I saved the paranoid after wearing the book

Chapter 36: The Young Master of the Shen Family

Shen Yuanzhou raised his eyes and looked at him, his thin lips parted slightly: "You still have three seconds."

"three"

"two"

The hand holding the collar slowly tightened.

The pupils of the person pressed against the wall shrank slightly, swallowed the blood in his throat, and before the "one" came out, he hurriedly said, "It's the young master of the Shen family, Shen Jianlin!"

"He gave us a sum of money and arranged for us to surround and beat you together, regardless of disability, really!"

Shen Yuanzhou suddenly paused, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his expression couldn't be seen clearly.

"is it?"

He asked lightly.

In the cold tone, it seemed that he didn't trust what he heard, and it seemed that he was mocking.

The person on the wall whimpered and wanted to explain, but before he opened his mouth to say anything, he was hit by another heavy punch and cursed secretly.

"You, didn't you say... as long as I confess the person behind it... I won't beat you?"

"Have it?"

Then he punched again.

All internal organs are painful.

Blood spewed out from the mouth and nose, and dripped down, staining the scarlet dirt all over the floor.

When Zhuang Sining came over, he saw this scene.

The young man became ruthless, and punched and punched the man. The man's face was covered with blood, his eyes were dull, and he was about to pass out.

There was a strong smell of blood all around.

I'm afraid that if the fight continues, people will die.

Zhuang Sining's heart clenched into a ball, and without caring to catch her breath, she ran over and tightly held Shen Yuanzhou's hands from behind.

"Yuanzhou, don't fight anymore, if you fight again, you will die!"

With the familiar temperature on the back of his hand, Shen Yuanzhou frowned, and his movements suddenly froze.

He took a deep breath, slowly suppressed the violence in his eyes, and let go of his fist.

"let go."

"You won't fight anymore?"

Zhuang Sining didn't quite believe him.

Shen Yuanzhou was silent for a few seconds, and then gave a faint "hmm".

Only then did Zhuang Sining let go of her hand and took a step back.

When the confinement was over, Shen Yuanzhou squeezed the wrist of the man's collar hard, and threw him out heavily.

The person who was about to faint, was thrown into severe pain all over his body, and he regained his senses.

Shen Yuanzhou stepped on his chest, looked down at him condescendingly, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Go back and tell Shen Jianlin to cherish the last happy time, and don't overestimate yourself. Soon, he won't deserve the surname Shen."

The people on the ground nodded wildly.

Shen Yuanzhou withdrew his legs and kicked him with his toes: "Get lost."

A group of people with bruised noses and swollen faces rushed out of the alley as if they had received an amnesty.

The surroundings instantly quieted down.

Seeing everyone leave, Zhuang Sining's heart fell to the ground.

The long and dark alley was filled with blood, and several bloody iron bars were scattered on the ground.

Shen Yuanzhou stood on the spot without moving, with half of his body hidden in the shadows, like a rakshasa from hell that merged with the darkness.

Zhuang Sining took a step forward, grabbed Shen Yuanzhou's arm, and said nervously, "Are you injured?"

Shen Yuanzhou tilted his head slightly, and stared at Zhuang Sining with downcast eyes. His eyes were deep, as if they were looking closely, but they seemed to have nothing.

He didn't answer Zhuang Sining's question, he raised his hand and tried hard to free the hand on his arm, his pupils were dark, and his tone was cold: "How long have you been following?"

Zhuang Sining's heart skipped a beat, she didn't expect Shen Yuanzhou to know.

She pursed her lips, avoiding Shen Yuanzhou's sight.

"I saw you at dinner, I thought you were unhappy and worried, so..." She didn't deny the stalking, but she didn't honestly say that it started from school.

She felt that she was wrong, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I won't do it in the future."

Shen Yuanzhou's eyes darkened, he turned around and left without saying a word.

When he stepped out of the shadows and exposed his whole body, Zhuang Sining found that his left hand hanging by his side was bright red, and the glaring blood stained the entire palm, dripping down one by one, exploding into bloody flowers on the black floor tiles.

"You hurt your hand?"

Zhuang Sining quickly grasped the slender wrist, frowning.

She also didn't care whether her behavior would make Shen Yuanzhou unhappy, so she raised that wrist and took a closer look.

I saw a long gash cut open by a sharp weapon on the back of the white hand, the flesh and blood turned out, dripping with blood.

Zhuang Sining hurts just looking at it.

Seeing Shen Yuanzhou's indifferent appearance, her heart tightened.

"How can you do this, you have to go to the hospital."

The girl with exquisite facial features stood against the backlight, her head blocked the halo of the street lamp, and the afterglow was plated with a layer of gold, like the sun goddess who came down to save the common people, and she was holding his wrist nervously.

Shen Yuanzhou's pupils shrank slightly from this familiar care, and the gloom and irritability in his chest filled again.

"Don't come near me."

He violently waved Zhuang Sining's hand away.

Zhuang Sining was staggered by the strength.

After finally standing still, she looked at the boy in front of her who was already a head taller than her, with a helpless expression.

"Do we have to be like this? We used to be best friends, but now you avoid me everywhere, with such a cold attitude, did you change your mind when you grew up and don't want to be friends with me?"

Hearing this, Shen Yuanzhou raised his eyelids to look at her, the gray-green in his pupils looked like frozen gems, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Could it not be you who changed his mind?"

Zhuang Sining:? ? ?
If you want to add a crime, why do you have no excuse? ? ?

After Shen Yuanzhou finished speaking, he walked towards the entrance of the alley without looking at Zhuang Sining's expression.

Zhuang Sining got a little anxious, ran forward and grabbed Shen Yuanzhou's arm again, "Did you misunderstand me? When did I change my mind?"

The corners of Shen Yuanzhou's mouth were pressed down, and the bottom of his eyes was full of gloom.

He glanced down at the slender fingers on his arm, and said in a cold voice, "Let go."

"Don't let it go."

Zhuang Sining took a deep breath and increased the strength in his hands: "Unless you promise me to go to the hospital."

Shen Yuanzhou froze for a moment.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhuang Sining behind him, suddenly exerted force on his wrist, and the grasped arm broke free instantly.

The strength in Zhuang Sining's hand instantly lost its support, and she lost her balance all of a sudden, and fell to the ground instantly.

A stabbing pain came from the tailbone, and Zhuang Sining gasped in pain.

Shen Yuanzhou paused in his steps.

And quickly moved on.

Seeing that the tall and straight young man was about to leave the alley, Zhuang Sining felt anxious and wanted to stand up, regardless of the pain.

It's just that I haven't exerted any strength yet, and suddenly there is a stabbing pain in my head, my head is dizzy, and my eyes are black.

She whimpered in pain, then fell straight back, and fell to the ground with a "slap", and the whole person was plunged into darkness.

When Shen Yuanzhou heard the cry of pain and turned his head, he happened to see the moment when Zhuang Sining fell to the ground.

His pupils constricted, his body was faster than his mind, and he hurried to Zhuang Sining's side.

But no matter how long the legs were, they still couldn't catch them.

The person who was still talking vividly just now had his eyes closed and was lying on the ground with a pale face.

Under the dim light, that bright and delicate face was bloodless, like a gorgeous flower that was about to wither, and instantly overlapped with a certain picture deep in the memory.

(End of this chapter)