"Get out of the way." He said coldly. His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable domineering tone.
A gust of cold wind passed over the plains, and the garbage accumulated on the road for a long time looked like fallen leaves. A few young people trembled, and the originally gloomy sky was mixed with cold rain, falling indistinctly.
"Brother, let's go. Look, it's raining. It's not worth having to deal with yourself for a thousand yuan." The fat man said timidly and wanted to escape.
"If you dare to leave, I'll break your legs." The bald man twisted his face ferociously and glared at him with fierce eyes.
Mu Niancheng walked forward step by step, unhurriedly. He looked calm and arrogant as if facing the admirers, his noble attitude revealed in his expression.
Several gangster youths retreated step by step.
"Stop, if you don't stop we will take action." The bald man pulled out the dagger from his waist, the cold light flashing, fueling their arrogance.
Mu Niancheng didn't say anything, he just pressed closer and closer, the distance between them gradually getting closer.
"Come on, this kid is too crazy, teach him a lesson."
The bald head called out, and several gangsters swarmed up and started calling Mu Nian City.
Mu Niancheng had only roughly practiced boxing. He admitted that he spent most of his time on the computer. He also knew that as long as he gave an order, the world's top killers would swarm in.
So he felt that he did not need to kill in a moment's self-defense.
After fighting for several rounds, he discovered that he was wrong.
He was alone today because he had to avoid that smelly girl.
He received a heavy punch on his arm, and his slightly thin body shook and staggered. The bald man's dagger arrived in an instant, and he hurriedly snatched it from the other side. However, he didn't pay attention to the thin man.
Sweeping his legs, he fell to the ground in a panic.
"Brother, this kid finally fell down. Today I want to give him a good beating. He just punched me," the fat man with black eye circles yelled wildly, and the animalistic nature in his body was aroused.
"Fight, hit me hard, get back all the punches we just received." Baldhead ordered, and several pairs of fists fell.
"Stop, you gangsters, don't hit Brother Chengcheng."
Ouyang Yiman screamed and rushed over, throwing her small body on Mu Niancheng's body.
The man's fist fell on her back, and she heard the sound of bones breaking. There was a stabbing pain in her ribs, and cold sweat fell down her cheeks.
She gritted her teeth and did not let out a cry of pain.
In just an instant, rainy fists fell on her back, her arms, her legs, all over her body, without exception.
The raindrops became denser.
Mu Niancheng felt the weight on his body, and the moment he understood that it was Ouyang Yiman, an uncontrollable anger suddenly burst out. He stood up and knocked her to the ground. With a roar, he waved the schoolbag in his hand and hit the ruffians.
Ouyang Yiman suddenly fell to the ground, and a deeper sting came. She felt something pierced into an organ. The pain made her tremble all over, and her gums bled from biting down.
She stumbled to her feet, stood firmly, and rushed towards the gangsters around Mu Niancheng.
Every time she took a step, she felt as if a sharp knife was inserted under her ribs, cutting the intact skin on her body.
"Brother Cheng, let me help you." She called and rushed to Mu Niancheng's side.
"Get away." He pushed her away angrily and rushed towards the gangsters angrily.
With a "pop", she seemed to be unable to withstand his push and fell to the ground. This time, she did not stand up quickly. Her entire pale face was glowing with a deathly gray color. She closed her eyes and was so painful that she couldn't breathe.
After finally taking a breath, she stood up again. She didn't want him to see that she was hurt, and she didn't want him to think that she was a burden.
Sweat and tears mixed together, mixed with increasingly dense raindrops, and fell into the soil.
"Brother, this person is just a lunatic. Let's retreat." The fat man screamed, trying to escape.
"Yes, brother, I feel like he will kill us all here. The murderous aura in his body is too strong. No, fat man, boss, it's important to save your life. I don't want this money anymore."
The thin man whined, turned his face and ran away behind him.
As soon as he escaped, the fat man was not willing to lag behind, and followed him closely. It was urgent to escape for his life.
The bald man looked back, and then looked at Mu Niancheng. His eyes were blood red, and he was spraying two scorching flames. His whole body was like a vengeful god, and his overwhelming momentum made people breathless.
He turned around and shouted, "Quickly retreat."
Just run away.
At this time, the sky was getting darker and the rain was falling harder. It hit Mu Niancheng's body and blended into his wet clothes without leaving a trace.
"Brother Chengcheng." Ouyang Yiman came up from behind and took his arm.
"Go away, don't follow me. Who asked you to protect me? Who asked you to follow me? I can handle my own affairs, why do you interfere?"
Mu Niancheng pushed her away savagely and roared furiously at her.
He doesn't need the protection of others, let alone the protection of a girl. Who does she think she is? Does she think she has the body of King Kong? She actually blocks his fist for him in a self-righteous way.
Ouyang Yiman's body was like a broken doll, hitting the wall beside her. The pain that originally made her breathless penetrated into her bones.
She closed her eyes and tears flowed into her heart, too bitter to swallow.
Mu Niancheng didn't like crying, so she didn't allow herself to cry, even if it hurt her eyes to bleed.
"The car has left, and we have to get wet in the rain." Looking back and catching a glimpse of her pale face, his heart was suddenly stabbed. His voice softened unconsciously, and after finishing speaking coldly, he picked up his schoolbag and wiped the corners of his lips.
bloodshot and walked forward.
"Chengcheng..."
Ouyang Yiman shouted, but the last two words were lost in the wind and rain.
He lowered his head and followed.
The rain became heavier, and the autumn rain poured down on them. The cold night wind blew by, blowing their already wet clothes.
Every time Ouyang Yiman took a step, she felt like her heart was being cut by a knife, like a sharp-beaked bird and beast, pecking at her heart, the pain of falling apart, the tearing pain, the ### pain.
