No matter how painful the sound was, the thick steel pipe still hit Yan Yeyi's body sideways, and then... The man in black was like an executioner. Every blow to Yan Yeyi's body hurt more than the blow to mine.
ten times
Maybe it was due to overdraft, but Yan Yeyi's stiff brow couldn't withstand the random beatings of two big men.
I struggled, cried, and didn't even dare to look at the scene in front of me.
"Boom" and another stick blow, "Don't..." My sharp voice stung my eardrums. In front of Yan Ye's forehead, a wisp of blood flowed from his hair, flowing down every heart, and dripped to the corner of his mouth.
Yan Yeyi, it hurts, my heart hurts more than ever
"Ye..." The calm Yin Beisha also screamed. She suddenly rushed out from me, trying to use her body to block the vicious steel pipe for Yan Yeyi.
"I want to die." Unexpectedly, the two men in black suddenly stopped. Li Qian was so angry that she rushed from my side to stop Yin Beisha, as if she was afraid that the two men in black would take care of Yin Beisha.
When Li Qian was about to take three steps away from me, Yan Yeyi suddenly stood up and rushed forward and took the knife out of Li Qian's hand. His palm was cut, and he weakly held me in his arms and blocked it with his back.
Swinging down the steel rod
"Honey..." He was really tired. Even his voice when calling me was so weak. The steel pipe fists and kicks fell on his back. He looked so tired while holding me.
"Does it hurt?" Through his body, every blow penetrated my heart.
"I'm fine..." Yan Yeyi's slight gasp hit my ear. It turned out that listening to these three weak words made my heart hurt so much.
"How about you be my trophy?" I kissed the side of his face and couldn't bear to let go.
"Okay..." As if there was a tacit understanding, Yan Yeyi also kissed my cheek.
I slowly moved my hands up along the iron pipe that I was handcuffed to. When I got to the approximate position, I grabbed the iron pipe with my hands, clamped the knife under my feet with both feet, and tried my best to seize the opportunity.
Yan Yeyi suddenly ducked sideways. I grabbed the iron pipe tightly, propped up my body, pushed my waist hard, and kicked my legs. The knife under my feet pierced a foot that was coming towards me.
With a scream, I kicked my legs and spun my body again, using all my strength, I swept across the waist of the last man in black.
Before he could grab my feet, I quickly poured out my strength and kicked him hard below the abdomen. Then with another miserable scream, I fell firmly into Yan Yeyi's arms.