Bad kind

Both men and women are much shorter than Yi Zelin, and they have many children with them. One of them is taller than them. Although thin, he looks stronger than Yi Zelin. With his back arched, he kept looking at the person in front of him. People, a bit malicious.

"Cousin, you and your cousin are living a good life recently, and you can both afford to live in such a hospital." Because of his impure thoughts, the smile on the young man's face was disgusting: "When I went to the county to report our family, I ran away. I don't want any more."

"You are only left with us relatives. Anyway, our family will provide food, clothing and shelter for you two brothers and sisters for a while."

"Don't you remember how our family helped you at that time?"

Yi Zelin seemed to have heard something funny, and he sneered and sneered and rejected people thousands of miles away: "Are you sure it's not us who helped you? The family took over our house, knowing that my sister has a heart disease, and didn't even give her a bed .”

"It's not that the place at home is too small..."

"That's my house." Yi Zelin said calmly, "You are just sluggish, sticking to my family's slugs in the name of taking care of our two brothers and sisters."

Before he finished speaking, the young man slapped him heavily on the face, before he had time to react, stretched out his foot and kicked him hard.

The dull sound is painful to hear.

"We are all relatives, so don't speak so harshly." Patted the face of Yi Zelin who was bent over because of the pain: "After all, I still loved my cousin very much..."

The moment he raised his head, Yi Zelin's eyes looked like he was about to kill someone. When everyone was not paying attention, he grabbed the collar of the young man in front of him and said in a deep voice, "You are not allowed to touch my sister again."

Chen Yao's eyes were all attracted by that angry face, and when he smacked his mouth with interest in aftertaste, he noticed that Yi Zelin had a small knife in his hand, and the blade was tightly pressed against the young man's neck.

"It's so remote here, even if you ask for help, people won't come quickly."

"You can try to resist and see if the knife will stick through."

His brows raised slightly, the development of the matter was a little unexpected to Chen Yao, he couldn't imagine such a gentle young man holding a knife to the opponent's neck to threaten others.

Now unfold in front of him without reservation.

There is no disgust, the blood keeps jumping.

A...a more unfamiliar feeling, not because he resembles that person, but simply because the person in front of him at the moment is Yi Zelin.

Deviated from walking on a track, it is possible to fall off at any time.

Of course, he is still interested in this person now, and Chen Yao doesn't like Yi Zelin's imprisonment on a whim; his family does have some money, but this country has not yet reached the point where money can lead to lawlessness.

He would be very sad if he went to jail for this garbage.

He intentionally made a coughing sound to attract attention. Seeing someone coming, the restrained young man struggled recklessly, shouting loudly, begging Chen Yao to save himself.

Because of the struggle, soon, the neck that was pressed by the knife was bloody.

"Yizelin." Chen Yao stretched out his hand to him: "Your sister was still waiting for your breakfast just now."

"I'm hungry too."

Chen Yao was originally admitted to the hospital because of gastritis, and he has improved a lot during this period of time, but because of these people today, Yi Zelin was delayed from buying him breakfast, and the faint pain now can't affect him. His face was frighteningly pale.

"Are these people more important than your sister?"

The young man stared at him intently, and the complicated emotions in his eyes were gradually replaced by struggles. He quickly retracted the knife in his hand, and all the hostility in his lowered eyes faded away quietly, and he looked like that poor little man in a mess again.

"Don't go to Yi Xin, or you won't be so lucky next time."

There was still a mark on his face, and the obvious bruise made Chen Yao displeased when he looked at it, feeling that the collection he hadn't got was flawed.

Even if it doesn't affect Yi Zelin's handsomeness, he still feels very uncomfortable.

He squinted and looked at those people from the corner of his eye. If it weren't for the fact that they still have influence on Yi Zelin, Chen Yao would have directly dealt with them.

They were already so angry that they wanted to use a knife, which showed that Yi Zelin really hated them.

It's still the kind of place where you can't get rid of it.

It's really sleepy to send a pillow.

If you want to get rid of these people unscathed, there is no way to rely on yourself.

So, poor thing, what are you going to do?

Come use me, use everything you can grab.

Passing his hand in front of Yi Zelin, Chen Yao was not in a hurry to urge him.

After watching for a few seconds, Yi Zelin, who pursed his lips, raised his hand, and pressed his cold and sweaty palm to it.

Yi Zelin's hand was bigger, and he held it when he attached it, wrapping his hand.

His strength was much heavier than Chen Yao imagined, his forehead was sweating because of the pain, and his whole body was trembling slightly. After walking out of the sight of those people, Yi Zelin quickly withdrew his hand, covering himself by the The place where the kick was kicked was hunched over, and the whole body pressed hard on the wound.

That person used a lot of energy just now.

"Why?" Yi Zelin said hoarsely, lowering his head and delaying looking at him, as if trying to avoid something: "You can pretend that you didn't see what happened to you today."

"Why make a noise?"

"Why help me?"

What a kid who likes to ask questions.

Chen Yao's face was worried, and his voice was softer than before: "I said it."

"because I like you."