Seeing Xu Zisheng being beaten, Mu Chuan's eyes were red as if they were about to bleed. He was usually aloof and polite, but at this moment, he was out of control, like a mad lion.
But no matter how hard he struggled, he was just a teenager after all and could not break free from the restraints of the middle-aged man.
"Okay, okay." Brother Hei waved his hand impatiently, passed by Xu Zisheng who was lying on the ground, frowned, and kicked Xu Zisheng in the stomach.
Xu Zisheng coughed and vomited blood.
Brother Hei seemed to think it was not enough, so he raised his foot and stepped on Xu Zisheng's face, crushing it hard with the sole of his foot.
The high school boy next to him narrowed his eyes but said nothing. He just smiled, and his smile was full of coldness.
Heige spat and said, "You useless idiot, you dare to hit me."
The young man said indifferently, "Brother Hei, why bother with such a thing? He can't pay the money anyway, and we've got the man, so now we should go back and enjoy him."
When Hei Ge heard this, a sly grin appeared on his face, and he rubbed his hands together, "You're right. Hey, you know what, this loser's brother is really good-looking, three points more handsome than a celebrity."
The young man sneered in disbelief.
The two men gradually walked away. When their subordinates saw their boss leaving, they hurriedly followed him.
As soon as Mu Chuan struggled to break free, he fell directly on Xu Zisheng. After just a few steps, he couldn't even walk.
After barely calming himself down, he unbuttoned Xu Zisheng's shirt with trembling hands, wanting to check his injuries. But Xu Zisheng shook his head and struggled to stand up.
"Xu Xu Ziwei, Xu Ziwei..." Xu Zisheng's voice had become hoarse. He tightly grasped Mu Chuan's hand, his expression of despair as if he were dead.
When Mu Chuan saw Xu Zisheng's appearance, he felt sad and helpless. He clenched his fist and slammed the floor hard, leaving bruises on his knuckles, but it was still in vain.
Xu Zisheng was completely desperate. Xu Ziwei was his only younger brother. If he was abused by those beasts, he might as well die.
Why did God treat him like this, piling all the suffering on him?
Xu Zisheng had always been optimistic throughout his life. No matter how much injustice he encountered or how hard life dealt him, Xu Zisheng never harbored any hatred.
But at this moment, Xu Zisheng was really full of hatred. He hated the unfairness of fate, the dark side of society, and even more, he hated himself and his powerlessness.
Why, misfortune always finds the unfortunate.
Suddenly, Xu Zisheng felt something hot and wet on the back of his hand. He looked up in surprise and saw Mu Chuan crying.
Mu Chuan was crying silently. The boy had handsome features, and his face never showed any color. Even if he was very excited, his face was still pale.
Big tears fell like pearls, wetting the boy's long eyelashes. Mu Chuan seemed to realize that he was out of control and turned his head away awkwardly.
Xu Zisheng was speechless for a long time before he shouted, "Brother Chuan..."
Xu Zisheng slowly climbed up, endured the pain in his abdomen, hugged Mu Chuan's shoulders, and said with a sob: "Brother, don't cry."
Mu Chuan was held in his arms dejectedly. After a while, he said, "I'm useless, I'm useless, I..."
Xu Zisheng shook his head. He was a sensible man and the person who should least be blamed for this matter was Mu Chuan.
Because Mu Chuan had never been a member of the Xu family, by accompanying him to pay off his debts, Mu Chuan had done his utmost.
At this moment, what we should resent the most is this damn fate.
The two young men hugged each other, feeling each other's heartbeat and body temperature, like two wounded little animals licking each other's wounds.
The world is so terrible, but fortunately, I am not fighting against fate alone.
At nine o'clock that evening, the surprisingly handsome high school student next to Heige knocked on their door.
He also brought Xu Ziwei with him.
When Xu Zisheng opened the door and saw Xu Ziwei, his body began to tremble. He wanted to check immediately to see if his brother had been bullied, but he didn't dare to look. He was afraid that seeing the scars on his brother's body would drive him crazy.
The boy saw what he was thinking and said coldly, "He's fine, no one touched him."
After hearing this, Mu Chuan and Xu Zisheng were both stunned.
Xu Zisheng felt like he was on a roller coaster, with ups and downs. His heart twitched violently in fear, and then fell heavily back to its original place.
Mu Chuan remained calm and said, "Thank you, this..."
Mu Chuan didn't know what to call the boy for a moment.
The boy was not very old. He wore a blue and white high school uniform over a black shirt, which made his figure look particularly tall.
Although he looks like a young high school student, he exudes a strong aura that is far beyond his age.
The young man didn't mind and nodded slightly: "No need to thank me, I didn't do you a favor for nothing."
Mu Chuan and Xu Zisheng looked at each other and their hearts tightened again.
After a while, Mu Chuan forced a smile and said, "Sir, what do you mean by this?"
The young man pushed the door open and walked into the room without any courtesy. Mu Chuan and Xu Zisheng did not dare to stop him for a moment.
Xu Zisheng glanced back. On the surface, the young man came alone, but who knew if he was followed by several people.
The young man sat down on the sofa, naturally crossing one leg over the other, his every move and gesture filled with dignity and elegance.
Xu Zisheng and Mu Chuan couldn't figure out what he wanted to do and looked at him cautiously.
Xu Zisheng patted the back of Xu Ziwei's hand and told him to go to the bedroom.
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