Leng Yunlin's canthus were about to burst, he rushed up fiercely, and put his foot on the man's body!

That man didn't expect that Leng Yunlin would find him so soon, and he kicked him away immediately!

"Boom!—" He slammed into the foot of the table fiercely and let out a muffled groan!

Leng Yunlin took advantage of him before he could get up, and again, he punched him with five fingers, hitting the tip of his nose with one punch!

"Pfft!——" There was a muffled sound, and the man's nose was already bleeding from his beating!Before he could land a punch, Leng Yunlin punched him with a backhand, hitting his temple!

The temple is one of the most important acupoints in the human body. When Leng Yunlin punched him hard, the man's painful head buzzed, his eyes stared, he took two steps back, his footsteps were flimsy, and he didn't even notice when he hit the table. Unconsciously!

With a fierce look on Leng Yunlin's face, he punched him down, raised a chair, and a cold light flashed in his eyes!

"Go to hell!" As soon as the words were finished, the chair fell heavily on the back of the man's head. He was so painful that he didn't even groan, and passed out directly, bleeding!

"What's going on?" The huge movement also attracted many people to come.

The first to rush over were Leng Yunting and Cheng Yaoyun.After that, it was Su Xuanling, Luo Qingxue and the others.

After beating the culprit, Leng Yunlin stood up, seeing more and more people gathered outside, he immediately walked over and blocked Mu Qingyu with his back.

Her shoulder straps were torn off, and there were purple finger marks on her waist and shoulders that were tightly grasped by the man.Shrunk in the corner, eyes a little lax.

Leng Yunlin's heart was suddenly pricked.He felt that his heart was being pulled hard.

Pain spread all over the body.

"Qingyu." He walked forward slowly, walking towards Mu Qingyu step by step.

Just now Mu Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief from such a tense environment, and the whole person slid along the wall and fell to the ground.

"Qing Yu." A trace of heartache and pity flashed across Leng Yunlin's eyes.Especially when he saw that she was still holding the shard of glass tightly, and blood was overflowing from her fair neck, he felt even more distressed.

"Qingyu, give me the glass, good boy." Mu Qingyu didn't even look at him, his whole body seemed to be out of his body, broken like a rag doll.

"Qingyu, give me the glass bottle, be obedient!" He squatted down, seeing that her pupils seemed to be out of focus, he was heartbroken and pitiful at the same time.

"Qingyu, wake me up! I'm Yunlin, I'm Yunlin!" Leng Yunlin's tone was almost commanding, but at this time Qingyu couldn't hear her at all, and she glanced at Leng Yun blankly. Lin.

Yunlin?

He saw that the brilliance gradually gathered in her pupils, and he didn't hold the broken glass so hard with his fingers.Leng Yunlin immediately snatched the glass piece, then flung it far away, took off her clothes, and covered her somewhat messy body.

"Don't worry." Leng Yunlin's tone was gentle, and he slowly hugged Mu Qingyu's body into his arms, patted her on the back lightly, like comforting a nursing baby, "It's okay, Qingyu Rain, it's all right now..."

I don't know if it's because Leng Yunlin's voice is gentle enough, or because he just snatched her glass, which made her finally regain her sanity.Fear and helplessness also came back to my mind.

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