Chapter 661: Evil and bad news

Tiannan City’s late night bustling, the pedestrians on the road were surprised to see a young man stumbling along the road.
The young man seems to have broken one arm, and the blood in the broken arm keeps flowing. He looks pale, his eyes are blood red, full of resentment and unwillingness, as if an inexplicable hate force is supporting him, not stopping. Running forward.
This man is Shen You, some kind of passers-by want to come up to help him, but he is roared and snarled: "Get out! Give me away!"
When passers-by saw Shen You treat their good heart as a liver and lung, they shook their heads and watched his figure slowly disappear into the shadow of the streets and lanes.
Shen You ran all the way, bleeding all the way, slowly he finally could not run, sitting in a dark little alley, his body curled into a ball, one hand clenched the wound of his broken hand, trembling, The teeth are tight, and the eyes are shot with a sinister look.
He felt the blood in his body flowing a little bit, his strength was slowly drying up, his life was slowly passing, his body was getting colder and colder, and everything showed a clear indication to him. Fact: I am slowly dying!
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" Shen You screamed, his face twisted, like a hysterical madman, but soon he groaned in pain, but although he burst into tears, the water in his body seemed to be It turned out to be blood flowing away, and a tear did not fall.
Shen You cried for a while, and felt more and more confused. He looked around and saw that he was in the dark streets between the two buildings. Outside the streets were bustling markets, and people in the streets were wearing bright people. Traveling like a weaving, all kinds of good cars on the road are like a shuttle. Once upon a time, he looked down on these little citizens like these people, but today he is curled up in this dark corner like a dead dog.
Why is this happening?
Shen You’s thoughts in this thought are reminiscent of this question. He couldn’t help but think of a decision he regretted in his life: he really shouldn’t provoke the Su Shi, who knows she is a monster! !
The most important thing is that I didn’t eat it myself. If I just made it a sigh, I got myself into such a field!
Shen You couldn't help but recall the scene he had just entered the room: Su Shi was soft on the bed, and the four of them just stood up in a breathless position, with a bruised face.
I was surprised to ask why I was like this. When I said that they got Su Shi on the bus, the girl suddenly struggled wildly and the strength of the fists was terrible. The four of them were swept by her fists. I almost broke the bones. In the end, if I didn't stun the scorpion with a shock stick, I was afraid that they would even have a car accident.
It’s ridiculous, a comatose girl toss them into this, ridiculously ridiculous! No, she is a monster, no wonder so powerful!
Gangzi, you guys really are damn, if not your proposal, how can I Shenyou become like this?
Shen You couldn't help but cried, and he remembered the scene afterwards: He was still laughing and asking them to do the the road. The idiot of Gangzi said with a smirk: How can it still? Don't leave it to Shen Shao, do you enjoy it first?
Just after this sentence, the nightmare began...
Su Shi began to fly quickly and flaming fox fur, she instantly turned into a fox fox, ridiculous that the talking son has not reacted and was bitten off his head!
Shen You thought of it here, and he couldn’t help but fight a cold war. The memory left for him this night was too deep, it was terrible, and all this horrible, he didn’t even dare to have thoughts and ideas that he wanted to retaliate. He just wants to hide far away, and never see Su Shi, the horrible monster.
Shen You’s hatred and anger were all unknowingly passed on to his father and mother. In his opinion, he could not have used this. He was his father, and his mother did not face himself. Let yourself be like this now!
Shen Youyue thinks more and more, he thinks more and more anger, he bites his teeth and can't help but scream: "Shen Wancai, Li Xiaowei, I will not let you go!"
Shen You’s snoring echoed in the streets, and soon attracted the attention of several people. Several little punks shouted at him:
Fuck, what is the ghost?

