"You, if you don't help me again, I'll die with him. And, you think clearly, who has been helping you with your affairs, not him, the pickpocket!" A cry of hate comes from Yuntian's mouth. This time, Yuntian doesn't need to change his voice intentionally. The voice from Ding Junjie's throat is so strange.

Listening to the words of the clouds, fan Zheyu's heart felt gedeng again. What should he do? Help who? Who should this be for? Fan Zheyu's eyes look towards Yuntian. Yuntian's eyes are full of anger, hatred, and loneliness. Fan Zheyu feels sad and lonely, a feeling of sympathizing with each other. All of a sudden, the pain comes to his heart, which makes the balance in fan Zheyu's heart lean towards his little son Yuntian.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" At this time, a sound of Jiao drinking comes from the front. Yunwan'er looks at Ding Junjie attacking Yuntian. She also attacks fan Zheyu in Jiao's voice. Yunwan'er also hates the two men who are wearing black clothes and want to attack themselves and Ding Junjie secretly.

"Well, just right!" Fan Zheyu's mouth is also a cold hum. It seems that she has found an excuse for her hand. Her mouth is also a roar. In the face of Yun Wan'er's attack, she is extremely calm. Her hands are free and easy, so she stops Yun Wan'er. This result is beyond Yun Wan'er's expectation, Originally, I thought that I could help Ding Junjie a little, but I didn't expect that I would be so vulnerable. For a moment, self reproach came to my heart.

"Stop it! Otherwise, I'll kill her! " To control Yun Wan'er in his hand, fan Zheyu's heart side, the balance once again tilted, completely inclined to Yuntian, yes ah, since they have to revenge, they want to target, are their own sister, then, how can they blame their son Yuntian? He also has the right to fight for his love, even if it is, by any means! After stopping Yun Wan'er, fan Zheyu gives Ding Junjie a low drink. His hand is tight. One hand holds Yun Wan'er's small hands, and the other hand is pinched on her neck. Yun Wan'er's mouth makes a painful hum.

"Well, I'll stop. Please don't deal with her. If you have anything, you can come to me!" Looking at the result, Ding Junjie chose to stop. Yes, no matter what, the result he wanted was Yun Wan'er's safety. Stop is his only choice now. As he spoke, Ding Junjie released his hands and stood up slowly.

"You son of a bitch, dare you hit me!" Yuntian, who was released by Ding Junjie, sprang up from the ground with a roar in his mouth. In the roar, the butt of his gun hit Ding Junjie fiercely. Ding Junjie was hit right on his left cheek. There was a burning feeling. He almost fell to the ground, but there was a bloodstain where he was hit, Blood was coming out of the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Junjie!" Looking at Ding Junjie's situation, Yun Wan'er can't help but feel pain. In her painful voice, two lines of tears slowly slide down her cheek. Like Ding Junjie, she doesn't want to see Ding Junjie suffer any humiliation. If she has a choice, she would rather be injured by herself than Ding Junjie.

"What's the matter, is it painful?" Looking at Yun Wan'er's reaction, fan Zheyu's heart is filled with a strong dissatisfaction. Why is this woman willing to help Ding Junjie instead of facing the weak cloud? With a cold voice, she holds out a hand and grabs Yun Wan'er's hair. Under the pain, Yun Wan'er raises her neck. This time, she bites her lips lightly. She is not willing to make a cry of pain because she doesn't want to let Ding Junjie see her situation. She doesn't want to let Ding Junjie distract herself again.

"You don't hit her, I said, what's the matter, you come to me!" A roar came out of his mouth again. Seeing Yun Wan'er suffering, Ding Junjie was heartbroken. With a roar in his mouth, he wanted to rush towards fan Zheyu.