Chapter 473

For a moment, Fu Zhenxin is terrified.

In a hurry, she pulled a stool from the side and smashed it toward Shan Dongyang's head.

The stool is made of plastic, and Fu Zhenxin is weak. Therefore, the smash did not cause much damage to Shan Dongyang. Instead, it made him jump over the wall and hit Huang Xing violently.

Huang Xing tried to get rid of the bondage, but there was nothing he could do. Shan Dongyang is a retired military officer who has received professional training in special forces. He is like a big lock. He firmly locks Huang Xing's body and can't move.

Fu Zhenxin's tears all flow out. She yells and stops, pushing, pulling and dragging around Shan Dongyang. All kinds of ways are exhausted, but it doesn't affect Shan Dongyang at all. In a hurry, she found a teapot on the tea table. She hurriedly walked over, grabbed the teapot and smashed Shan Dongyang's head.

When he was in the army at the beginning, he could smash two bricks on his head. Therefore, this small teapot can do no harm to him.

But even so, the pain of being hit by a heavy object still makes Shan Dongyang go away. He glares at Fu Zhenxin angrily, and reflexively reaches out and touches the hit head.

This small space, let Huang Xing seize the opportunity, exhausted the whole body strength, abruptly turned over, will single Dongyang overturned on the ground, at the same time stood up.

As soon as he got up, he was like a tiger going down the mountain and a sleeping lion waking up. Shan Dongyang can no longer escape the fate of being beaten. He is pressed on the ground by Huang Xing and punched hard.

After eating the loss just now, how could Huang Xing give up easily this time? Until he was about to be exhausted, he was relieved and stopped.

Poor Shan Dongyang, who was beaten, didn't even know his mother.

Huang Xing stood up panting, pointed to Shan Dongyang on the ground and scolded: give you face, you don't want to face, Shan Dongyang, you have the ability to stand up and fight!

Shan Dongyang is lying on the ground groaning, where still has strength to stand up and continue fighting. His blurred eyes were staring at the yellow star in front of him. The spirit of wine seemed to go down, but the hatred and anger in his heart rose higher and higher. He clenched his fist and tried to hold it up, but he felt pain all over his body, and it was hard to get up for a while.

Fu Zhenxin walks to Huang Xing with concern, caresses him and asks anxiously: are you ok? Are you hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?

Huang Xing shook his head: I... I'm ok.

Fu Zhenxin asked: is it really OK?

Huang Xing stressed: skin trauma. All of them.

Fu Zhenxin thought about it and said: what should he do? Do you need to call the police?

Huang Xing said: No. Once he reports to the police, he's finished. He's breaking into a private house. If he's guilty, he'll be charged with stealing, robbing and trying to kill. He'll be finished in his life!

The reason why he said that was to scare Shan Dongyang.

But Shan Dongyang heard, but it seems to suddenly come to the spirit, loudly argued: you spit! I didn't steal, I didn't rob, I didn't kill!

Huang Xing stretched out a finger and pointed to the foot: also his mother's sophistry! Shan Dongyang, open your eyes and have a good look. You are in someone else's home, not your own! In the middle of the night, appear in other people's home, is it normal?

Shan Dongyang seems to associate with some terrible results. His lips move and he stands up slowly on the ground.

Huang Xing stretched out two fingers and asked Dan Dongyang: do you want to go away, or do you want us to call the police and let the police car take you?

Shan Dongyang gnashing his teeth: you are cruel!

"Answer me!" Huang Xing yelled fiercely.

Shan Dongyang stares at Huang Xing: today, I'm planted in your hands, but I tell you, I won't be beaten in vain. Sooner or later, I'll pay you back with interest!

"It's hard to answer back, isn't it?" Huang Xing takes a small step forward: believe it or not, I'll call the police now? You should know that you appear in other people's homes in the middle of the night, stealing, robbery, murder, rape... Many charges can be rightfully imposed on you. I've already given you a chance. I don't want to do it all. But you keep pushing me, and you sneak on me. Shan Dongyang, you really disgrace the soldiers!

Shan Dongyang's spirit weakened a lot in an instant. He drooped his head and raised his head again: OK, I'll go. Can't I go yet?

He walked to the door in confusion. Maybe he was too weak. He helped the door frame, adjusted it a little, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

Huang Xing warned: if you dare to harass Fu Zhenxin again in the future, don't blame me for being rude to you!

Shan Dongyang takes a look at Fu Zhenxin beside him. He seems to want to say something, but he suddenly holds back: No, maybe not.

Huang Xing said: remove the possibility!

Shan Dongyang didn't speak any more. He plunged into the darkness outside.

The voice control light is on. Shan Dongyang opens the elevator door and soon disappears into Huang Xing's view.

A little relieved, Huang Xing dragged his tired body, went to the sofa, sat down, took a cigarette in his mouth, and inhaled it gently.