Shen You stunned them and wanted to attack, but there was a sharp pain in his broken arm. He suddenly endured this breath.
But these little punks refused to let him go. They walked slowly to Shen You, and they were headed by a yellow-haired mixed hair dyed with gold. Next to it stood a Moxi dry head. The gangsters, these few people are not others, it was the small gangster who tried to extort in Li Yundong’s Sanxian store, but was repaired by Li Yundong.
Huang Mao glanced at Shen You, who was covered in blood. He suddenly frowned and whispered: "Fucking, really unlucky, hurry, this product is bloody, who knows what he committed!"
But they just turned their heads, but Moxigan looked at Shen You’s shoes and whispered: "Boss, Versace! International brand!"
Huang Mao slaps a palm on his head and swears: "Fan your mother, you also know Versace?
Mo Xigan looked grievances: "Know, how can you not know? My little sister specializes in these fake goods, and I can see these real goods and fakes at a glance! This pair of Versace shoes, several Million!"
Huang Mao suddenly put his eyes on his eyes: "How many tens of thousands?" He turned his head and looked at Shen You, his eyes were like watching a golden man.
He laughed and waved his hand: "Brothers, peel off his shoes!"
Several little punks beside him immediately swarmed up and took off Shen’s shoes.
Shen You panicked and scorned: "Do you know who I am? You are going to stop, or I will kill you!"
Huang Mao and a few punks glanced at each other. The yellow hair was mixed on the road for a long time. At a glance, Shen You’s body and appearance were definitely a rich man. He hesitated a little and lost a smile. Doubtful asked: "Who are you?"
Shen You’s subconscious mind wants to say that he is the son of Shen Wancai, the sole seedling of Shen’s family, but when he opens his mouth, he suddenly remembers the words of Shen Wancai: From then on, you are no longer our family!
Shen Yu suddenly swallowed his words back and said, "I am who you can't!"
Huang Mao immediately saw that Shen You’s guilty guilty, his eyes flashed fiercely, and a slap in the face of Shen You’s face, roaring:
Fuck, dare to play in front of Laozi! Brothers, give him the light!

The little punks smacked the nameplate of Shen You’s body, and there was no one in the underwear. Mo Xigan took Shen You’s underwear and said with amazement:
I rely on, the underwear is Armani! Thousands of underwear, it really is rich!"
Huang Mao is a slap in the face of Shen You, and said: "Mom, Laozi can only afford ten dollars a dozen of underwear, you actually wearing a thousand pieces of underwear, fuck, Laozi hates the rich people, and even the underwear must be swayed!"
Shen You was scared and shivered into a group at this time, shouting loudly: "Help, help!"
Huang Mao immediately kicked his head on his head and shouted: "Fuck, dare to shout, then call you to die!"
Moxigan smiled and shook his and said: "Boss, today's harvest is not small! On this line, even if it is sold as a second-hand, there are five figures!"
Another little punk is worried about the one finger Shen You said: "Hey, boss, he seems to be fast, you see him, the blood is running out."
Huang Mao looked at it, but saw that Shen You was frightened, and they were tossed for a while. The blood in the wounds flowed even more. He frowned, and Moxigan on the side came up and whispered: " Boss, flash it, it’s not good for the police to see it. They thought it was our cut!"
Huang Mao gave him a look: "I don't know? I hurry, go find some waste paper!"
Although the little gangsters didn't know what Huang Mao was going to do, he still found a pile of waste newspapers with his hands and feet. The yellow-haired singer threw the waste newspaper in front of Shen You, then grabbed his broken arm and sneered: "But your child is blessed, I am very kind today, I don't want to see someone die on my site!"
After that, he lit the newspaper with a lighter and said to the little punk next to him: "Go and hold him, grab his mouth!"
After the little gangsters clung to the screaming Shen You, they looked at the yellow hair and looked at the flame in the hand a little closer to Shen You’s broken arm.
"嘶啦", suddenly Shen You's broken arm was burnt to a blur, a pungent smell of burnt smell came.

Ah!
Shen You suddenly made a heartbreaking painful shout, but his shouts were all suffocated in his chest. He struggled for a while, but he quickly exhausted. The strength of the whole body, a black front, fainted.
After Huang Mao burned Shen You’s broken arm and no longer bleeds, he smiled and threw the newspaper aside, and glanced at the little punks:
Go!

The little gangsters were scared almost by the scene, and immediately stood up and screamed at the mouse. Only Mossigan was able to hold it. He took the spoils tonight and suddenly turned around when he was about to get into the shadows. Body, whispered to Huang Mao said: "Hey, boss, do you want to sell this guy to help you? We can still make a small profit!"
Huang Mao quite surprised to look at Mo Xigan: "Boy, you do, have an economic mind! Yes, I will send you to mba for further study in the future!"
Mosigan immediately sneered: "The boss teaches well, the so-called waste utilization!"
Huang Mao nodded and took out the phone and made a phone call. Then he took someone to hide in the shadows and stared at Shen You. Not long after, two middle-aged men dressed in the streets came in, one of them went to Shen Yu followed him, explored his pulse, then turned over his eyelids, and the other went to Huang Mao, and after bargaining with him, he paid him two hundred dollars, then a group of yellow hair Hahaha laughed and disappeared without a trace.
After looking at the two middle-aged squats, I quickly put a sack on Shen You’s head, and then the two men carried the sacks in tandem and disappeared into the shadow of the bustling city...
I have always hated it, how can I write it myself? Rest assured, Su Shi is the heart of the Tang and Tang Dynasties, how can she be tarnished ~ ~ you think more ~ ​​my book will not have this evil mood ~