Mo Xing's face was uncertain.

He could see that Hongchen was already confused at this time, and all he relied on was a breath of air in his heart.

It's just that the current situation still makes him feel that his face is a little unbearable.

A violent color slammed into his face!

"Get out."

Mo Xing raised his leg sharply and swung it hard.

Hongchen's whole person was like a sack in an instant, and he was thrown out heavily.

"Let's go!" Mo Xing's face was indifferent, "Bad luck! ”

Holding Su Mei's hand, she couldn't help but exert a little harder.

"Let her go!"

It's just that, unexpectedly, the red dust stuck up again, holding his right leg hard.

"I say, let her go!"

"!"

Mo Xing's face suddenly became gloomy, and he raised the slinger stick in his hand and smashed it towards Hongchen.

- His eyes began to redden, and Hongchen's repeated provocations finally made him lose his mind completely!

The slinger was wrapped in the wind and smashed towards Hongchen's head!

In his heart, there is only one thought, to kill this boy who doesn't know the height of the sky!

Hongchen subconsciously wanted to dodge.

If he hadn't been injured before, he could have easily dodged it as soon as he let go of his hand.

However, at this time, he was already at the end of his crossbow.

Even if the head reacted, the body was already stiff, and even the movements were obviously slower by several beats.

He gritted his teeth and turned his head sideways to avoid the fatal injury.

But his hand did not let go at all, and he still clutched the leg of his trousers.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled thud, and the stick slammed into his right shoulder.

Hongchen only felt a sharp pain, and it instantly rushed from his shoulder to his head.

The cold sweat unconsciously flowed, and even the originally chaotic thoughts couldn't help but sober up a little......

At this time, Mo Xing had already killed his red eyes, raised his slinger again, and smashed it towards Hongchen's head!

"It's over."

Hongchen's eyes suddenly began to lose focus.

He had done his best to dodge before, but this time, he was already out of balance, and it was impossible for him to dodge!

"Anyway—"

Hongchen closed his eyes in despair.

This time, the pain didn't hit for a long time.

Hongchen opened his eyes blankly and found that the "Four Uniques" were fiercely holding up Mo Xing, and his mouth kept shouting......

"Boss can't."

"It's going to kill you!"

Ethereal, flickering far and near, and, in my head, the unstoppable buzzing.

Everything began to blur in front of him.

"Tired, really tired of stepping on a horse!"

The eyelids began to grow heavier, but Hongchen still held on, clutching Mo Xing's trouser legs.

Don't take a step back!

"Police, the police are coming!"

In the crowd, there was a sudden cheer of joy.

The faces of several people changed drastically in an instant, and the "Four Uniques" hurriedly leaned down and pulled up Hongchen's hands vigorously.

However, at this time, Hongchen was already almost unconscious, and his body was completely out of control, and a group of people wasted a lot of energy before they pulled his hands apart, and then fled in a panic.

"Garbage."

watched the figures of several people gradually disappear, and finally, Hongchen couldn't hold it anymore and completely fainted.

……

"Uh-"

With a groan of pain, Hongchen slowly opened his eyes.

It was already completely dark, and beside him, there was a faint bonfire, ethereal in the cold wind.

He struggled to get up, but the sharp pain in his body caused him to fall back again.

"Damn, it hurts."

Hongchen cursed in a low voice.

"Ahh You're awake! ”

A figure slammed into Hongchen's side, stretched out his arm, and encircled him entirely.

Familiar scents, such as midnight orchids, are refreshing.

Then, he felt that his head was leaning against a soft place, and the feeling of being deeply trapped in it made Hongchen forget the pain around him for a while.

"How's it going, is there anything uncomfortable?" The voice of concern is in the ears.

"It hurts." Hongchen said weakly.

"Nonsense, you don't look at you before, if the police hadn't come in time, I wouldn't have known......"

The voice faded with a slight whimper.

"It's okay, it's all over."

Hongchen took out a pillow from the side and put it behind him.

If he indulged in that softness again, the blood circulation accelerated, and he was not sure if the wound on his head would burst again and the blood would not stop.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he didn't care about the pain in his body, and groped around his body.

No...... No......

His face was instantly full of panic.

Even if he was silent before, he was not as flustered as he is now.

"My ...... What about my notebook? ”

He staggered to get up, but his legs went limp, and he fell back again.

"My ...... What about notebooks?! ”

Hongchen's eyes were glazed, muttering, looking around blankly, looking aimlessly.

"What notebook?"

Su Mei looked dazed, but she still stood up and searched like a headless fly.

"Just a notebook, yellow, and ......"

Hongchen only felt that his heart was in turmoil, and even his speech was a little upside down.

"You, don't worry, I, I'll help you find it."

Su Mei suddenly understood: Obviously, this notebook should be very important to Hongchen.

"Are you talking about this notebook?"

At this moment, a warm and mellow baritone sounded from the dark distance.

Hongchen wiped his eyes.

Only then did he notice that a tall figure was standing in the distance, slowly walking towards him.

From the shadows to the light, the dancing bonfire reflects a face with a slight vicissitudes.

"You ......"

Hongchen looked at him in a daze, and he realized that what the other party was holding in his hand was his notebook.

"Give me back!"

Hongchen began to struggle again, "Give me back!" Notebook! ”

"Why are you like this?"

Su Mei hurriedly stood up and looked at him angrily, "Why take other people's things without their consent!" ”

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and then asked meaningfully, "You say...... This is yours? ”

"Nonsense!"

Hongchen was still furious, "Not mine or yours?" ”

"Young man."

The middle-aged man shook his head with a wry smile, and then threw the notebook back to Hongchen.

"Give you back!"

Hongchen hurriedly took the notebook, and when he saw that the notebook was not damaged in the slightest, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, came to Hongchen's side, and squatted down.

"Are you alright?"

"I have something to do with you."

Hongchen's face was unruly, and his face was full of defense.

"I reported the police, do you say it's none of my business?"

The middle-aged man looked at the two with a playful face.

Hongchen suddenly realized, in this way, this middle-aged man can really be regarded as his savior, otherwise, let the people who are silent continue, the consequences will ...... Disastrous.

Thinking of this, Hongchen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself."

The middle-aged man had a warm face, "My name is sweet potato boat, and you can also call me sweet potato."