When Yan Han saw Xiao Sheng, he remembered where Song Xiang came from.
"Why are you together?"
Xiao Sheng glanced at Song Xiang, saw Song Xiang's eyes flashing slightly, and knew in his heart that he didn't mention the tire thing just now.
"coincide."
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want to hide it from Yan Han, but he was injured now and had to go back to rest before talking about such a heavy topic as "assassination".
Yan Han hugged her and accurately caught the trembling of her eyelashes, causing him to frown.
He put one hand on the edge of the ring and stood up.
This injury itself was nothing to him. Just now he was just trying to tease Song Xiang, but now when he saw Xiao Sheng, he knew it was nothing good.
"You two, I still have a mess to deal with here, you can do it yourself. Please go back and persuade that desperate Mr. Lu to stop causing trouble to us poor public servants."
Xiao Sheng put his hands in his pockets, with a leisurely posture, and glanced at the stage again, "Of course, what I hope most is that you don't cause me any trouble."
After saying that, he left calmly, carrying the gun, and probably went to clean up the next place.
Song Xiang supported Yan Han, "Can you still walk?"
Yan Han stretched his muscles and said, "I can walk even if I hold you."
Song Xiang looked distressed, "If I had the strength, I would hug you and go."
Yan Han laughed and felt a little more relaxed. He put his arm around her waist and suddenly lifted her up.
Song Xiang felt the world spin for a while and her body was thrown from the edge of the ring. Before she could even scream, her feet had already touched the ground. She staggered and leaned on Yan Han's chest.
The speed was so fast that she didn't even realize how he did it.
"Aren't you injured?"
Yan Han's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he looked down at her, "This little injury is not enough."
Although he said this, Song Xiang did not dare to be careless. She still remembered the few punches Lu Zechen had just hit Yan Yanhan, but they seemed to hit her heart. All her emotions were mixed together, and she went up to find Lu Zechen's desperate heart.
All.
Yan Han led her away through another door, which was considered a special passage without any noise, and she soon reached the ground.
Yan Song and others were waiting above. When he saw them coming up, he quickly opened the car door.
After getting into the car, Song Xiang started looking for medicine.
"Lu Zechen must be crazy, coming to a place like this to seek death." She complained while checking Yan Han's wounds.
Yan Han leaned on his seat and turned to look at her, "Give him those postcards."
Song Xiang curled her lips and glared at him, "No."
Bastard, he not only bullied Sister Lian, but also bullied her boyfriend.
"Gu Lian is pregnant and is alone outside. Are you really relieved?" Yan Han squinted his eyes and said lazily: "Even if Lu Zechen has great hands and eyes, he still has to go through all the cities you know.
Three to five months is enough for him to be calm and sober."
Song Xiang wiped the corners of his mouth, frowned and said, "But Sister Lian didn't even have time to hide from him. If I had said..."
"Gu Lian is trying her best to avoid him, so naturally she won't go to a big city. She is still pregnant. If she has to give birth in a dark place, have you thought about the consequences?" Yan Yan asked.
Song Xiang stopped his movements and thought carefully, and could not help but feel a chill running down his spine.
"Then I'll go back and give you the postcard, but you have to promise that if Lu Zechen bullies Sister Lian again, you have to help me."
Yan Han closed his eyes and raised the corners of his bluish mouth.