But the strength of his punches became more and more ruthless.

The owl suffered multiple fractures all over his body, bleeding profusely, and still laughing wildly.

Qi Ye, who had the upper hand, dismantled him like a sandbag completely.

"Why the pain?" Owl stared into his cold eyes: "Think of your once closest companion, who personally sent a knife into his heart, who died in your arms, and your wife, the humiliation she suffered not long ago......"

Every time he said a word, Qi Ye's eyes became colder, his waving fist weighed a point, and the sound of cracking his ribs was endless.

The man's eyes were cold and bone-chilling.

Xiao's chest collapsed entirely, and he coughed, and his expression did not fluctuate greatly.

The little bald head watched the two men fight.

A faint light leaked in through the door, and he could clearly see the complicated and happy eyes of the owl, as if there was nothing, and glanced at him......

The little bald head was stunned for a moment, and suddenly pushed Ye Weilan away and ran over: "Old man! ”

Ye Weilan's arms were empty, and then he shouted: "Don't go over!" ”

She hurriedly got up and chased after her.

But how can a blind man catch up with a child who is agile?

Qi Ye is in a state of non-recognition of his six relatives, and it will be dangerous for the little bald head to run over.

If the tragedy of the year happens again......

Ye Weilan's eyes darkened, and he shouted wildly: "Tuan Tuan! Come back! ”

The little bald head looked at the bleeding mouth, tears appeared in his eyes, he ignored Ye Weilan's shout, and ran over quickly.

Although the old man rarely spoke to him, he had occupied the most important place in the years of his life......

His gaze rarely fell on his face, and every time he was inexplicably happy.

He's the only one who won't call him a bastard of rice buckets.

He gave him a slaughter order to keep him safe and alive now.

The little bald head couldn't watch the owl die.

He ran over, grabbed his white and tender little fist, and smashed it at Qi Ye: "Let go of the old man!" ”

A crack appeared in Xiao Ranran's eyes, and he roared out for the first time: "Stupid! ”

Qi Ye sensed the malicious aura of being attacked, his desolate black eyes revealed evil, his slender legs raised, and he kicked at the little bald head with a cold wind.

At this foot, the child is either dead or maimed.

Ye Weilan heard the attack of the little bald head and the sound of the owl yelling, she felt a chill in her heart, and quickly pounced forward: "Qi Ye!" ”

However, no matter how fast she moves, she can't be as fast as Qi Ye.

The little bald head's eyes widened, and when he saw that he was about to be in danger, he was almost lying down, suddenly jumped up, slapped Qi Ye with a slap, and his body blocked in front of the little bald head.

Qi Ye took half a step back, paused for half a second, and then landed heavily on the owl's back.

The man bent his knees and knelt on the ground.

The little bald head who was protected by him cried: "Old man, ......" while staring at Qi Ye with hatred.

Qi Ye didn't have a trace of emotion in his eyes, and he was about to attack again, when a pair of slender arms suddenly hugged him from behind.

Ye Weilan tightly circled his waist, his cheek pressed against his back, and trembled: "Don't fight, Qi Ye...... Don't hit ......"

Qi Ye shook her away mercilessly, a dark icy light surged in his eyes, he turned around, and his dark eyes fell on Ye Weilan's face, without a trace of waves.

Ye Weilan fell to the ground, his blood was rolling, and the roar of the little bald head sounded in his ears: "Don't beat the old man again!" ”