Fu Zhenxin looks at Huang Xing's iron green cheek and says with concern: how is the injury? Do you need to go to the hospital. Or let's go and check

Huang Xing interrupts her words: didn't you say that? I'm really OK. It's just a small skin injury. Just rub some safflower oil.

Fu Zhenxin said painfully: but your face is blue, your lips are swollen, and you must be hurt, too.

Huang Xing raised his hand: go to find some safflower oil, first.

Fu Zhenxin nodded and went into the bedroom.

Huang Xing takes a look at the ground and finds that there are still traces of his fighting with Shan Dongyang, and even a few drops of blood. I don't know whether it's his own blood or Shan Dongyang's blood. This burst of fighting with all one's strength exhausted Huang Xing. Shan Dongyang is a good fighter. If Fu Zhenxin didn't hit him with a teapot just now, I'm afraid he's already in the intensive care unit of the hospital.

Fu Zhenxin quickly found safflower oil and a box of Yunnan Baiyao. Huang Xing took off his coat, and Fu Zhenxin carefully helped him apply the medicine, and tears came out involuntarily.

Huang Xing asked: what are you crying for? This little injury is nothing.

A drop of tears fell on Huang Xing's abdomen. Fu Zhenxin quickly wiped it dry: it's all me, it's all because of me, you're hurt

Huang Xing stressed: I'm not for you.

Fu Zhenxin is stunned.

Huang Xing then added: I am for justice, justice is to stop the occurrence of evil! I don't allow people to bully my friends and relatives under my nose.

Fu Zhenxin blushed and hesitated: am I your relative, friend or

Zodiac: kind of... Relatives.

relatives? Fu Zhenxin said: why relatives?

Huang Xing said: in my heart, you are like a sister of mine.

Fu Zhenxin's lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to correct Huang Xing's point of view, but she still forbeared. She looked at Huang Xing's strong muscles and the color of blue and purple, and her heart was like five flavors rolling‘ Elder sister... Elder brother-in-law, if my elder sister asks you, how do you get the injuries on your body and face? What do you say?

Huang Xing said: it's true, of course.

Fu Zhenxin asked: will my sister... Misunderstand us?

What's the misunderstanding? Zodiac: maybe. Your sister is very sensitive now. There are too many misunderstandings between us. Why not misunderstand again?

Fu Zhenxin stressed: but I don't want my sister to misunderstand you, I hope you... Hello!

Huang Xing asked: the truth?

Fu Zhenxin nodded fiercely, but at the same time, the white light in her eyes dropped down again and splashed on Huang Xing's skin.

Huang Xing felt that the crystal wet, as if with temperature.

I don't know why, at this moment, there is a special sadness and happiness in Huang Xing's heart. This kind of sadness and happiness intertwined with each other, pestering his contradictory heart together. It is sad that Fu Zhenxin, a beautiful, lovely and kind girl, was cruelly abandoned by herself; Happy is, at this time she is still as before, meticulous care of themselves, concerned about themselves. She hasn't changed. She's still Fu Zhenxin.

Huang Xing shakes his head thoughtfully. He doesn't know why he shakes his head. Maybe he is just helpless about the difficult love between himself and Fu Jie.

After wiping the medicine, Fu Zhenxin said: don't rush to get dressed. Let's hang it for a while.

Huang Xing nodded, feeling that there was some coolness in the place where the safflower oil had been wiped.

Until Fu Zhenxin's delicate hand gently rubbed on him. Huang Xing feels that all his hair is standing up. He can't amuse himself. This kind of ambiguous treatment. Although, perhaps Fu Zhenxin massage for him, just want to make safflower oil absorbed by the skin faster. But such a beautiful and charming girl, such a gentle action, it is very easy for a physiological normal man to have some special reactions.

Huang Xing said repeatedly: No, No.

Fu Zhenxin said softly: be obedient, I will help you recover faster. Don't feel the pain. Bear it.

Huang Xing's whole body softened, and the pain of kneading the wound seemed so insignificant under her tender tenderness.

She released a familiar fragrance, which was once the most infatuated flavor of Huang Xing.

And this beautiful face, he wanted to reach out and touch again, but his hand, just moved, he gave up the idea. He felt that he could no longer hurt her.

Fu Zhenxin's hand is very light and soft. She has rubbed almost every part of the body where the safflower oil has been wiped. She looks at Huang Xing painfully and wants to transfer the pain to herself.

"By the way, is there any injury on your leg..." Fu Zhenxin suddenly realized.

Huang Xing Leng for a moment, just now he has forgotten, thigh and calf pain. Through Fu Zhenxin's reminder, he felt that his legs were injured to varying degrees. But the injury on the leg, how can let Fu Zhenxin wipe again? So Huang Xing shook his head against his heart: No... no... no injury on his leg. Fu Zhenxin seems to have seen through Huang Xing's mind. She reaches out her hand and taps it on his thigh: you lie! let me have a look! This shot happened to capture a wound of Huang Xing, and he couldn't help but "ouch", a kind of hot pain, straight to the heart.