The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant’s Two-and-a-Half-Year-Old Daughter

  Chapter 472 Long-haired Junxin: Yuwei Extra Story (2)

  He stayed in the same position for too long, and his body became a little stiff. Even a simple movement of raising his arm at this moment seemed to have caused some internal injury.

   My whole body hurts.

   He gasped in pain, and his fingertips were trembling.

   "Hey, if you are not dead, get out, don't hang on to our territory, and don't die on our territory."

   "It seems that you are about to die, I hope you get out of here and die."

   A voice of disgust fell towards the top of Jun Yu's head.

  According to Jun Yu's character, he left long ago. But at this moment, he didn't move for a long time, still maintaining the posture just now, with a lifeless appearance.

   It wasn't that he didn't want to move, nor that he was thick-skinned and just clinging on like this, but that he was extremely uncomfortable, with a splitting headache and sore limbs, and he couldn't move.

  The beggar thought he was relying on it.

   "You don't want to go, do you? Well, that's great."

   "We have plenty of ways to let you go."

   "The big guys came over to help, dragged him to a place in the downtown area, wanted to die and let him die on the street, what is it to stay with us? We don't accept him!"

  The beggars stretched out their hands one after another, dragging their hands, dragging their feet, and soon dragged Junyu to the main street in the busy city.

   During the process of being dragged, Jun Yu suffered many injuries and was bleeding all the time. But he turned a blind eye, as if he couldn't feel any pain, half dead.

  The beggars became angry when they saw him like this, and a few people who had lost their strength to drag others were really a little angry and beat Jun Yu with their hands.

  Jun Yu didn't fight back either, and let them fight.

  After those people left after venting their anger, he was placed in a "big" shape, facing the sky, lying flat, and the death energy on his body was a little heavier, which looked a little scary.

  All the passers-by avoid him, and those who are curious will come up to take a look at him, but just take a look, and then leave in a hurry, as if they were frightened.

  The sky is overcast.

  Thunder rang, and lightning covered the vast sky like a spider web.

   Not long after, it began to rain.

  It was raining heavily, and the vendors and pedestrians on the street hurriedly packed up their things and went home.

  In the rain and fog, I couldn't see the surroundings on the street clearly, and gradually there were no people on the street.

  Jun Yu was lying on the ground, his body hit by the heavy rain.

  The dirt on his face that he hadn't washed for several days was washed away by the rain, and half of his burned face was exposed, which was hideous and frightening.

  His head was dizzy, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. Even with my eyes open, I couldn't see anything clearly.

   This time, I'm really going to die!

   With his last bit of strength, he pulled his lips and smiled.

   "Miss, run slowly. There is a person in front of you. That person seems to be dead. Be careful, and don't get any bad luck."

   "You have bad luck in the first place, and if you get bad luck again, your luck will be even worse."

  The round girls held oil-paper umbrellas and desperately chased the girl in white in front, but the girl didn't want to stop, and continued to run forward while wiping tears.

  When she ran to Jun Yu, she didn't see Jun Yu clearly under her feet, and she tripped over Jun Yu directly and fell on Jun Yu's body.

  Jun Yu woke up in pain from being hit by something heavy.

  It hurts so much, it hurts everywhere on my body.

  He grunted in pain.

  Song Wei realized that she had done something bad when she heard the muffled hum. She hurriedly got up from Jun Yu's body and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, son, are you okay?"

  In the heavy rain, Song Wei stretched out his hand to check Jun Yu's aura, but before reaching Jun Yu's face, he was scared by the burn on Jun Yu's face and took a big step back.

   "Ah..." She couldn't help but exclaimed.

   "Miss, are you okay!" Huahua came up and hugged Song Wei, and used an oiled paper umbrella to help her cover the heavy rain.

  Song Wei took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "It's okay..."

   "I want to see what scares our lady." Huahua looked at the scary thing, and after seeing the burns on Jun Yu's face, she subconsciously uttered, "This man is so ugly!"

  Song Wei said angrily: "Huahua, don't talk nonsense."

   "Yes, Miss." Huahua realized after a while that what she just said seemed a little too much.

   "... this young master?" After seeing Jun Yu's burn, Song Wei was prepared in his heart, and he was no longer afraid.

  She stepped forward and shook Jun Yu, "Young Master? Young Master, wake up? Why are you lying in the middle of the street? What if a carriage comes and hurts you?"

  Jun Yu was so tortured by internal injuries that he couldn't speak. Even when he heard Song Wei talking to him, he didn't know how to respond.

   And Song Wei was frightened by his face just now, he saw it.

  He didn't want to scare the innocent girl, he wanted to leave immediately, so as not to bring any trouble to the girl.

But…

  His body couldn't move, and he couldn't walk even if he wanted to.

   "You remember it, right?" Song Wei saw Jun Yu propped his hands on the ground and wanted to get up, but he didn't get up for a long time, looking helpless.

  She stepped forward to help Jun Yu, "My lord, I will help you."

  Song Wei stepped forward to hold Jun Yu's hand, trying to help Jun Yu up.

   Now that they are getting closer, Song Wei clearly smells the smell of alcohol that has not dissipated from Jun Yu.

  She guessed: "Master, you are lying on the street when you are drunk, right? But I...I..."

  Song Wei was very ashamed, "I was frizzy just now, and I fell on you, smashing you so that you couldn't get up, smashing you, I...I..."

   "I'm sorry for you, I'm really sorry for you." Song Wei was about to cry in anxiety, "But don't worry, I will take responsibility for you."

   Huahua was also anxious for Song Wei, "My dear lady, I just told you to slow down, slow down, but you ran so fast and didn't let me catch up. Now it's all right?"

"You bumped into someone. Even if he's fine, he'll take the opportunity to blackmail you." Huahua rushed to the doctor because of some illness, "Miss, it's better than this. Let's slip away while this person can't get up and there's no way to stop us." ?”

   "You are so strong that you can't hurt anyone. Don't worry about him."

   "This person has become like this, and it has nothing to do with you."

   Huahua pulls Song Wei to leave.

  Song Wei shook off Huahua's hand, and said in disbelief: "Huahua, how can you talk like that? It's already very difficult for this son to become like this. Now that I hurt him, how can I slip away?"

   "Miss, you didn't hurt him." Huahua anxiously defended.

   "The fall I just had was very hard. I know if I hurt him or not." Song Wei said, "You don't need to say anything."

  (end of this chapter)