Chapter 239： What if my brother is too good (28)

Chapter 239 What if my brother is too good (28)

The man was in front of Shiyou, but he had no ability to resist.

Shiyou raised his foot and kicked his lower body, the man immediately screamed like a pig, clutching somewhere and fell to the ground, rolling around in pain.

The door of the office was suddenly knocked open, and a violent boy broke in.

He seemed to have just been caught in the rain, his hair was hanging down, and the tips of his hair were still dripping with water, sliding down the bridge of his tall nose.

seemed to sense her gaze, and their eyes met in the air.

Shiyu suddenly felt a thud in his heart.

Chu Xingchen was filled with anger that was about to pierce the sky into a hole.

"Can people without parents be bullied at will?"

He kept his voice extremely low, his eyes filled with frost, as if holding back his anger.

"She is my younger sister, and I said I would protect her from harm."

"Damn you!"

The boy's eyes were so cold that he didn't have any emotion.

"I know I was wrong, you forgive me, I won't dare..." The man begged for mercy hoarsely.

The    boy was unmoved, punched him in the face one by one, even ignoring the blood from his hand.

"Brother, stop fighting!"

Chu Xingchen didn't seem to hear anything, just stared at the man in front of him, punch after punch.

I saw the man turn his face sideways, spitting out the blood from his mouth, and completely fainted.

Shiyou looked at the dying man, she hurriedly held Chu Xingchen's hand, and shouted with all her strength, "Brother, if you fight again, you will die!"

Chu Xingchen did not stop, he was completely out of control.

The beast that was screaming in the depths of his heart made him unable to think rationally, and his clenched fists had already been opened, but he still refused to let go of this beast.

If he really let him fight again, he was afraid that he would lose his life to this man.

Shi You clenched his fists, closed his eyes, threw his whole body forward, and pushed Chu Xingchen fiercely: "Brother, wake me up!"

The waving fist stopped. Chu Xingchen, who was lying on the ground, only felt that his whole body was out of strength. The cold sweat on his forehead slid down the corner of his forehead, and even his breathing became heavier.

Chu Xingchen half-kneeled in front of her, the anger in his eyes slowly subsided, becoming as clean and pure as usual.

But his face was covered with blood, his eyelashes were congealed with blood beads, his clean white school uniform was stained with blood stains, and his eyes were frighteningly cold.

"Brother~" Shiyou called him.

Chu Xingchen regained his senses, lowered his head and saw the blood on his hands, but his face turned pale in an instant.

He looked in disbelief at the man beside him who was dying of blood, and slowly opened his eyes.

"I... this is what I did..."

He bent down, his back trembling.

Desperately trying to wipe the blood from his hands, the opened flesh was once again lifted.

He seemed to feel no pain, and his whole body was shaking violently.

But no matter how hard he tried, his blood-stained hands would never be clean again.

In the end, he hid his hands behind him, looked up at Shi You, and his tone was almost pleading: "Youyou, I was wrong, don't be afraid of me, okay?"

Those dark pupils seemed to be covered with dark clouds at this time, depressed, comprehensible, pale, and lost their soul.

Shiyou sucked in her slightly sour nose, reached out and took out a clean handkerchief from her pocket. The handkerchief was the one that Chu Xingchen wiped her face for the first time.

Shiyou folded the handkerchief twice, pulled Chu Xingchen's still bleeding hand, and gently bandaged him.

When Yuu was about to wrap up, he suddenly retracted his hand and pulled off the handkerchief wrapped around his hand with force, and the wound opened again in an instant.

"What are you doing?" Shiyou almost cried.

(end of this chapter)