The man was dressed in a brown trench coat, wearing a simple black suit pants underneath, his straight and slender legs moved slightly rapidly with the pace, and a pair of black leather shoes stepped on the somewhat dirty cement floor.

He didn't fit in here, but he had to endure the foul smell around him in order to find this little woman, and no one knew how anxious he was.

During the search, no one found the woman who was bullied by a few bad youths here, and he recognized it.

obviously always makes him angry, and even ruins a lot of things about him, but she has to do it.

Maybe she is his poison and has no solution in her life.

Mu Shaohan raised his eyes to look at the tall man in front of him, tears covered his entire face, but his heart was full of mixed feelings.

The more she didn't want to face anything, the closer she got to it, but these little gangsters were much easier to deal with, and she would rather face them.

Luo Xiangyu took off his coat and draped it on Mu Shaohan without saying a word, his lips were tight, and he seemed to struggle for a moment, and then reached out to help her.

"Don't touch me." A cold, unheaving voice came.

Luo Xiangyu's eyes sank.

The woman in front of him kept her head up and did not move, her long hair like a waterfall covered her cheeks, and only the pair of eyes that radiated light at all times were staring at him coldly.

But when he moved his gaze to her cold, somewhat purple lips, his heart tugged so hard that he relented, and raised his hand to touch her pale little face.

Mu Shaohan turned his head away and dodged, his eyes full of vigilance.

Luo Xiangyu's eyes seemed to burst with sparks, he withdrew his hand, his eyes jumped, and his lower lip was hooked.

However, there was no warmth in that smile.

He turned his back to his subordinates, his face was even more gloomy than just now, his eyes looked directly at Mu Shaohan, and he coldly spit out a few words: "These people, all sent to the police station." ”

The picture reversed, and a few teenagers who were still angry just now instantly began to cry and call their mothers, in the end, they were young, newborn calves were not afraid of tigers, and they didn't know the sinister nature of society.

"Don't send us to the police!"

"We know it's wrong!"

"I'll change it in the future, I'll definitely study hard, I won't make my mother angry anymore, woo woo, I want to go home."

However, no matter how much they begged for mercy, the god-like man in front of them would not change their decision.

Several men in black were preparing to escort people away.

"Wait......"

It was obviously a low and pleasant voice, but it made these bad young people feel a chill, a huge sense of oppression hit, and their souls trembled.

Immediately afterwards, the owner of the voice said lightly: "Chop off the yellow-haired left hand and send it to the police station." ”

In an instant, the yellow-haired young man's face turned pale with fright, and tears flowed down his eyes, crying loudly: "Don't cut it! ”

"I was wrong! I know it's wrong! I don't dare anymore! ”

He was really scared, and he usually fought with a few brothers to be majestic, and at most he would lift a wine bottle and throw it at someone.

Chopping off his hands, he never knew that the adult world was so fierce, as long as he thought about that bloody picture, he was so scared that he couldn't help himself.

The man in black had already begun to act, and he took out the dagger he had with him, and together with another person, pressed the young man's hand down the steps.

Huang Mao's screams were incessant, with heart-rending fear in them.

Luo Xiangyu retracted his gaze and said in a deep voice, "Take Madam back." ”

The two black-clothed men on standby next to him immediately stepped forward to set up Mu Shaohan.

"Let go of me!" Mu Shaohan struggled hard, but how could her strength get rid of two big men who had been practicing all year round.

The futile struggle could only consume physical strength, Mu Shaohan looked coldly at the cold man standing aside: "Luo Xiangyu, let me go!" ”

"You are not allowed to touch me! Loosen! ”

Luo Xiangyu glanced at her, seeing that she was being held in the air like a chicken, her face was red from the cold, and her nails were purple, but she still wanted to leave, and her heart was even more irritable, and she shouted in a low voice: "I can't help you!" ”

With a blank face, he walked past several teenagers kneeling on the ground and out of the alley.

"Don't!"

A heart-wrenching scream sounded through the air, Mu Shaohan stopped struggling, and looked at the source of the sound, the young man who wanted to tease her just now was being pressed to the ground at the moment, and a man in black holding a knife was about to slash at his hand.

"Stop!"

Mu Shaohan shouted in a little panic, and the man in black hesitated, put down his hand holding the dagger, and looked at Luo Xiangyu.

The man stopped at some point, and was turning his head to look at Mu Shaohan, the figure hidden in the darkness was long, the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes, leaving a shadow, and his eyes were obscure.

"Luo Xiangyu! Let your people stop! Mu Shaohan was short of breath, her eyes glanced at the man in black, he was still holding a dagger in his hand, it seemed that as long as Luo Xiangyu gave an order, he would immediately raise the knife in his hand.

The man in front of him walked out of the shadows, he stood under the street lamp, the cold light sprinkled on his body, and the angular handsome face had a smile at the moment.

"What's your reason for me to stop?"

Mu Shaohan was stunned for a moment and reacted.

He had no intention of cutting off the boy's hand at all, but he was still a minor, no matter how ruthless he was, he would not be able to attack the child, and his purpose in doing so was undoubtedly to make her compromise.

She glanced at the child, whose face had always been smiling with a ruffian smile was now distorted, tears and snot covered his face, his hair was messy like a chicken coop, and several rivets had fallen out of his studded suit as he wried.

In Mu Shaohan's aesthetics, such a boy usually makes her feel disgusted at first sight, but he is just a child, even if he doesn't like his outfit anymore, even if he wants to tease her just now, but now is the time of life and death.

She thought of Mu Wenze, imagining what he would look like when he grew up, as a mother, even if she had a cold-blooded heart, she couldn't be ruthless when she saw this scene.

Mu Shaohan had a smile on his face, and his eyes flashed with a motherly brilliance: "I went back with you and let this child go." ”

Luo Xiangyu, who was standing in the distance, showed a satisfied smile on his face, like a victorious king.

He walked up to Mu Shaohan, waved away the two black-clothed men holding her, and stretched out his hand.

Mu Shaohan lowered her head, the knobby hand in front of her was like a password, she held it, the child was born, she didn't hold it, and the child died.

Holding back the disgust in her heart, Mu Shaohan reached out and shook it, the slightly hot temperature came, her cold hand was instantly held, and the heat transmitted from the back of her hand to the limbs made her feel comfortable.

He didn't need to give any more orders, and walked out with Mu Shaohan in his arms strongly.

When he walked to the mouth of the alley, the man in black who had been following behind him suddenly rushed out and stood in sections on both sides of the road.