As soon as Qing An'er's figure disappeared at the door, the second master Qing Jingshan slowly walked out from the corridor of the study.
Looking at his niece's anxious back as she left, his eyes were complicated and finally turned into an inaudible sigh.
"What are you still standing there for?"
He turned around and gave cold orders to Butler Ding and the servant beside him.
"Quick! Bring a few guards and follow them. Make sure the young lady is safe!"
"Yes, Second Master!"
Butler Ding and the servants immediately bowed in response, quickly pointed to seven or eight guards armed with sticks, and hurriedly followed them out.
In the alley, Zhang Yuchen was already unconscious, but the scar-faced beggar and others still did not stop, and the dense punches and kicks fell on Ye Chen and Zhang Yuchen like raindrops.
Ye Chen's body had long been beaten to numbness and loss of consciousness, leaving only endless coldness.
He looked at Zhang Yuchen lying in a pool of blood not far away, his body almost still, and his heart was filled with hatred.
I hate these bullies who rely on their strength to bully the weak, and I hate my own weak and powerless body even more.
He can endure any humiliation and any pain, but he must protect Zhang Yuchen no matter what.
There was a hint of murderous intent in his cold eyes.
"stop!"
At this moment, a delicate cry like thunder came from the alley entrance.
Qing An'er held up her skirt, standing at the entrance of the alley, panting, with raging anger burning in her beautiful eyes.
The beggars who had beaten Ye Chen paused, glanced back at her, their faces full of contempt.
"So it's the eldest daughter of the Qing family. Are you trying to meddle in other people's business?"
After they finished speaking, they laughed grimly and brought their raised fists and feet down again.
The scarred beggar slowly turned his head, and his turbid eyes looked back and forth at Qing An'er unscrupulously.
The corners of his mouth stretched into a disgusting grin.
"Haha, who was I thinking? It turns out to be Miss Qing."
"You've come just in time. I can continue the good things I didn't finish last time!"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his dirty feet and walked towards Qing An'er.
"You...don't come over here!"
Qing An'er showed a trace of panic on her face.
"ah!"
At this moment, a roar filled with overwhelming hatred suddenly exploded.
Ye Chen, who was already dying and lying in a pool of blood, suddenly stood up.
His weak and lifeless eyes were bloodshot, and an invisible murderous intent instinctively emanated from him.
The scar-faced beggar and his group of lackeys turned around suddenly and froze in place.
The biting cold instantly went from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
Qing An'er at the entrance of the alley was also shocked, and she was completely stunned, looking at Ye Chen in disbelief.
This... is this still the gentle and weak young man?
At this moment, Butler Ding and his guards hurried over and saw Ye Chen standing up. They were so scared that their faces turned pale and they stopped at the entrance of the alley, not daring to take another step forward.
“You…you…”
The scarred beggar's eyes widened and he pointed at Ye Chen in horror, but he couldn't say a word.
"boom!"
The murderous intent that erupted from Ye Chen's body turned into substance and swept towards the scar-faced beggar and others.
"Ugh!"
Scarface and the others felt as if their hearts were being tightly grasped by an invisible hand. Their souls were trembling and they were wailing.
“No…don’t…”
Scarface's entire body was shaking violently, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees with a thump. The extreme fear made him incoherent, and his crotch was instantly wet.
“Puff! Puff!”
The next moment, an extremely strange scene appeared.
Under the extreme murderous intent, the bodies of the scar-faced beggar and others exploded into a ball of bloody mist.
Blood and minced meat stained the walls and ground of the entire alley red.
The alley was deathly silent, and the strong smell of blood made people feel nauseous.
"ah!"
A scream broke the silence.
Qing An'er had never seen such a bloody scene before. He was so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.
Butler Ding and the guards were terrified and retreated back in fear.
"puff!"
After the murderous intent burst out, Ye Chen suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body softened, and his momentum dissipated instantly.
He collapsed to the ground with lifeless eyes.
He didn't care about the severe pain all over his body, and his eyes were only focused on the small figure lying in a pool of blood not far away.
He dragged his dying body and crawled towards Zhang Yuchen with difficulty.
"Xiaochen...Xiaochen..."
Ye Chen used up his last bit of strength to crawl to Zhang Yuchen's side and hugged the cold and thin body tightly in his arms.
"Xiaochen, how are you?"
His eyes were red and his voice was trembling. His heart of Taoism, which had been calm for eternity, was showing signs of breaking.
“Brother…Brother!”
Zhang Yuchen, who was already on the verge of death, opened his eyes a little with difficulty and tried hard to raise his blood-stained little hand.
"Xiaochen! Xiaochen! How are you?"
Ye Chen stretched out his hand tremblingly and held Zhang Yuchen's cold little hand tightly.
“Brother…brother…”
Zhang Yuchen gasped for breath, and with every word he spoke, large mouthfuls of blood gushed out of his mouth.
"I... I really want to... really want to become strong... so that... no one... can bully us."
"I can still...eat...full."
He spoke incoherently, and the light in his eyes grew dimmer.
He knew he was going to die.
In his mind, the image of the old man who picked him up emerged unconsciously. The old man had hoped that he could become a strong man.
But he has already...
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