In the alley of the mountain city at night, several hooligans were punching and kicking a teenager in a high school uniform.

The boy lay on his side on the ground, bowed and folded, his hands covering his head as much as possible. The whole body was covered with bruises from the beating. There was a slight wetness in his eyes, but he didn't make a sound from the pain.

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The sound of slamming continued for a while before it died. The man in the lead rubbed his already sore wrist, and kicked Mo Ruzen again. scolded and scolded: "Just like you, you are poor, and you also learn from Superman and want heroes to save beauty!" I can't find 10 yuan all over my body, Zhen Nima's bad luck! ”。 After speaking, he took a sip of saliva at Mo Ruchan, who was protecting his head with both hands, and led a group of younger brothers to walk away from the exit of the alley.

Mo Ruchan held on to the moss-stained wall with his bruised hands, struggled to get up from the ground, and accidentally strained his legs, and the bruises on his legs attacked, and he almost fell to the ground again after stumbling. finally stood still, leaning against the wall and trying to get out of this humiliating place.

At this moment, a delicate voice sounded behind him. On the high wall behind him, to be exact.

"Hey! Little brother"

Mo Ruzen paused, and wanted to turn around to see if he was calling himself. Pacing in place, bowing and turning.

In the eyes, the red hair is open, dancing with the wind, and the eyes that should not be seen clearly from afar are scorching in this gloomy sky. The collision of warmth and cold, her red seemed to infect his body, and the world full of gloom in his eyes seemed to suddenly break a foot of sunshine, making his heart palpitate and look forward to it at the same time.

"You... Calling me? Mo Ruchan asked cautiously.

The girl jumped from a wall several meters high, like a swallow. Mo Ruchan said speechlessly: "Nonsense! It's just the two of us here, I'm not talking to you, am I talking to a ghost? ”

"Uh...... Is there anything wrong with that? Mo Ruchan asked embarrassedly and shyly for a while.

Ling Feixue rolled her eyes at Mo Ruchan: "You won't forget it so quickly, I'm the stranger who was in the bar, and you blocked the knife regardless of the danger!"

Mo Ruchan habitually touched the back of his head, pulled the bruises on his body, and couldn't help grinning in pain. "I'm sorry, miss. That one...... I really don't know about you, I just overheard that they wanted to hurt people, so I just changed their drinks. ”

Ling Feixue clasped her hands to her chest and leaned against the alley wall. A red and yellow tight-fitting leather jacket shows off a tall and tight figure. Out of nowhere, she pulled out a lady's cigarette and lit it and held it to her mouth. looked at Mo Ruchan who was standing aside, and in a flash, a pack of cigarettes and a lighter flew towards Mo Ruchan from nowhere.

Mo Ruchan hurriedly took it and said to Ling Feixue, "I don't smoke." He was amazed at how beautiful a girl could be when she smoked.

"Boring!". Ling Feixue spat out the smoke in her mouth wantonly. "As for me, I'm here to thank you, a guy who has nothing to do but wants to make a fuss, although those few miscellaneous old ladies can be done in a few seconds, but I can't live up to your kindness!"

Mo Ruzen's dark eyes looked straight at Ling Feixue. On the one hand, I suspect that this female classmate is talking big; On the one hand, he was complaining, he was really as powerful as you said, why didn't he see you come out when he was beaten for you?

As if seeing through Mo Ruzen's thoughts, Ling Feixue didn't care about his eyes. He took another puff of cigarette and spit out a smoke ring in a fancy way. The old lady can do whatever she wants, if you shouted pain, the old lady would have already taken action. But when I saw that you didn't say a word, it was like a stinky stone in a pit. I'm going to see how long you can endure it. To Ling Feixue's surprise, Mo Ruchan endured it to the end. She didn't know whether to blame him for being cowardly or if he was resolute and tenacious.

"Okay, thank you too! Miss Ben will retire! I'm here, little brother! ”

Mo Ruchan quietly looked at the departing figure, and bowed his head and smiled: "What a strange person." dragged his wounded body and walked outside.

On the roof of a building in the CBD of Yuzhong District, a mountain city. Ling Feixue, dressed in a leather coat and a coat, stood tall in the air with a fierce wind.

Next to him was a black man and a pair of white twins.

The black man's name is Stuya, and the white twins are Jennifer and Jenny.

"Kiri, how do you feel after touching the target?" Jennifer, one of the white twins, whispered softly to Ling Feixue.

Ling Feixue threw the lady's cigarette in her hand on the ground and stepped on it with her leather boots. It's like stepping on someone.

"What's going on! It's just a scrap! It's still the kind that can't fight back, scolds and doesn't fight back! I really don't know what the two old guys of Doctor' Chen and Husman think, people with this kind of qualification can be included in the assessment list! As if the more he talked, the more angry he became, Ling Feixue kicked at the parapet wall on the roof of the building.

Stua smiled and said to the two white twin sisters: "I think the most angry thing about Tongtong is not the qualifications of the target this time, but those old guys who have divided us into the second line, for the hot-tempered and exciting Tongtong, this is tantamount to imprisoning her."

Ling Feixue glanced at Stua with sharp eyes. Stua shuddered and hurriedly stopped talking.

Seeing this, Jenny, one of the white sisters on the other side, looked at Ling Feixue with an inquiring eye and said, "Then are we going to give up this target candidate and return directly after reporting?"

Ling Feixue: "What kind of flight is it against!" It's hard to get out for a walk, do you want to go back to the classes and training so soon!? ”

Stua groaned, "What about the report? ”

Ling Feixue said indifferently: "The report is written and handed in first."

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