Chapter 20 Girl

"The raw melon is cowardly!"

The middle-aged man grinned when he saw the young man rushing towards him.

He thought of the wild beasts he had caught in the mountains.

Before accepting your fate, you have to rush towards the cage door like crazy.

Usually at this time... a few hard kicks will make you honest.

The middle-aged man stared at the running boy, narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Just when the boy was about to rush to him, the man moved.

"Snapped!"

A thick right leg ripped through the layers of rain like a whip and kicked the young man hard.

The latter didn't even make a sound as he was kicked sideways, hit the wall next to him, and rolled into the darkness at the base of the wall.

"Pooh!"

The middle-aged man twisted his neck, spit out the rainwater that flowed into his mouth, and walked step by step towards the boy's position.

"My dear, are you using me as a breakthrough point?"

The man looked down at the young man curled up on the ground, smiled and cursed a few curse words.

He knelt down and reached out to grab the young man.

But as soon as he reached over, a cold hand grasped his wrist tightly.

"Are you still strong?"

The man was startled for a moment, then subconsciously raised his free left fist and was about to smash it down.

At this moment, a terrifying force surged from his wrist.

The man didn't have time to react...

"Click——"

He watched helplessly as his grabbed wrist was broken like a hemp rod.

The entire palm was still tightly grasped by the opponent, and the tendons and fascia at the rupture were pulled under the skin, causing a heartbreaking pain.

The other person pulled back sharply.

The middle-aged man was dragged by the pain and couldn't help but lean forward.

"boom--"

As if something hit him hard on the head, he leaned back involuntarily.

Then he was pushed up.

In the heavy rain, two figures stuck together and rushed forward crazily.

at last.......

"boom--"

It hit the van hard in the alley behind.

The body of the van shuddered violently, the front car was slightly dented, and the headlight cover made a cracking sound.

Then...everything calmed down.

The sound of rain.

Lightning rolling in the dark clouds.

A group of men in raincoats holding sticks and watermelon knives stood there blankly. Everyone was caught off guard by what happened in the flash of lightning in front of them.

"Hei...hei brother!"

Someone reacted and shouted loudly.

A figure stood up slowly at the front of the silent car, turned around, and faced everyone.

Orange car lights came from behind him, and heavy rain fell, melting into the shadows under his feet.

"Brother Hei?"

The young man with yellow hair at the head vigorously wiped the water on his face, grabbed the steel pipe and carefully took two steps forward, trying to see the face of the figure clearly.

But this figure suddenly rose up in the next second.

The thunder that exploded in the night sky at the right moment illuminated the figure.

It was a handsome face with tight lips and a fierce expression that was a bit trembling.

"Grass!"

The yellow-haired young man was startled and subconsciously shouted: "It's not black..."

"boom--"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was hit head-on, and his whole body was carried and fell heavily into the crowd behind him.

The battle broke out again in an instant!

.......

The two attributes were all added to the strength at once, and Lu Yuan felt like a wild beast had been forced into his body!

The beast roared violently inside him, controlling him to rampage.

He suddenly knocked away the yellow hair blocking the road and rushed into the crowd arrogantly.

Lu Yuan's two hands were clenched into fists.

He was in a state of [Absolute Concentration]. Except for the sound of weapons whistling through the air in his ears, all the noise caused by the heavy rain seemed to be far away from him.

He could clearly see the actions of everyone in front of him, and the faces were filled with expressions of shock, rage, fear, or ferocity.

He took advantage of the momentum of his forward thrust and punched the face of a young man in front of him with a straight face.

The latter was like a doll that was suddenly punched on the head and fell to the ground without saying a word.

Then he kicked another man holding a watermelon knife in the chest!

"Click——"

Lu Yuan felt as if he had kicked something off.

The man with the watermelon knife under his feet flew out like a cannonball and hit the crowd behind him heavily.

At this time, he was hit on the back.

He turned around and saw a man holding a baseball bat looking at him fiercely.

But the moment his eyes met, he couldn't help but shrink back.

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and threw out his left fist.

Before the man could even raise his hand, he punched him and sent him flying sideways, crashing into a pile of debris at the corner of the wall.

At this time, the expressions of the remaining two people looking at him had become horrified.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably, and he began to retreat timidly.

A trace of anger flashed across Lu Yuan's face, and he strode forward...

Two minutes later.

The battle is completely over.

Lu Yuan stood among a group of people lying on the ground in various directions, breathing heavily.

The rain fell on him, dousing the fire burning in his chest bit by bit.

He was completely soaked, but he didn't even notice it.

Wait until the violently beating heart slowly calmed down.

He gradually regained his composure.

Lu Yuan picked up a baseball bat on the ground and hit every person who fell on the field one by one.

While making sure that they could not stand up again, he was also checking whether any of these people were accidentally beaten to death by him.

After all, the force of his attack just now was very strong, and several people were going for vital points.

When he finished the last knife, he threw the baseball bat in his hand on the ground casually.

Seeing the yellow-haired young man who had just had his leg broken by him look at him as if he saw a ghost.

Lu Yuan didn't care.

He didn't know when his heart became so hard.

I guess....

It was when he was forced into a desperate situation before.

Lu Yuan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and wiped the water stains on the screen of the mobile phone.

The screen lit up, showing several missed calls from his mother and father.

Fortunately, it was not broken....

Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and called his mother back.

"...I'll be back soon."

After hanging up, he casually took out the phone of a man in a raincoat who was groaning in pain on the ground and called the police.

After doing all this.

Lu Yuan walked two steps into the alley.

He saw a small door that was half-closed and slightly lit.

He touched his other trouser pocket and felt the presence of the pink hairpin. He hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door in carefully.

There was no one in the house.

There was only a red eight-immortal table in the empty house, with cigarette butts all over the floor, and an old standing electric fan next to it was shaking its head.

Lu Yuan saw the black oilcloth bag thrown in the corner at a glance.

It seemed that the bag moved "rustling" as if it heard the sound he made when he entered the door.

Lu Yuan wiped the water drops on his face and walked quickly towards the bag.

He squatted in front of the bag and heard the increasingly rapid breathing coming from inside...

Took a deep breath and quickly opened the bag.

"Hua La——"

When the bag was opened, the person inside trembled violently as if frightened, but did not make any sound.

A pale little face soon came into Lu Yuan's sight.

Lu Yuan was stunned.

Lying in front of him was a thin girl with her mouth sealed with tape.

The girl was still wearing a school uniform.

It was blue and white, with the words "Jiaoyan No. 1 Middle School" embroidered on the chest.

Her eyes were big and her chin was pointed.

She was in the same grade as Ling Yue, and wore the same style of hairpin.

But she was prettier than Ling Yue.

Was it a mistake?

Lu Yuan realized his misunderstanding.

"But she was also kidnapped."

Lu Yuan shook his head, threw away the irrelevant thoughts in his mind, and then tore off the tape on the girl's mouth and said to the girl: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you out."

The girl didn't say anything, just looked at Lu Yuan with horror.

Lu Yuan tried to pull the girl up, but she kept shrinking back.

He simply picked her up.

"Hua La La -"

The heavy rain was still falling outside.

Lu Yuan ran quickly through the alley holding a black oilcloth bag.

When he arrived at the entrance of the alley, he jumped directly onto the van blocking the alley and flipped over the roof.

When he got outside, Lu Yuan ran under the eaves of a nearby store.

He carefully put the person in his arms down.

He lifted the oilcloth bag covering the top and saw the school uniform girl curled up in his arms like a cat, and the fear on her face subsided a lot.

It seemed that she had realized that she was rescued.