"Stop!" A Bing yells at Qiao Yisen and moves the knife to Ruan Xiaoxi's face to cut her face.
Joyson wanted to fly to Ruan Creek, but he had to stop.
Even if he was angry, he could not ignore Ruan Xiaoxi's life.
"What's the matter, Mr. Qiao, do you want your wife to break up?" A Bing stares at Ruan Xiaoxi's face and asks.
"Don't touch her. Maybe I can consider letting you live, but if you dare to hurt her, you can't bear the consequences." Said joyson, gritting his teeth.
He said, staring at the hand that a Bing touched Ruan brook just now. If the eye is a sharp blade, he has cut off a Bing's hand.
"Up to now, Joe always dares to say such big words. Isn't he afraid of flashing his tongue?" A Bing said with pride.
"That's to say, I don't want to pick up a place to talk big. Don't you see where it is? Now you and your women are in our hands. If you dare to speak to brother Bing like this again, your tongue will be cut off. "
One of the little gangsters said harshly.
This kind of cruel words had no deterrent effect on joyson. But Ruan Xiaoxi, who had been frightened, shivered when he heard this.
After all, at this time, I'm a butcher, and I dare not offend this gang.
"Don't act rashly..." Ruan Bing interrupted: "I haven't started yet."
A few punks understand that a Bing is asking them to get rid of joyson. The little gangster with the stick, almost without hesitation, swung the stick from behind joyson.
The stick fell on joyson's shoulder, and he staggered twice, barely making himself stand still, looking back at the man who laid his hand on him.
As soon as I could see the man's face clearly, another stick came down and was about to fall on Joe Eason's head.
Ruan Xiaoxi, regardless of her own safety, pushed away a Bing with all her strength, stood up and ran towards Qiao Yisen. But after two steps, she fell to the ground, so she landed on her hands and climbed to Qiao Yisen with difficulty.
"Joyson, joyson..." As he climbed, he called joyson's name.
Hearing Ruan Xiaoxi's call, joyson wants to turn around. At this moment, the stick falls on joyson's head.
For a moment, he felt that the sky was dim and the earth was spinning. Ruan Xiaoxi's voice seemed to reverberate in his ears, and her voice and smile seemed to be in front of him.
Ruan Xiaoxi was so scared that she could not say a word when she saw the blood flowing down Qiao Yisen's head.
Her mouth was O-shaped, and she felt pain in her heart. But she knew that she couldn't faint because joyson needed her now.
Don't know where the strength comes from, Ruan Xiaoxi stands up, rushes to Qiao Yisen, catches his tottering body.
But at this time, she couldn't bear his weight at all, holding his body, two people sliding on the ground together.
"Joyson, joyson, joyson..." Holding joyson's head, she cried and called his name.
His face was covered with blood, but she couldn't clean him up.
She tried to cover his wound to stop bleeding, but she could not see where the wound was hidden in her hair.
Tears can not stop her fear, her heartache, helpless, at a loss.
An unprecedented feeling lingers in my heart. It's a feeling of fear of losing. I don't want to see him disappear in front of me.
Now who can help her, help her save him. There was no one, no one. There were only ferocious gangsters in front of us.