But Su had already stood there blankly.

It's like being scared stupid...

His experience is only twelve years old.

And he was still twelve years old, a child from a poor family.

When he saw his sister lying weak and helpless on the ground, he felt as if something was broken in his heart.

Broken.

Everything is broken...

Chen Yaxuan turned her head and looked at Su Zao who was coming.

She didn't speak.

Just tears welling up in the corners of his eyes again.

Su has come early.

Here comes someone you can trust...

But then Chen Yaxuan seemed to have remembered something, and used all her strength to shout to Su Zao: "Let's go!"

She fears for her own safety.

He was also afraid that Su Zao would be involved because of him.

Last time.

Su Zao bravely stood up for her, stood in front of everyone, and protected her with childish words...

She didn't want Su Zao to get hurt.

I don’t want this child to experience something he shouldn’t have to experience again...

"sister."

Su Zao's voice became hoarse.

It felt like something was stuck in my throat.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, but he didn't know if he should step forward and pull his sister up at this time.

"close the door!"

When Hong Mao saw that the person coming was just a boy, his worries were relieved a lot.

The person at the door pulled Su Zao in.

Without any explanation, he closed the door with a "bang!"

Hongmao's face was gloomy and uncertain. Now that others had seen his group, he was also thinking about how to deal with Su Zao.

Men are different from women.

It's not safe at all to not even think about making a small movie...

Think about it.

Hongmao felt that the only way to make this kid "shut up" was.

Maybe it just keeps him from opening his mouth...

"Lao Hong, how to deal with it?"

The younger brothers also realized that something was wrong and were eager to ask their elder brother.

"There is nothing we can do. Let's blame us for our misfortune and blame him for his misfortune."

The red-haired man held his forehead with his hand.

It was difficult to stand up with a body that was just about to be happy.

He took out a dagger from his pocket and walked towards Su Zao step by step.

This is the situation now.

Hongmao also understood that if he asked these guys to do something, he would probably be rejected.

The only way is to go into battle personally and tie everyone in line...

Intentional homicide.

This has gone to another level.

Hong Mao felt that he was really forced to do nothing this time and could only bite the bullet.

He doesn't want to.

But I can’t help but do it...

Several people in the room held their breaths.

They naturally knew what their big brother was about to do.

But the sudden stimulation of the incident prevented them from reacting correctly for a while, so they could only stand there and watch...

"Let's go, Su Zao!"

"Let's go!"

Chen Yaxuan shouted to Su Zao, who was standing like a piece of wood.

She hoped that the other party could listen to even a little bit of what she said...

only.

Su Zao made no move.

He just stood with his head buried in the air, his arms hanging casually by his side.

Seems stupid.

It seems that I can't accept today's scene...

Red-haired people don't dare to be careless.

He understood that there could be no hesitation about this kind of thing.

He mistakenly felt that since he had reached this point, he had lost his way back.

Walked to Su Zao.

Hongmao looked at this young boy.

There is also a conflict in my heart that makes it difficult to take action...

final.

Wrong thinking triumphs over reason.

He raised the dagger and was about to stab Su Zao in the throat!

"What...is going on?"

Hongmao was stunned.

Everyone else was also stunned.

Because Hong Mao's right hand, which he had already stabbed with the knife, was broken into two pieces and rolled bloody to the ground.

On the contrary, the arm that had lost its palm was firmly held in Su Zao's hand.

The pain after recovery is transmitted to the brain through nerves.

Hongmao's expression became distorted, and he kept rolling on the ground in pain...

He howled and screamed.

Just like Chen Yaxuan did before...

"Help, help me! Call 120!"

No one knows how the red-haired hand was broken.

They only knew that the young man who was originally going to be killed was still standing in front of them safe and sound...

Su had already moved.

He lifted up his white sneakers.

Without hesitation, he stepped on Hong Mao's blood-covered arm.

He looked down at this guy who was rolling and screaming on the ground.

"ah!

!”

"Quick! Push him away!"

Hongmao was covered in cold sweat, and it was difficult to spit out these words from his mouth.
To be continued...