Song Tao dragged the people to an alley not far away.

Seven or eight people who were accompanied by the strong man were all dragged over.

"Come on, King Bug, do it." Song Tao hooked his fingers at them, "It's not a man who doesn't dare to do it." ”

Wang Hu slammed the ground, bounced up, and pounced on Song Tao.

Song Tao had already predicted it, and flicked his sleeves.

Flutter!

The soil that Wang Hu was holding in his hand was scattered towards Song Tao.

was blocked by Song Tao's sleeve, and he threw it back against Wang Hu himself.

"Puff ......"

Wang Hu was unguarded and ate a mouthful of soil. And the earth sprinkled his head all over his face, and blinded his eyes.

"You...... Not! ”

Before he could open his eyes, Song Tao kicked him in the stomach.

Wang Hu knelt on the ground...... It hurt so much that I fainted.

He suspected that this kick had kicked him to the ground and rotted his stomach!

"Taste it for yourself."

Song Tao was not in a hurry at all, but like a cat playing with a mouse, giving him enough time to get up.

"Come on, come again."

Song Tao seemed to be smiling, "Your father didn't teach you, real men never beat women?" Your father didn't teach you, but today your grandfather Song taught you. ”

Song Tao slapped him in the face.

"Whew......" Wang Hu screamed.

He only felt a fishy sweet taste in his mouth, and when he opened his mouth, he vomited, not only spit out a mouthful of thick blood, but also had two big yellow teeth.

"Song Tao? Which way is it mixed up? I, Wang Hu, remember you! ”

Wang Hu staggered to his feet.

"Young Master, Young Master Jin is back......" Song Tao's subordinate whispered in his ear.

Song Tao lowered his eyes and hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Okay, come on, the eight of you go up together. If you can win against me today, I will let you go.

"If you can't win, this street belongs to me, get away from it in the future! Don't let me see you again! ”

Song Tao said deliberately.

Wang Hu frowned at him, "Are you here to grab the land?" Brothers, come on! ”

Originally, he had been scared.

But eight against one! There's a play!

Song Tao waved his hand and told his men to take a few steps back.

Wang Hu is also ruthless enough.

Eight people surrounded Song Tao and prepared to fight in groups.

Song Tao controlled his strength, trying not to kill them.

As he fought, he listened to the movement outside the alley.

When he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps, he suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth.

He deliberately showed his flaws to this group of ruffians.

Wang Hu, a group of ruffians, saw that eight people couldn't beat one of them, so they suddenly became ruthless, took out a sharp knife from their sleeves, and stabbed Song Tao.

Song Tao took his arm to block.

"Hiss......"

Crimson blood gushed out, instantly wetting the sleeves of his shirt.

"Be careful!" There was an exclamation at the mouth of the alley.

Song Tao's heart trembled, he didn't control his strength, and swung his fist over.

Bang! Wang Hu fell to the ground.

The other seven were a little confused...... Did you just barely get to a draw? Why is the boss suddenly not working?

"Run!" Seven people see that something is wrong, and the boss is not good!

They turned around and ran across the alley.

Song Tao's subordinates received the young master's "eye signal", and hurriedly chased after him...... In fact, they don't have to chase, there are their people on the other side of the alley!

But the young master ...... Maybe they're in the way here?

Wen Jin stepped forward quickly.

"I ...... Ahem, hurt. Song Tao covered his arm.

Wen Jin glanced at him, "I saw it."

"I have medicine in the car, you come with me to the shop and bandage you."

Song Tao's overly fair face revealed a suspicious pale pink......

Wen Jin only looked at the knife wound on his arm, but didn't pay attention.

Song Tao followed her to the second floor of the shop.

Banxia brought the medicine box in the car.

Wen Jin cut open his sleeves, revealing his white arms...... This man is too white.

But he wasn't as thin as he looked, at least the obvious muscular lines could be seen on his arms.

This is probably the way to look thin in clothes and have meat in undressing. With lean muscles and well-proportioned lines, he doesn't look weak.

"The wound is a bit deep and the wound is too long, so it's better to stitch it up, it will heal faster." Wen Jin stared at the wound and said.

Song Tao was a little distracted......

She has a lotus fragrance on her body, which is particularly fresh and refreshing...... It's exactly the same as the fairy in his dream.

Song Tao's face was hot......

"Young Master Song is not afraid of stitches, right?" Wen Jin asked again.

Song Tao came back to his senses at this time, "Uh, don't be afraid, sew." ”

He felt a little strange at this point......

In the past, whenever a woman approached him, he would be uncomfortable and irresistible.

In order to prove that he is not sick, he also asked people to pick beauties from Shikoku with different styles and send them to his bed......

But that kind of psychological rejection, even when he approached the bedside, he wanted to slap them to death with a slap in disgust.

He can't forget that rainy night, he cried and begged his mother to ...... for him Stay! Don't abandon him, don't go!

But my mother left without hesitation......

At this moment, Wen Jin was so close to him, he didn't have the slightest disgust.

Opposite...... There was a little joy in his heart.

He glanced at Wen Jin quickly...... As if she was afraid of being discovered.

But he was completely overwhelmed.

Wen Jin didn't look at him at all.

All she had in her eyes was the knife cut.

She cleaned the wound and prepared strangely shaped curved needles, with translucent threads soaked in a lightly scented liquid.

"This is sheep intestine, which will be absorbed by the skin, and there is no need to remove the sutures later." Wen Jin explained as he pricked needles in his neck and arms.

He intuitively felt that half of his body was numb and sore......

But it was also strange that he did not feel the needle and thread as it passed through his flesh.

He thought it was going to hurt a lot...... My teeth were clenched, and I ...... Don't feel it?

……

Oiran is ready to die today.

How easy it was for her to escape from that place!

"I'd rather die! It will no longer be a man's plaything! ”

When she thought she was going to die.

Song Tao descended like a god and grabbed Wang Hu's wrist.

Wang Hu added her violence and humiliation! Song Tao returned them one by one!

Oiran knew he was wounded.

She made a special trip to the nearby shop to buy good snacks and expensive fruits from Kyoto, and put a fruit plate to send them.

She was about to step on the second floor when she heard Song Tao's voice......

"If you're not mistaken, isn't she the Oiran who caused Young Master Wen to be imprisoned? How do you get her in your shop? ”

Oiran suddenly stopped, leaned his back against the wall, held his breath, and pricked up his ears.

"She redeemed herself, and she has no relatives in Kyoto, and she has nowhere to go." Wen Jin said.

"Do you pity her?" Song Tao asked.

Wen Jin paused, "It's not pitiful. You can change the word...... Like, appreciation? Appreciated? ”

"Oh, that's ridiculous." Song Tao sneered, "You are pregnant with the princess and admire a woman in a green house?" ”

Wen Jin glanced at him, "Didn't you save people today?" ”

"I shot because ...... I want to cooperate with you and send you a personal favor. Song Tao said.

Wen Jin didn't take it, "She is no longer a Qinglou woman, so she doesn't have to be mean to her past identity."

"I admire her because she is not willing to let herself go. When given the opportunity, try to escape. The limitations of society make it difficult for her to stand on her own as a little woman.

"But it's not her fault, it's the society's fault! I didn't let her stay in the shop because I pity anyone. Her vision, her insight, can revive this shop that is about to close.

"This is her ability and the value she creates. It's not charity, it's not pity. ”