The villains are all my vests

Chapter 307 The cripples were fooled into standing up by me (19)

Not long after, the voice of swearing gradually decreased.

In a small corner, a hill piled up with dry firewood was gently pushed away from behind.

Pushing the wheelchair, Han Yue moved out from behind the woodpile with some difficulty.

He completely lost the leisurely way he came out of Gu Zhihuan's mansion, his white shirt was covered with someone's blood, his right sleeve was cut by a sharp weapon, and was hanging limply on his arm.

The most outrageous thing was that Lu Huai was lying on Han Yue's lap in a strange posture.

Looking carefully, it is not difficult to find that this person has fallen into a coma.

Han Yue was injured in the back of his waist, and had to bend down halfway. This action made him almost stick to Lu Huai's body, which looked extraordinarily funny and ridiculous.

Perhaps he didn't want to be so close to Lu Huai, and tried to sit up straight, but there was unbearable pain from the wound.

Han Yue's complexion changed, and he swears a rare curse, and leaned over Lu Huai again.

I don't know if it was because the night was too cold, but his expression looked extraordinarily indifferent, and there was no emotion in his black eyes.

There was only an impenetrable silence.

He licked his back teeth, pushed the wheelchair expressionlessly, and was about to leave when his body was stunned.

Behind him, those cursing voices approached again.

Before Han Yue could hide again, those people had already found him: "His grandma, that kid is here, hurry up! Don't let him run away!"

Without thinking, Han Yue immediately pushed the wheelchair, hugged Lu Huai, and quickly ran in the opposite direction.

His movements were too fast, and he had no time to pay attention to the wound on his back. After a while, the wound that had stopped bleeding began to ooze blood again.

Half of his back was almost soaked in blood.

The blood loss made Han Yue feel cold all over.

The footsteps behind him were getting closer.

The mountain path was so rugged, Han Yue tripped over something, staggered, and almost fell to the ground with Lu Huai.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, stopped running away, and looked down at the things that were catching him in front of the wheelchair.

That was when they were fighting just now, and the fallen ones grew up.

His own blood was on the blade.

"Haha, I can't run anymore, the cripple still wants to run away." Seeing him stop, the man in black sped up and rushed over.

Han Yue turned his back to them, as if he didn't feel that his life was dying, he suddenly seemed to be unable to feel the injury on his back, and slowly bent down to pick up the knife on the ground.

His gentle movements were as if he just picked up an official document that had been accidentally dropped on the floor.

Under the moonlight, Han Yue's facial features tensed into a straight line.

This action made his whole face covered with a faint evil spirit.

The head of the black clothes looked at it and enjoyed: "Yo, the dead sister -in -law still wants to desperately. Hahahahahahahahaha, don't you be funny, have you killed someone, be careful of someone, but cut yourself."

Han Yue lowered his head and hugged Lu Huai who had almost slipped up, rolled up his tattered cuffs, raised his lips, showed a somewhat grim smile, and uttered two words briefly, "Really?"

Although he was smiling, his eyes were frighteningly cold.

The whole person is like a beast on the verge of distress, patiently licking its paws, ready to violently fight for its life at any time.

The man in black shivered subconsciously.

"How do you know that I haven't killed anyone?" Han Yue's eyes were filled with unobvious blood.

The man in black was stunned and then felt that his reaction was too ridiculous. How could Han Yue, a young master who had been limping for an unknown number of years, really kill someone.

"You are still stubborn when you are about to die. Brothers, go!" The man in black raised his hand, and the five of them rushed towards Han Yue in unison.

(End of this chapter)