Nonlinear Love

Chi Wang visually measured the number of people, and whispered: "There are many of them, be careful not to get hurt."

Su Lian nodded, raised his hand and took off his jacket and threw it aside, revealing the light blue pajamas inside.

It is completely different from the group of bells and whistles next to him. How should I put it, it looks like the unrelated people are walking out and being forced to be involved in the bully dispute, which is quite out of tune.

The opposite was confused by this home outfit, and was stunned for a moment, obviously underestimating the enemy.

However, the boy in pajamas looked lazy, but his movements were neat and neat. Taking the opportunity to dodge into the crowd sideways, a long leg swept across and fell more than half.

"Brother Lian!" The first time Gu Anjiu saw Su Lian fighting, he wished he would dance on the spot to cheer him on, "I found out that he wasn't beaten to death when I first met, and he was really handsome and kind."

Lin Yan squeezed a punched fist and pushed him: "Don't be stunned, go and help."

The two joined the battle, and brought a group of younger brothers to scuffle with each other, and the scene fell into chaos again.

Su Lian and Chi Juan went back and forth in the melee, and the conversation was very concise. Basically, they could say two words without saying three words, and they cooperated quite tacitly.

"Behind."

"come over."

"Two on the left."

"Watch out for sticks."

After a few crackling sounds, Su Lian kicked and kicked the gangster directly to the big brother in the center.

The elder brother pulled the man aside with a displeased expression, as if being irritated, took off his watch and went into battle in person.

Having been in Jianghu for many years, he was not a chuī, but his strength was fast and precise, and he punched his shoulder.

After Chi Huang finished solving the little minion in his hand, he turned around to join in, kicked his long legs, and the opponent suffered a blow.

You come and go, come and go.

After dozens of rounds of hands on both sides, the eldest brother's physical strength gradually declined, and he was at a disadvantage.

Seeing that the battle was not going well, Hua Shirt sneaked out a sharp knife from his trouser pocket, approached silently, and stabbed Su Lian.

At the moment when the tip of the knife was about to hit his back, Su Lian felt that he was suddenly pulled, the force shifted, and another figure quickly blocked in front of him.

The next second, the sharp blade slid across his arm, the cuff of his coat was torn in half, and blood beads overflowed from the wound in an instant.

Chi swearing swear words, holding down the wound and dodging to the side, pulling Su Lian away.

Su Lian's hands were also splashed with blood. He broke free and kicked his legs violently. The flower shirt and the knife hit the monitor next to him, screaming.

"The police are here, stop beating!" the webmaster shouted from the door.

At the same time, a group of policemen filed in and shouted: "Don't move, stand still! Take them all to the police station!"

The wound here is injured, and it falls down, but it is easy to control the scene.

The flames of war gradually died down, and the group of people who entered the door arrogantly beat their eggplants with frost, as if they were wilted.

Su Lian raised his hand and pulled Chi Li's arm. The blood stains had dyed the black T-shirt crimson, and it was gradually spreading outwards.

He pinched his arm with his fingers to check the wound, frowning, and his tone was a little heavy: "Does it hurt? What are you helping me with?"

"I won't stop it, isn't it just you who is hurt now?" Chi Wang lowered his eyes and checked the wound, it was not serious, "Small injury, it's okay."

Su Lian didn't say a word, just stared straight at the wound to check.

Gu Anjiu hurriedly came over with the medicine box, panting and said, "I didn't expect it to come in handy. I'll bandage it a little first, and go to the hospital later."

"You don't need to go to the hospital, it's really okay, you all are nervous." Chi Juan tore off his long sleeves, revealing his scratched arm.

Su Lian held his hand, lowered his eyes slightly, and opened the medicine box quickly: "I'll deal with it."

Disinfection, rubbing medicine, bandages, skillful techniques.

Chi Wan smiled and said, "Looking at your operation, it seems like you have practiced it eight hundred times."

"The wound is not shallow, I still have to go to the hospital for a check." Su Lian carefully wrapped the wound and tied a beautiful Su-style bow.

"It's quite handsome, this is the medal of a hero." The man was injured, and he shook his arms without forgetting to show off.

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In the police station, the big guys on both sides sat opposite each other across a horizontal table, and the younger brothers stood in a row in unison, and the battle was huge.

The police officer sat in the center and asked, "Which one of you said first, what's going on?"

The boss of the other party spoke first: "My little brother's girlfriend wants to take a photo with them, so it's fine if they don't take a picture, and they are shy about other girls, and they beat up the shit in front of their girlfriends. It's all about this shit, Of course I want to help them out."

Su Lian: "..."

This year's best screenwriter at the Oscars is shady without you.

"Wait, your information is wrong." Chi Wang spoke lazily, not at all violent in the fight just now.

The brawny man raised his eyes, and said in a domineering manner, "What's wrong?"

Chi Wang tapped the table with his fingertips, his eyes swept across the floral shirt: "You can't just listen to his one-sided words, all the clerks at the food stalls can testify, we just politely refused to take pictures, and they went to the door with a glass bottle. A smash on the table, you want to beat us, this is not a counterattack?"

The boss glanced at the flower shirt, his expression changed slightly: "Is that so? Are you lying to me?"

"I'm exaggerating a little from a subjective standpoint." Hearing that he was looking for a witness, the flower shirt was instantly a little embarrassed, "Maybe, a little, exaggerate.

Its a word, then, a little bit. "