted down in front of the young man: "Little brother, are you okay?" ”

The young man looked at her, his eyes full of defensiveness, and pursed his lips silently.

"Don't be afraid, we're not bad people, you see you're injured, my sister knows how to heal, or my sister will show you, okay?" Yan'er spoke softly, and tried to reach out and pull the boy's arm.

"I don't have a sister, and I'm not hurt." The boy ducked to the side and spoke viciously.

Yan'er's hand froze in the middle of the road, she looked at her own hand, and then at the young man who was staring at her, and withdrew her hand.

The clothes on the young man's body are tattered, it is no exaggeration to say that he is completely unclothed, and his exposed skin is blue and purple all over many new and old scars, in addition to those scars, there are some other scars and scars, just looking at it makes people feel painful, but he said that he was not injured, and he didn't know whether to lie to others with his eyes open, or to lie to himself?

Yan'er didn't know what to say for a while, the defense and hostility exuded by the young man were too strong, which gave her a headache.

Yan'er blinked, and just squatted there, staring at the young man with big eyes.

"I'm coming!" Ning Shuang stepped forward, and Yan'er hurriedly got up and stepped aside.

Ning Shuang squatted down in front of the young man, looking at the fine beads of sweat on the young man's pale face, his eyes were calm as water, and he looked straight at the bottom of the young man's defensive eyes.

Ning Shuang's eyes were too calm, without a trace of waves, such a vision made the boy feel a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know how to deal with such calm.

The young man's eyes finally flickered imperceptibly, but as if he didn't admit defeat, he looked back at the frost even harder.

"If you don't learn to discern and accept the kindness of others, then you will never have a chance to avenge your sister." Frost spoke suddenly, her voice low and calm, as unwavering as her eyes.

The boy's eyes widened and he looked at her in surprise.

"You, how do you know?" The young man didn't hold his breath after all, and asked after struggling for a long time.

"If you really want revenge, learn to protect yourself first, and then look for and seize opportunities to make yourself strong." Ning Shuang looked into the young man's eyes and continued, his deep voice still only the young man in front of him could hear.

The young man pursed his lips into a straight line, slowly lowered his head, and was silent for a long time, just when everyone thought that he might really not speak anymore, the young man raised his head: "What should I do?" ”

The boy's voice was a little muffled, but his tone was firm.