Into the enchanting high school by mistake: training camp for handsome men

Chapter 218 The Torn Scar: The First Misfortune of the Heavenly God 【5】

"No... I didn't kill it... He pounced on him himself, it's none of my business..." Let Chen Yong look at the dagger in his hand, throw it tremblingly on the ground and take two steps back, his eyes are full of reason. The fear of seeing blood on Lun Yuxi's abdomen.

However, the remaining anger of Shangsenfu was confused because of Lun Yuxi's blood flowing into a river, and he didn't know what to do.

"You wait, I'll call someone... Lun Yuxi, hold on to me." For the first time, the boy with black shattered hair and dark blue phoenix eyes was so flustered and frightened. I don't know what to do with the blood that keeps gushing out.

"Shang... Shangsen..." A lot of dark red liquid gushed out from the corner of his mouth, it must be stomach bleeding, he was deeply stabbed|into the stomach by a short knife, the pain was excruciating.

But the person he called didn't listen to him at all, and held the phone in his hand fiercely, completely stunned.

"Sorry, your phone is down and cannot make calls..."

Damn, damn, damn...

"Shang...Shangsen...can I squint my eyes for a while..." Lun Yuxi grabbed Shangsen Fuyu's arm, gasped for breath, and said a complete sentence, which made his abdomen ache.

His white clothes were stained with dark red blood like an angel with broken wings (...I think of sanitary napkins), and he was holding on to Mori Fuyu's hand tightly, feeling weak, and felt that his vision of the ceiling was even more blurred Well, Lun Yuxi felt... This time the loss was too big, and this bastard Shangsenfu had to make him lose his life.

Who would have thought that such words would be exchanged for the black-haired boy to roar: "If you dare to close your eyes, I'll throw you to the bar to be a male publicist!"

...so ruthless.

Lun Yuxi wanted to laugh but coughed a few times feebly, his cheeks paled, this was the first time he saw Shangsen Fuyu threatening him like this, viciously looking as if he was going to strangle him to death.

"But I'm tired..."

Lun Yuxi felt that his throat was full of the smell of rust, mouthful after mouthful, salty blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, even if he died, he would drag Chen Yong into the water and let him go to see Lord Yan, Lun Yuxi never They are all narrow-minded people. If someone gives him a knife, he has no reason not to pay it back, or he will give that person ten knives back.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Chen Yong's livid face, but he heard Shang Mori's deep and suppressed voice in his ears.

"Tired are you?"

"Hmm..." Her honey-colored eyes turned to stare at that terrifyingly handsome face that was always calm.

The next second, this handsome face roared angrily: "Hold it!"

Rang Chen Yongqing had a face, and almost let his subordinates run out with support.

"Young master, let's forget it... Look at you..."

The boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old turned pale, and gritted his teeth: "This is to save face for Lun Yuxi, don't think I will let you go just like that, Uemori Fuyu... see you next time!"

As he spoke, he picked up the dagger that fell on the ground, and was staggered away by a group of men in black.
After letting Chen Yong leave, Lun Yuxi was already furious: "Shang Sen... It seems that I won't even have the chance to marry a wife..."

"Shut up! I'll take you to the hospital right now!" Shang Senfu lowered his head and neck, folded Lun Yuxi's hands in front of his chest, and stretched out his hands to carry a body that was not much lighter than him.

Supporting his long legs with little physical strength, he ran quickly towards the city hospital.

(End of this chapter)