The man was about to continue his next move and continue to fight, when he was kicked down by Wu Shixun's hind foot
Wu Shixun sat on top of him and beat him fiercely,
Punch after punch...
Bo Xian fell on me
I touched the back of his head and a wet mass flowed out
I knew it was blood...
I saw my hands full of blood
A feeling like falling into a dazzling hole in the dark turned into tears and snatched them out of his eyes... The voice stuck in his mouth couldn't be said
"Uncle... Bo Xian"
Bien Boxian smiled at me
Try to reach out and wipe my tears
"Nuannuan, don't... cry"
He slowly closed his eyes and passed out
I shook Boxian hard
"Don't sleep, don't sleep..."
Tears splashed on his face, slightly splashing into a wave...
I looked at Wu Shixun in despair, unable to say a complete sentence
"Shi... Xun, Bo Xian... he"
Because there are too many people, Wu Shixun is unarmed, and they all have weapons, and they can't support it a little bit
Even if he is great, he can't handle so many people
He walked towards me, looked at Bo Xian, and frowned
I'm about to pick up Bo Xian
Because our attention is all on Bo Xian, we don't pay attention to the person behind us
He slowly picked up the stick
And then...
I found the guy in the back and was about to tell Se-hoon
"Shixun..."
Bang...
He moves faster than me
It's too late
I watched Se-hoon get knocked down on me and Bo-hyun
Wu Shixun protected the two of us, bleeding from his mouth but swallowing it
Strongly support the body, block the two of us
Bite a few words out of your mouth
"Nuannuan, don't... be afraid"
That person seemed to want to beat Se-hoon to death, hitting Se-hoon one by one
Every hit
Oh Shixun spit out an extra mouthful of blood from his mouth
"Don't... don't..."
My face was full of Se-hoon's blood and tears, looking at him distressed
"Shixun,... I beg you, get up quickly... I'll let you get up"
I cried to get him up
He will die
The perseverance in his eyes
Said to me in a voice
"Die... all... no, yes"
The body was about to lose its grip, but it held on as if nothing could make him leave
Because he knew...
The two people under him
One was his brother...
One was his lover...
Wu Shixun snorted, sweat mixed with blood running down his face
I saw that man picked up the knife and smiled weirdly at me
"This kid is quite infatuated! None of them can escape. When you go to hell, you can play brother and lover."
He looked at Wu Shixun fiercely
"Please... don't hurt them."
I prayed and cried to him
Look at his knife
An unprecedented sense of fear came
The person on him...
But she, Wu Wennuan, was a boy who had been distressed from childhood to adulthood...
He can't be okay...
Absolutely not.
