Xian Xian noticed that the boy threw herself up, and she could only stretch out her arm to grab the edge of the wall, but fortunately she did.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

She sat on the wall and stretched out her hand to the boy under the wall: "Come up!" ”

Behind the young man, there was a group of black clubbers with hideous faces, she leaned on the wall and stretched out her hand even more, and spoke faster: "Night blow, come up!" ”

Night Blowing didn't even try to reach her hand, his physical strength was already a little weak, and the girl's strength was so small, I wonder if the two of them would be planted here together.

"Don't stay here and drag Lao Tzu down, Lao Tzu can be alone."

He dodged the opponent's stabbing knife, grabbed the opponent's arm and twisted it, the man in front of him roared in pain, and Yebuki said to the fairy, "You get out of me." ”

Seeing that Xianxian was still sitting on the wall, and the tattooed man standing behind the little brothers had already commanded the little brother to catch her, he immediately increased his voice, like a roaring beast, "It's all said get out!" ”

So the figure of the fairy fell lightly on the other side and stood firm.

In the quiet night, separated by a wall, the muffled sound behind him was particularly clear.

It was the sound of fists slamming against people.

She hadn't expected the boy to come.

She didn't expect him to come.

Knife mouth, tofu heart.

The fairy looked at him, straightened his skirt, and walked forward.

……

Seeing the fairy running away, the tattooed tattoo with a bleeding head snorted angrily, "In order to let your woman not be wronged, I'd rather stay alone, you kid is kind enough." ”

"She's my sister!"

At this time, Yabuki didn't know what else he was explaining to these people, but he did.

His back was pressed against the wall, and in front of him were people who were pressing closely, and he could hear the footsteps of the girl fading away from him across the wall.

Gone well.

It's good to go.

He can do it alone.

There was a rusty smell of blood in his mouth.

The corners of his lips raised a bloodthirsty smile, those people beat him, he hit him back as if he didn't want to die, those fists and feet smashed at him all over the world, and he was in pain all over his body, making him hiss,, you shouldn't learn to do good deeds!

But if you do it, you can do it.

Men can't let girls get hurt.

But his stamina dropped rapidly as if he was about to be emptied.

What should he do if he can't hold on......

A knife grazed the side of his face, leaving a bloody mark, and he grasped the knife tightly with his hand, and countless blood gushed from his palm, and the pain was terrible. But he didn't have any fear, and viciously snatched the knife from the hands of the Black Society!

Yabuki didn't say another word.

Because every one of his cruel words turned into an attack at this time.

It is said that the ruthless are afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal is afraid of death.

He really fought like he didn't want to die, fierce and ruthless.

The days outside the alley are quiet, and the people in the alley are turning their backs, and blood is splashed on the wall.

"Whew"

The sound of human breathing was as thick as a bellows, and the black and astringent guilds, afraid of the cruelty of the youth, began to retreat.

The tattooed man saw that Yabuki alone had held on to more than a dozen of them for so long, covering his broken head, and his eyes were red with anger.

"There are so many of us, what are we afraid of him doing as a teenager! Hit him! Kill him, the lord covers you, I'm afraid of a yarn! ”

“……”

Night Blowing pressed his hands to his knees, bent over and lowered his eyes to breathe softly.

If he continues to fight like this, he may really not be able to hold on.

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