My wife has always been timid

"Shen Er."

Su Qingcheng couldn't bear to see him do this in vain, so she called softly.

Because she and Fu Xiuyuan were in a relatively dark corner, Shen Ercai didn't notice them for a while. After hearing the shout, Shen Ercai squinted at the source of the sound, and his eyes widened slightly when he saw them.

"Huh? Why are you here?"

He put down the steel bat in his hand, raised his foot and walked towards them.

The arrival of Shen Er relieved the embarrassment between Fu Xiuyuan and Su Qingcheng. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with a little melancholy, walked two steps to the side, away from Su Qingcheng, and leaned against the big man beside him. The tree twitched slightly melancholy.

"Give me one." Shen Er glanced at him dissatisfied.

Fu Xiuyuan: "..."

Given that Shen Er was more aggrieved than he was now, Shen Da's beating had something to do with him, so he generously took out the cigarettes in his pocket, and even threw the cigarette and lighter at Shen Er.

Shen Er caught it.

Feeling depressed, he quickly lit a cigarette, and put the cigarette and lighter in his pocket casually.

Fu Xiuyuan: "..."

"Oh, big brother, I'm so angry..." Shen Er walked up to him as if nothing happened, leaning against the big tree as well.

Fu Xiuyuan: "..."

He was in a panic.

"How's Brother Shen's situation?" Su Qingcheng stayed away from them, quietly watching the two puffing clouds and mist, with a sad expression on his face.

Shen Er became even angrier when he mentioned this.

"What else can I do?" He slapped his thigh heavily, gnashing his teeth: "I'm lying on the bed, with a broken leg, a comminuted knee fracture, and three broken ribs. Other flesh and blood injuries are nothing compared to these. , It’s okay to have a broken rib, but you know that knee? It’s lucky to be cured, and it’s lucky to have a broken foot. I’m afraid it won’t be cured, and I may have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life.”

The more he talked, the angrier he became, and he slammed down the stick.

The stick hit the ground hard, smashing a hole in the bluestone floor. The stick bounced a long way, fell to the ground with a clatter and rolled several meters away, but it couldn't relieve the anger in his heart.

Su Qingcheng walked over, picked up the baseball bat, leaned on it and walked towards the two of them.

"Tell me about you. Are you the only one who came here to take revenge? Mo Shaoqian randomly sends two people out, and your fate will be the same as your brother's."

Shen Er glanced at her.

When he spoke again, his voice was a little guilty: "It's not about revenge, it's just sad and angry, and I came here to scold him..."

If he really wanted to fight, he probably wouldn't be able to do it. After all, not everyone is as heartless as Mo Shaoqian.

Unexpectedly, Shen Er, who has always been carefree, has such a rational side.

Su Qingcheng really hoped that he could bring more people over, beat up Mo Shaoqian, and rush into Mo's house, not only to avenge Shen Zhimo's beating, but also to rescue Dai Xiaochun.

"Damn it, why is he a shrinking turtle now, where is his aura of beating people during the day?"

Shen Er threw the unfinished cigarette in his hand to the ground fiercely, crushed it out with his feet, snatched the baseball bat from Su Qingcheng's hand, and walked towards the gate of Mo's house again imposingly.

"Mo Shaoqian! Come out! If you are a brother, come out for me!"

Clang clang—the deafening bang of baseball bats banging on gates, the ears hurt and the brain buzzes.