, the pain of cutting, the pain of biting, attacked her.
She didn't know what was wrong with her. She touched her body and found that there were no wounds on her body, but why was it so painful?
In the rain, she gradually lost sight of Mu Niancheng's figure in front of her. In her sight, the boy's figure was always far away and sometimes near, indistinctly there.
Just like at this moment, she clearly couldn't see him, but suddenly, she saw his cold figure standing in front of her, motionless. Occasionally, under the residual light of a street lamp, he stood like a thin messenger in the dark night.
There. Waiting for her.
She held on to the pole of a street lamp to stand, otherwise she would have fallen down.
She couldn't fall down, couldn't.
After regaining her composure, she continued walking forward. She couldn't let Mu Niancheng wait for her in the rain. She would feel distressed. She already felt the pain, which was more heartbreaking than the pain on her body.
Mu Niancheng didn't look back, but he could hear her footsteps, which were a little staggering, but she still walked towards him.
When she gradually came closer, he took steps forward again.
He told himself that he was taking care of her like this because he was worried about his mother being angry. Along the way, he used this reason to convince himself and suppressed the beating worry in his heart.
Her feet slipped, and Ouyang Yiman stumbled forward a few steps, then fell to the ground with a "pop" sound, her face pressed against a large puddle. Mud water immediately splashed on her hair and face.
Between my breaths, I felt itchy and choked.
The pain under her ribs reminded her soberly that she couldn't move. Her whole body was stiff as if she was constantly moving. She couldn't lift her arms, let alone stand up.
He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the blurry figure in front of him. He stopped.
"Brother Chengcheng." She called out for help.
The sound was weak, drowned in the pounding rain, and blown down into the darkness by the cold wind. There were very few pedestrians on this road.
Darkness is like a devil opening its bloody mouth to devour all living things.
She cried. In the darkness, in the heavy rain, and in the shrill scream of the cold wind, she burst into tears.
It seems that only crying can release the indifference and disregard she has endured for so many years. Only crying can make her pain less severe. Only crying can make her heart temporarily forget the disappointment and frustration.
The cry is like a lonely soul floating in the autumn night. It makes this autumn rain dyed with the color of blood.
The miserable wind, bitter rain, mournful cries, and howls all mixed together and reached the ears of Mu Nian City.
A look of emotion flashed across his already stiff face, but it was only for an instant as the harder ice froze.
You stinky girl, you want to cry to impress me, but what kind of trick do you want to do?
If you want to cry, then cry hard. After you finish crying, go back to your Australia.
With you gone, my life is back on track.
Two figures, one standing and one lying down, were in a stalemate in the darkness.
Gradually, the crying became quieter.
Ouyang Yiman closed her eyes. She didn't want to struggle anymore. She wanted to take a rest. She was too tired. Now she couldn't feel the pain, it was painless.
A sad smile appeared on her pale face. It turns out that you can get used to pain. Then let's continue.
Her consciousness gradually became blurred, and she felt that countless star-like bright spots were flashing in front of her eyes. Little by little, her eyes were dazzled. She fell forward, resting her arms on her arms, and lost consciousness.
Mu Niancheng's ears were filled with the sound of wind and rain.
Why don't you cry?
He thought she was going to cry for a while.
He turned to look at her and lay motionless on the ground. He felt his heart was suddenly pulled, and turned around and walked towards her.
The car lights were like two rays, they flashed a few times and stopped at the edge of the road.
The door was pushed open eagerly, and Mu Lengrui walked over anxiously, "Chengcheng, I finally found you, where is Manman?"
Mu Niancheng bent down to pick up Ouyang Yiman, but straightened up. Looking at Mu Lengrui, his nose felt sour.
"Daddy." He opened his mouth and swayed. Mu Lengrui rushed over and supported him.
Dai Yuxiao rushed into the rain and saw Ouyang Yiman lying on the ground at a glance. He exclaimed, "Manman." He rushed over and hugged Ouyang Yiman who had fainted on the ground.
"Husband, hurry up, Manman has fainted."
She choked and shouted.
"Daddy, I'm fine, save her quickly." Mu Niancheng pushed Mu Lengrui away, and his face regained its clarity.
"You go back to the car first." Mu Lengrui glanced at him worriedly. The torn wound on Mu Niancheng's wrist was still bleeding.
Without caring much, he picked up Ouyang Yiman who was cold on the ground and returned to the car.
"It hurts... it hurts... it hurts."
Ouyang Yiman's face was pale, her bloodless lips were murmuring, her brows were furrowed tightly, and tears overflowed from under her long eyelashes.
Dai Yuxiao's eyes were moist, even when he fainted. What happened? Where was the injury?
"Dean Luo? I have two patients here. We are going all out to rescue them. We have to be quick." Mu Lengrui hung up the phone and the car roared towards the city.
"Daddy, slow down." Mu Niancheng said in a low voice, looking in the rearview mirror.
Dai Yuxiao stroked Ouyang Yiman's body up and down. She wanted to see where the injury was first?
"Mommy, you will only make her hurt more." He turned back irritably, said nothing, and turned his face stubbornly. He was worried about her, he was really worried about her. Damn it.
As soon as the limited-edition black Buick drove into the hospital, a stretcher was rolled over.
Soon, Ouyang Yiman was pushed into the emergency room that integrated examination and treatment.
Mu Lengrui held Dai Yuxiao's shoulders and comforted him: "Baby, it's okay. It will be okay."
"Chengcheng, how could you let Manman get hurt like that?" Dai Yuxiao suddenly remembered something and turned around to question Mu Niancheng, who had been following behind.