My old enemy from my previous life shared a bedroom with me

Ruan Qingmu rushed out of the bathroom, looked around, and soon found that there were only two exits in the bathroom, one leading to the front of the bar where he came from, and the other was a corridor leading to the dark room. behind.

He just came out. If the people inside just came out, they would pass in front of him, and he would not lose sight of him.

He ran a few steps, rushed to the bar, grabbed the bartender, and showed him the red rope and the small gold ornaments on the ground: "Is this brother Xiao Ai's?"

The bartender was stunned: "Yes! Why are you here?"

Ruan Qingmu's heart sank. When Xiao Ai clashed with the guests at that table just now, the gloomy man approached his ear like a poisonous snake, and suddenly flashed into his mind.

He slapped the broken red rope on the bar: "When did you last see him?"

"I saw it just now. Did you go to the bathroom? Where did you pick it up?" The bartender grabbed the phone and called Xiao Ai. The call was connected, but it only rang twice, but was called Hang up.

"This kid, don't you j-i'q-in with someone else, you tore off your bracelet, and you still hang up on me?" the bartender murmured.

Before finishing speaking, Ruan Qingmu has already called eagerly: "Where does the bathroom lead to?"

The bartender replied in amazement: "It leads to the alley behind the bar... Hey, where are you going?"

Ruan Qingmu rushed over there: "I'll go and have a look! You also ask people to look around for Brother Ai!"

If... If his premonition is true, then less than a few minutes have passed, and there is still time.The only hope is that he is completely paranoid and nothing happened at all!

The corridor leading to the outside at the bathroom door of the bar was very short, and within a dozen meters, he rushed out of the back hall and ran outside.

A dark and dirty alley lay in front of him.

Like all the streets in this city, there are bright and bright storefront signs in front, and people go in and out in neat clothes, and behind them are alleys with swill coming in and out, garbage piled up, and waiting for regular cleaning.

The street lights were dim, and many of them were damaged, but they were not repaired in time. Only the exit of the bar was a little bright, but in this darkness, Ruan Qingmu's good eyesight caught something abnormal in an instant.

The alley is a T-shaped alley, and a branch can be vaguely seen at the end. The moment Ruan Qingmu looked over, several figures flashed at the fork.

Ruan Qingmu didn't pause for a moment, and ran towards that side, shouting at the same time: "Brother Xiao Ai! Is that you?!"

In the scorching hot summer night wind, there was a very weak sob suddenly, in Ruan Qingmu's ears, it was like a sharp arrow piercing the wind.

If he heard such a sound by accident, most people would not be able to distinguish it, but if he listened with anticipation, he could almost instantly conclude that it was a vague whimper!

Everything was in the blink of an eye, from feeling wrong, to rushing out of the back hall, to rushing to chase after him, it only took a minute or two, and he couldn't make a phone call, let alone delay a little time.

At the fork in the alley, the feminine man was hiding in the shadows, watching Ruan Qingmu's rushing figure, he waved his hand, and several people dragged Xiao Ai, whose face was covered in blood, to hide behind a pile of trash cans.

"Who? The clerk of their store?" Someone asked in a low voice.

"It's not like, I've stepped on the site many times, and I haven't seen this person before."

Xiao Ai's mouth was blocked by a rag, her face was swollen from the beating, and blood flowed from the corners of her eyes and forehead. The man led others to hide in the shadows, and several people were holding wooden sticks and b-i' sh0u glanced at each other quietly.

Ruan Qingmu's figure rushed forward, in the silence, he suddenly slammed on the brakes, and the figure stopped.A street lamp next to him was flickering, and his thin and tall shadow fell on the ground, silent and vigilant.

The few people ambushing behind the trash can became impatient and whispered in a low voice: "Fuck, like a kid? Why don't you come over?"

"No, he seems to be touching the phone! What should the boss do?"

The feminine man's eyes sank, he stretched out his hand and pulled the rag from Xiao Ai's mouth, and said quickly in his ear: "Call for help, call him over, hurry up!"

Xiao Ai was silent, looking out with swollen eyes, vaguely distinguishing the figure of the boy under the lamp.

"If you don't make a sound, I'll scratch your ugly face." The feminine man held a sharp knife and pressed it coldly on his face.

Xiao Ai trembled, took a deep breath, and suddenly hissed outside: "Xiao Ruan, run! Don't come here, they have knives..."

"Fuck!" The feminine man cursed, kicked him hard on the stomach, and yelled at the little brother beside him, "Rush out, don't tell him to call the phone, get on!"

The boy standing quietly on the opposite side withdrew his hand, without hesitation, suddenly accelerated and rushed to the side, reached out to pick up an unknown object on the ground, turned around and rushed towards them.

As soon as he ran to the shadow, the two hooligans raised their hands, swung the sticks in their hands, and smashed them down on him from left to right! ...

On the street in front of the bar, a taxi with its empty lights on stopped in front of several teenagers.Qin Yuan waved at Fu Songhua and Fang Li: "You two go first, I'll wait for him to come out."

Fu Songhua yelled heartlessly: "Why is this kid still not recovering? He didn't even say a word when he was on the tuba!"

Fang Li blushed, and tugged at him: "Keep your voice down...Who will go to the tuba club to advertise?"

Fu Songhua waved the taxi to drive away: "There is no rush to leave, at least wait for him to come out and say goodbye!"

Qin Yuan smiled, leaning his back against the trunk of the big tree beside him, and finally took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message: "How long will it take? Fu Songhua won't say goodbye to you or leave."

Waited for a while, no answer.

Qin Yuan frowned slightly.For some reason, he suddenly felt a little vaguely uneasy.

He groaned and dialed Ruan Qingmu's phone, and the melodious ringtone rang, but no one answered after ringing for a long time.

