Being heavily thrown on a broken mat, several people came to her, rubbing their hands one by one, and the fundus of their eyes was full of colouring and bewildering light.
Mo Wei Yi moves his body to hide, and the mood at the bottom of his eyes is complex.
There's anger, there's fear, there's a belief that life hangs in the line of self-help.
"Who are you, and who ordered you to do so?"
Mo Wei Yi hid in the corner and slowly supported the wall, thinking of getting up first.
If she wants to escape safely, she must be calm and calm again. These people are fighting for wisdom and courage.
So what she's doing now is all about procrastinating and fighting for time to escape.
"You need to know that. You just need to know that your brothers will treat you well." One of them stepped forward and said in a flurry. He wanted to reach for her.
Her back, which had been standing up slowly, was close to the wall, and she had been observing the surrounding situation quietly under the look of tension and fear.
When she felt that she was winning, she suddenly raised her foot and directly kicked the man who was reaching for her.
Half with a scream, the goods and his friends behind him fell down several times in a row.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Wei Yi picked up a wooden stick beside him, smashed it at those people, and then ran away.
"Dammit, stop for me!" Look at her running. The first one who was kicked got up from the place, shouting and chasing outside.
After running for a few steps, he didn't forget to yell at some brothers behind him, "hurry up, you two women can't deal with it. It's a bunch of rubbish."
At this time, Tang Shaojie, who had been hiding in the dark to watch the play, saw that Mo Weiyi ran out and could not sit down immediately. He waved to Huang Mao, who was following him, "stop people quickly!"
Huang Mao had that kind of idea for Mo Wei. Naturally, he didn't want her to run away. He didn't even want to rush out.
"Stop for me!" Huang Mao came face to face and grabbed the wooden stick in Mo Wei's hand. He reached out to hold her in his arms.
When Mo Weiyi ran out of the factory, he looked behind them to see if they had caught up with him. He thought that one of them would rush out in the face. He didn't have any preparation at all. Naturally, the stick in his hand was easily robbed and thrown away.
When she wanted to hide, it was too late. She put her arms around her and tried to plot against her.
"Let me go..." Mo Weiyi resisted all over, struggling desperately, and was almost nauseous.
"Let it go..."
"don't be afraid, Miss Mo, I don't believe you haven't played with others for such a long time. Don't pretend... Huang Mao drags her to another room and brings her with him. His mouth is full of foul language.
"Go away!"
Mo Wei Yi tried to pull with him. In a hurry, he stepped on Huang Mao's foot.
"Ah, you've just stepped on the old capital." Yellow hair hurt the jump feet, naturally released her.
Mo Wei Yi took advantage of this opportunity to mend his foot and watch him fall to the ground in pain. Then he ran out again.
"Come on, chase me... Oh, it hurts..."
a few of the little gangsters in it rushed out like a swarm, let the factory gate rush out, and they were still shouting.
"Stop, stinky women... Stop"
the other side.
Xiao Yulin and Mo Weiyi didn't receive a reply via wechat for half a day. They thought it was strange, so they dialed the phone to go there... B