Chapter 185

It's not just Wen Huaibei who can act. Ye Xiong used his tears. Lu Ziheng was embarrassed by Ye Xiong.

Originally, Lu Ziheng didn't want to involve Shen Qinghuan. Even if she lived in the big dye vat of society, those dirty places were blocked by Shen Haotian and Yan Ruyu.

Being stabbed by a so-called good friend may be the biggest setback Shen Qinghuan has experienced in his 14 years of growth.

Lu Ziheng is different.

He had been soaking in a large dye vat since he was a child, and he struggled to put on a fairly clean skin.

If he could, Lu Ziheng hoped that Shen Qinghuan would never see such a bad self in his life.

He staggered to his feet with a cool smile on his lips: "my uncle is really old. He's so old that he forgot to help others steal - attack his nephew."

Ye Xiong's act of trying to cover up was ruthlessly exposed by Lu Ziheng.

"Did you hit him?" When Shen Qinghuan came in, he only saw Lu Ziheng injured and fell to the ground, but he didn't notice that it was Ye Xiong who stole and attacked Lu Ziheng.

Ye Xiong thought Shen Qinghuan was just a kind of soft and weak girl. He also had his own words for beating Lu Ziheng, "I wanted to help Ziheng, but I didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect to beat people like this?" Shen Qinghuan tied up his long hair in a cold tone.

Wen Huaibei subconsciously moved his throat. When he was in junior high school, there were rumors that Shen Qinghuan fought fight fight no evil no action. He always thought it was just a rumor. Unexpectedly, Shen Qinghuan was not afraid of the man who was one head taller than ye Xiong.

"With what tools?" Shen Qinghuan gripped Ye Xiong's wrist, and the stick in Ye Xiong's hand fell directly to the ground, which hurt his eyes.

Lu Ziheng has never seen such a Shen Qinghuan.

"Is that the stick?" Shen Qinghuan hooked his lip with his left foot. The stick was kicked into the air and just fell into Shen Qinghuan's empty right hand, "I ask you if you are this stick?"

Ye Xiong was frightened by Shen Qinghuan's appearance and lost his soul. Behind him, Wen Huaibei couldn't say a word.

"If you make Lu Ziheng hurt, I'll make you hurt all your life."

After rebirth, Shen Qinghuan realized a truth. When meeting any problem, people often prefer the weak side, so she temporarily put away her claws and turned herself from a lion to a cat.

But Lu Ziheng is her bottom line. Whenever she breaks through the bottom line, she doesn't even bother to wear a mask.

Shen Qinghuan uses his left hand to push Ye Xiong against the door frame, and the swinging iron door jingles.

Ye Xiong, in his thirties, never thought that one day he would be scared by a little girl to incontinence.

Shen Qinghuan carries a stick and scarlet his apricot eyes. The strength of the stick against Ye Xiong is much heavier than that of Ye Xiong against Lu Ziheng's back.

Lu Ziheng hugged his arm and staggered up.

He can deal with Ye Xiong's dregs. He can't delay Qinghuan.

If you follow Shen Qinghuan's playing method, ye Xiong's iron will be abolished.

Lu Ziheng didn't want Shen Qinghuan to dirty his hands because of himself. He called in a deep voice, "Qinghuan."

Ye Xiong closed his eyes tightly and waited to fall into hell.

However, Shen Qinghuan hung his stick in mid air because of Lu Ziheng's cry.

She didn't dare to look back. It was her impulse just now.

A god like Lu Ziheng probably likes girls who are good and pure.

Did you scare him just now?

At this moment, Wen Huaibei also couldn't care what people set up for himself, holding his mobile phone and secretly reported to the police.