"No, is it muted?" Fu Songhua looked over his head and watched him cut off the phone.

Fang Li was also a little confused: "If you go to the toilet, after a long time, isn't swiping your phone the most common choice?"

Fu Songhua rubbed his head: "Then you met someone inside, chatting?"

Qin Yuan stared at the phone in his hand, then suddenly turned and walked into the bar.

As he was walking, his steps suddenly became faster and he began to gallop at extreme speed.

... At the T-shaped intersection, the thing in Ruan Qingmu's hand met the big stick that fell from one side, and there was a heavy muffled sound. She turned around sharply, and at the same time avoided the sneak attack from the other side, and kicked it back. , was holding it hard on the man's shin bone: "Go to hell."

In his hand was a piece of oddly shaped piece of scrap iron. He quickly picked it up when he caught sight of it in a hurry. Although it was inconvenient to hold, the edges were sharp and the weight was heavy, making it uncomfortable to swing it on anyone.

The hooligan holding the stick accidentally missed Ruan Qingmu with the stick, but his arm was cut by the edge of the scrap iron, and blood flowed down immediately.

"Ah! Fuck, this kid is ruthless, everyone pay attention!" The man cried out in pain.

Ruan Qingmu held the scrap iron, and swept at him by the waist: "Yes, scrap iron is coming, be careful of tetanus."

He spoke in a gloomy manner, but his hands were not slow at all. The scrap iron danced openly and closed, and instantly drove back a few hooligans, and rushed to Xiao Ai: "How are you?"

Xiao Ai huddled on the ground, not knowing whether his leg was broken or he was injured so that he couldn't move, he raised his bloody face, and his voice was hoarse with anxiety: "You can't beat them, run quickly! "

Ruan Qingmu didn't move at all, she stretched out her hand to pull him: "Get up, I'll take you away..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a slight sound of breaking wind in the back of his head, accompanied by Xiao Ai's terrified scream in front of him: "Be careful!"

Ruan Qingmu suddenly lowered her head, and leaped to the side in an extremely vigorous figure, dodging the shining b-i'sh0u behind her.

The feminine man didn't give him any chance to rest, the b-i'sh0u in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, and he handed it over from a different angle: "Have you practiced, kid? You can fight so well, don't die here."

His voice was soft, but it carried a damp chill, like the smell of mildew on a rainy day, and his movements and moves were far more sensitive than those hooligans. Ruan Qingmu retreated a few steps before barely dodging him The b-i'sh0u.

But as soon as he stood still, several people from the other side had already surrounded him, attacking wildly with all kinds of messy weapons in their hands: "Little bastard, dare to meddle in Angkor's affairs, don't inquire about it... Ouch!"

With a cry of pain, Ruan Qingmu jumped to his side like lightning, and slapped his face hard with a piece of broken iron: "Such a broken mouth, knock out your teeth!"

The iron piece was sharp, so he didn't dare to scratch it at the throat, but just hitting it with a flat surface was enough for the man's face to be dripping with blood immediately, and two teeth flew out.

The hooligans were startled and angry, and were furious: "Where did you come from, you bastard, if you don't get rid of you today, what are we doing!"

Ruan Qingmu dodges quickly, but these people are all struggling in the society, and they are not at the same level as the rookie Liu Jun in school. At first, Ruan Qingmu was caught off guard, but now they have settled down and went crazy together Ruan Qingmu gradually became overwhelmed by the siege.

The surroundings were dark, and he accidentally tripped over a pile of rubbish and tilted his body.

Just at this moment, the feminine man who had been motionless for a long time suddenly jumped up and stabbed silently and quickly.

Ruan Qingmu felt a great sense of crisis in her heart, although she didn't see the silent knife, she still managed to dodge a few inches to the side in the nick of time.

A little later, the blade missed the vital point, but it also scratched his forearm, opening a large wound about ten centimeters long, and the gushing blood immediately spilled out.

At this moment, the cell phone in Ruan Qingmu's trouser pocket suddenly rang.

Ruan Qingmu staggered, and involuntarily pressed her hands on her trouser pockets, a vague thought flashed through her mind: Qin Yuan...it was Qin Yuan who was looking for him.

"The family is looking for you? It's so late, is it father or mother?" The feminine man smiled strangely, "Don't meddle in your own business, good boy, haven't your parents taught you?"

Ruan Qingmu panted lightly: "My dad taught me that he said that you have to do it when you are dealing with garbage, and you can't do it."

The femininity man chuckled: "I don't believe it. If such a beautiful child is killed or disabled, the family will cry to death."

Ruan Qingmu violently picked up the piece of scrap iron, and smashed his head and face at him: "If you die a hundred times, I won't die."

This blow was urgent and ruthless, more than one point stronger than the restrained style of play just now. The feminine man did not expect that he would become more bloody after being injured, and he was scratched hard by the iron plate unexpectedly, and his neck and side face were also covered with blood. It's a mess.

He touched the blood on his face, and his joking tone finally changed: "Young bastard, don't be ashamed of your face, beat me to death, both of you are useless!"

Ruan Qingmu quickly retreated to Xiao Ai's side, dancing the iron piece tightly: "Can you run?"

Xiao Ai whispered in pain: "The leg is not good, it seems to be kicked and broken... If you can walk, hurry up and call the police!"

Ruan Qingmu looked at the few people who came up and said calmly: "I can't leave."

Silently, he tore off the torn T-shirt, wrapped it around his hand, and weighed it to protect the palm that was worn out by the iron sheet.

The rapid ringing in the pocket of his trousers finally stopped. He looked up at the vicious gangsters, and then looked down at the blood-stained half of his body, feeling a little dazed: No way, why is it so similar to the past? ?

God bless, Qin Yuan don't come, don't see himself like this. ...