Kuaichuan live broadcast to save the blackened male god

Chapter 2 Strong Counterattack
"Stop?" The boy lowered his voice and moved closer to the boy who was leaning against the corner of the wall. He held the boy's chin with one hand, and directly put the boy on the wall. The shadow cast by the height of 1.8 meters completely enveloped the thin boy. With strong oppression.

The sharp eyes stared at the boy whose expression was blurred, "What do you want to say? Young master of the Ye family?" The words were frivolous and ironic.

The young man finally raised his head, his eyes hidden in the power met his line of sight, the light from the sunlight gap just hit the young man's crow feather-like eyelashes and cast a shadow, the young man's faintly blue eyes were like waves and sunlight on the sea. The junction line of the star was dotted, bright, bright and clear. What surprised him most was that he thought he would see resentment, hostility, unwillingness, and humiliation in the boy's eyes, but he didn't.

Not only not, but his eyes were calm, even calmer than stagnant water. For no reason, people felt powerless with a fist on cotton, and had the illusion of being teased. It was him who was taught a lesson. ? !
Why does he feel a little crazy right now?

Just when he was still searching for why he was depressed, the young man's slender hand grabbed his wrist. The hand was white and its fingers were as delicate as sculptures. He thought that if it was made into a sample, it should attract the attention of the world. Yes!

At the moment when he was distracted, he tasted the pain, which was hard for him to experience.

His wrist was flipped with irresistible force, and before turning around, he pushed his hand back to a position where it was hard to move, bent his knees and hit his elbows and pressed him on one knee against the wall. He grabbed his hair and forced him to hold his head up. He stared inexplicably at the dazzling eyes of the young man with his hair fluttering, listening to his light laughing tone, "How is it? Is it fun?"

All the action was at the moment of lightning and fire, and several young men in military uniforms exclaimed, "Brother Long!"

Long Aojie felt that his arm could not move at all, and the perfect movements of capturing people were incredible, and the situation was reversed in the blink of an eye, making people have to recall the cowardly look that did not dare to resist being slaughtered a minute ago.

I think it's getting more and more interesting!

He waved his hand and replied, "Nothing!" Only then did the boys stop moving forward.

The teenager curved the corners of his mouth, showing his big white teeth, "It's fun!" He tried to get rid of the boy's simple suppressing actions but found that he couldn't do it. When did Ye Xiange, a weak chicken, have such powerful strength!

Just when Ye Xiange wanted to say something, he found a young man standing between the light and shadow not far away. He immediately released the restraint on Long Aojie, brushed off his bangs, and tidied up his clothes before looking at the other party. The elegant etiquette in her bones, she doesn't want her image to be imperfect!
The boy was about 17 years old, 1.9 meters tall, but his body was thin, as if he had been sick all year round. His delicate and masculine face was a hundred times more perfect than a carefully carved sculpture. The proportion of his body was very enviable. , It's a scenery she's never seen before. It's amazing to have such a monstrous face dangling around!
The most striking thing was those eyes. The long and curled eyelashes covered the extremely indifferent eyes. When he saw them, he seemed to just glance at them, and then he left with his long legs in his pockets. , they seemed to him as a background without any sense of existence.

To be honest, this is the first time she has seen such a boring person!
(End of this chapter)