After rebirth, the fake young master was targeted by the crazy big brother

"Where do you think I should stick it? Here or here?

Mr. Meng, Wen Qi, where do you think I should stab him? "

Zhu Yuanyu grabbed Wen Yishu's left wrist and gestured with the syringe on his arm. He liked to see Wen Yishu's scared look.

"Haha, Yuanyu, you really scared me, please be gentle later!" Meng Chenlang said with a smile.

Wen Yishu was indeed scared. He was afraid that the needle tip would pierce his arm accidentally.

Looking at Zhu Yuanyu's teasing expression, he was looking for an opportunity to strike.

He found that Zhu Yuanyu's eyes were always on his arm.

"Just here, don't worry I will be very gentle!" Zhu Yuanyu looked at Wen Yishu's pale face and smiled obscenely.

Just when Zhu Yuanyu chose a good place and wanted to dig in, Wen Yishu clenched the thing in his hand and swung it towards his head, hitting him right on the temple.

Zhu Yuanyu tilted his head and fell down without any movement. Did he faint or die?

Wen Yishu felt panicked and helpless at the same time. After all, he was now isolated and helpless, facing a group of them alone.

Although he knew he was outnumbered, he could not back down.

“Fuck, let’s go see how Yuanyu is doing?

Little fool, you have become more capable, and you actually dare to attack him secretly. You guys go up and catch him. Let's see how I deal with him! "

Meng Chenlang and the others were shocked by the scene in front of them. He did not expect that things would develop like this.

Chang Wenqi asked Chang Wenqi to see what was going on with Zhu Yuanyu, and then roared angrily at Wen Yishu. Three of his men went to catch Wen Yishu, and the three men held baseball bats in their hands.

"Mr. Meng, Yuan Yu fainted at the time!"

Chang Wenqi obediently went to check whether Zhu Yuanyu was still breathing, and found that there was still warm breath under his nose.

"You little fool, you really pissed me off. If you piss me off, you won't get any good results!"

Wen Yishu did not speak, but waved the wooden stick in his hand at his three surrounding men without hesitation.

Although his skills are not very good, he is not ambiguous at all in this life-and-death moment.

The wooden stick in his hand was swung with great force, and for a while the three people were not able to get close.

Meng Chenlang was shocked by Wen Yishu's appearance. He did not expect this weak-looking person to be so brave.

In his impression, Wen Yishu was a weak young master who had no brains and didn't understand anything. When something happened, he would just stand there and wait to be bullied.

The last time he had a fight in a hotpot restaurant, he was defeated because of someone's help. His impression of him had already been shattered at that time. Unexpectedly, he was even more shocked by his desperate look today.

After all, it was hard for two fists to defeat four hands. Wen Yishu was surrounded by them and kept dodging. He gradually fell into a disadvantage and received several blows on his body. He felt exhausted, but he did not give up.

He knew that as long as he persisted, it would be possible to change the situation, so that he could wait for Brother Chen to save him.

Just as he once again dodged the oncoming baseball bat, he raised the wooden stick in his hand and quickly hit him on the arm.

The man was in pain, the baseball bat in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and he cursed loudly: "M, you are looking for death!"

Cursing, he was about to pick up the baseball bat on the ground. When Wen Yishu saw this, he stretched out his long legs and kicked the baseball bat far away, making him pick it up empty.

But just because of this, he was almost greeted by the baseball bats of the other two people.

At this critical moment, an anxious voice sounded: "Stop"

Several people present turned their heads and saw Xiao Yichen leading a group of people in front of them.

"You scumbags, how dare you bully me?"

His face was gloomy, and he exuded a chilling air. He was obviously extremely angry, and his voice was full of anger.

Several people present, including Meng Chenlang, were frightened by his momentum and retreated, looking for opportunities to escape. They knew that if they continued, the trouble would only be greater.

"Brother Chen, you are finally here!"

Wen Yishu breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to step forward excitedly, but his legs felt weak and he could only stand there and wait for Xiao Yichen to come over.

"Sambo, where is your injury? Is it your leg? Show me."

Xiao Yichen saw that Wen Yishu's face was a little red and there were no wounds, and then thought that he had been standing there without moving, so he thought his leg was injured.

"No major injuries, just a few sticks on the back that hurt a bit, nothing else?"

"Really? Is your leg okay?"

“Really, my legs are a little weak and I don’t have the strength to walk.

You don't know, I was scared to death just now. They actually wanted to inject me with D-substance. Fortunately, I picked up a wooden stick and they didn't succeed. "

"Sorry, sorry, Brother Chen is late!"

Just as the two of them said these words, the twenty or thirty men in black brought by Xiao Yichen took them down effortlessly.

"Meng Chenlang, it's you again. Last time you didn't touch you because of your father's face, but you actually had the audacity to kidnap our Young Master Shu!

Take them back and serve them well, and let them have a taste of my, Xiao Yichen's tricks! "

Xiao Yichen's face became gloomy and ferocious, and he was obviously angry to the point of being uncontrollable.

"Xiao Yichen, what do you want to do? I advise you not to do anything reckless. My dad will not let you go when the time comes."

Meng Chenlang was still struggling to get out of the grasp of the man in black, and he was still uttering wild words.

"Bah, you think I'm afraid of your dad." Xiao Yichen looked at Meng Chenlang with disdain.

"Sambo, let's go home!" He regained his gentleness when facing Wen Yishu.

"it is good!"

Xiao Yichen hugged Wen Yishu and walked directly out, ignoring the people behind him.

By the time they returned to Huacan, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and the old lady and Xiao Jingchu had already moved into the Waterside Huating.

"I'll give you some medicine!"

Xiao Yichen helped him take off his clothes, and of course, left him a pair of underwear.

"Oh!" Wen Yishu lay on the bed.

"It might hurt a little, please bear with it a little bit."

Xiao Yichen's eyes deepened as he looked at the two bruises on Wen Yishu's back.

Wen Yishu did not suffer any injuries, except for two bruises on his back and one on the outside of his left thigh.

Xiao Yichen carefully applied the medicated oil to him, and then slowly pushed him away.

Wen Yishu's heart was so big that he was pushed to sleep by his gentle movements.

Xiao Yichen covered him with a quilt and sat on the edge of the bed looking at his sleeping face. He didn't feel relieved until now.

Looking at his frown, I unconsciously smoothed it with my thumb.

His eyes were indeed getting darker and deeper, and his hands were unconsciously clenched. The rage in his heart could no longer be suppressed.