After wearing the villain's cannon fodder in the group pet article

He Zhiyu dodged subconsciously, while protecting Su Tuan behind him.

The chair fell heavily between them and was smashed to pieces.

Before everyone could react to what was going on, a black figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd, grabbed He Zhiyu's collar and punched him to the ground.

He Zhiyu's mind was buzzing, he stared at the lunatic in front of him, he didn't expect to be beaten up by Mo Yin for the second time today.

Not a good-tempered person at all, He Zhiyu was also aroused at this moment, raised his hand to touch the fragments of the chair that had been smashed just now, and directly stabbed Mo Yin's arm.

If Su Tuan hadn't been here, he wanted to stab Mo Yin's neck.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yin didn't feel the pain at all, like a furious lion, even though he was wounded, he didn't forget to show his fangs, he raised his fist and continued to beat, silently venting his anger with actions.

After seeing the blood, Su Tuan screamed, his face turned pale, he covered his mouth obviously frightened, and quickly hid behind Liu Qiyuan.

He looked at Mo Yin from behind the crowd in horror, and felt that this person was terrifying.

After Su Tuan's screams, some people finally came to their senses. They avoided Mo Yin in disgust, and at the same time, the security guards of the Su family also rushed forward.

"Why is this plague god here?!"

The security guards all had batons in their hands, but even seven or eight people with weapons couldn't pull Mo Yin up. One of the security guards flashed a stern look in his eyes, and gave Mo Yin a slap on the head, and finally pulled He Zhiyu when Mo Yin was injured. I was saved.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yin could still stand up, and threw the security guard out with a backhand throw over his shoulder, as if his black eyes were still staring in He Zhiyu's direction.

At this time, Mo Yin's injured arm was slowly bleeding, and the blood was soaked in the black clothes, almost fused with the clothes.

He also had blood on his head just now, coupled with his ghostly pale face, the whole person looked gloomy and terrifying.

"You lunatic, how can you beat someone for no reason!"

When Su Tuan's parents saw Su Tuan trembling with fright, they were heartbroken and stared at Mo Yin angrily.

He Zhiyu was seriously injured by Mo Yin's reckless fight, and now he was so dizzy that he couldn't stand up, so he could only look at Su Tuan and said, "Tuan Tuan, hurry up, stay away from this plague god."

Everyone surrounded Mo Yin and pointed at him, looking at him with strange eyes. Their eyes were full of disgust, repulsion, disgust, and no kindness at all.

Mo Yin stood upright, his embarrassed appearance was out of place with the surroundings.

But he didn't care, he wanted He Zhiyu to apologize to Qi Yi, and let others know that He Zhiyu was lying.

He couldn't speak, and no one wanted to watch him write.

Since there is no way to express it in words, it is necessary to use actions to fight until He Zhiyu tells the truth.

Regardless of the obstruction of the surrounding security, Mo Yin raised his foot and continued to rush towards He Zhiyu.

But Mo Yin's behavior has frightened Su Tuan, and the people who can come to this banquet are all people who like Su Tuan, how could they tolerate Mo Yin's continued presumptuousness.

But whether it's Liu Qiyuan or the many security guards, whoever stops Mo Yin will be thrown out. Mo Yin covered in blood is like a ghost that can't die, getting closer and closer to He Zhiyu step by step.

He just wanted He Zhiyu to apologize!

Finally, some people in the crowd were overwhelmed by fear. They looked at this devil-like lunatic in horror. Some people had already turned around and fled the banquet, while others hid away with pale faces.

"Stop this plague god for me, and don't allow him to approach Su Tuan!"

Liu Qiyuan wiped his face angrily, he didn't expect that the self who always claimed to be the strongest would be thrown out by this guy Mo Yin three times and four times.

"Liu Qiyuan." He Zhiyu had just been helped up at this time, his eyes were still dizzy and unable to focus, he could only stare at the black figure in his sight, and said coldly, "Hit that guy on the head."

Liu Qiyuan was taken aback, and frowned, but still picked up a security guard's baton, and when Mo Yin was concentrating on dealing with the security guard, he went directly to hit Mo Yin on the head again.

Seeing that Mo Yin staggered, but still didn't fall down, he repaired heavily again, and finally subdued Mo Yin.

Seeing Mo Yin lying on the ground, Liu Qiyuan heaved a sigh of relief, and sneered, "I don't even look at this place, you should have had enough trouble alone!"

As soon as Mo Yin fell down, Su Tuan dared to stand up. He ran to He Zhiyu in a panic, holding He Zhiyu's shoulders, he was about to cry: "Brother He, are you okay, woo woo, don't you die."

"I'm fine, I won't die." He Zhiyu also breathed a sigh of relief. When facing Su Tuan, he let go of all his defenses, stretched out his hand and gently hugged Su Tuan, "Don't cry, I like Tuan Tuan to keep smiling .”

Just like the happiest time in his heart, there is a place separated from him by a door, and people outside the door can always sing to him with a smile, telling him that the outside world is actually very good.

It was a very clear and pleasant laughter, like the elusive sunlight, covering the dark and dull eyes with gold.

"He Zhiyu, smile too, I heard people say that people who love to laugh will be happy!"

He Zhiyu's eyes became softer, as long as he can protect Su Tuan, he will be happier than anyone else.

But at this moment, for some reason, he suddenly remembered Qi Yi's mocking words.

Qi Yi's voice strangely overlapped with the voice in his memory.

ridiculous.

He Zhiyu's face turned cold, and he didn't take it seriously. He knew that the most important person to him was Su Tuan, and he couldn't make a mistake.

Looking at Mo Yin who was lying on the ground not far away, he raised his hand, called Liu Qiyuan and said, "That guy is too dangerous, even though he stopped him this time, what if he wants to get close to Tuantuan next time?"

The baton in Liu Qiyuan's hand was still stained with blood, and when he heard that Mo Yin would hurt Su Tuan, his expression became gloomy, and he clicked his tongue, "Then what do you think, call the police and arrest him?"

"It's only locked up for a few days, and he will always be released." He Zhiyu said indifferently: "It's better to have his hands and feet disabled, anyway, he is already dumb, so it doesn't matter if he is more disabled."

Then he looked at Su Tuan and said, "Do you want to intercede with him?"

Su Tuan lowered his head hesitantly, and didn't make a sound. He felt that it was not good to hurt people, but Mo Yin was really scary, like a monster in a horror movie.

He Zhiyu rubbed his head and comforted him in a low voice: "Tuantuan, you are just too kind, it's not good to be soft-hearted. That guy is just like Qi Yi, living is just a disaster. Do you still want him to approach you?"

Hearing that Su Tuan's face turned pale again, he quickly shook his head and fell silent again.

So Liu Qiyuan got the permission, he weighed the baton in his hand, and asked the security guard to set up Mo Yin.

The people around cheered when they saw that Mo Yin was going to be punished, and gathered around to watch the excitement. They were already tired of Mo Yin, why didn't this disaster star die cleanly in the car accident when he was a child.

"Against us, you deserve it." Liu Qiyuan looked at Mo Yin and raised his head knowingly, snorted lightly, raised his baton and threw it directly at Mo Yin's arm.

But in the next moment, he was hit on the back with a stick and fell directly to the ground.

Qi Yi weighed the baseball bat in his hand, and looked up at Mo Yin.

Okay, one villain can't deal with the protagonist group, what about the alliance of two villains?