His careful liver is milky and cute

Chapter 656 Conversation on the Bench 1
Hearing Jiang Long's begging for mercy, An Yijun let go of his hands and let him sit on the ground, coughing and screaming in pain, and was hurriedly helped up by the younger brother next to him.

"If you are sensible, get out of here quickly." Although the young man's words were full of threats, his voice seemed very lazy, making people even more frightened.

"Withdraw, withdraw, quickly withdraw..." Jiang Long stammered, and was helped away by others, retreating timidly on the surface, but secretly remembered this hatred in his heart.

When Jiang Long's gang was dragged or helped away, there were only four boys left in the band, and two girls, Jiang Enwei and Hu Youyou.

Except for An Yijun who was not injured, Shi Lei and the others were not clearly injured. Under Jiang Enwei's strong request, they all took a car to the hospital.

Hu Youyou originally wanted to go with him, but An Yijun said that so many people should not go, and insisted that she accompany him to the pharmacy to buy some wound medicine.

In a secluded street park, he randomly found a bench with a street lamp, Hu Youyou tore off the Band-Aid, and stuck it on the boy's forehead.

"Did you see? Just now I beat those guys to the bum." An Yijun said to the kitten proudly.

Not wanting to make this kid feel flustered, Mao Mao deliberately shook his head and said: "I didn't pay attention to it, I was thinking of calling the police, looking for my phone."

"Why are you looking for a mobile phone? It took so long to look for it? Then you should have seen how they fell to the ground in the end!" He continued to ask relentlessly.

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Mao Mao thought to himself, is this guy naive?Or lack of muscle?Is being good at fighting something worth showing off?whispering sound!

Thinking of this, the little girl said: "Don't think I didn't notice, your last words are just showing off, you are already so tired that you are panting for breath and exhausted."

Others might not notice it, but Hu Youyou could see it clearly. Not far from him, she saw him wiping his sweat with the back of his hand, breathing unsteadily in his mouth, obviously tired.

If those remaining people swarmed up together again, An Yijun would definitely be defeated very quickly. Once he received a punch, there would be another punch immediately, and he would definitely be beaten badly.

She was so worried that she was holding her heart, hanging in the air, until Jiang Long took the group of people away, and then she let it go a little bit, unexpectedly this guy was still in the mood to joke.

"Who is exhausted? Even if another 80 people come, I'm fine, I..." Before An Yijun could finish his sentence, he heard a muffled groan in pain.

In order to prevent him from continuing to brag and be complacent, Hu Youyou applied disinfectant on the knuckles of his right hand forcefully, the pain made him want to shrink his hand.

Because he fought for so long before, and hit the wall, the knuckles of his right knuckles were bruised, and the skin was scratched and bled in many places.

"Be gentle, hello! Little Yuzi, what's your expression? Could it be that you're angry with me?" An Yijun looked down at the kitten and asked strangely.

"I'm not angry!" Still looking in a bad mood, the little girl said, "I'm sick, why are you mad at you? What do you have to make me angry?"

"Then why do you act like someone owes you 500 million?" An Yijun pinched the kitten's cheek and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Slapping his hand away angrily, she said angrily, "Yes! I'm angry, but not at you, but at myself, causing everyone to get hurt."

(End of this chapter)