Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

They were not serious people before the end of the world, and now the end of the world only gives them an excuse to vent the malice in their hearts.

Chen Qiyu resisted instinctively, his face darkened with anger, "Get out of here, you bunch of scum, scum."

No matter what era it is, there will always be a group of scum.

Wu Xingbai was handed over to other people by Chen Qiyu to help support her temporarily. He was drowsy and his vision was blurry. He vaguely felt that Qiyu seemed to have quarreled with someone.

Not only did they quarrel, but they also seemed to be bullied...

He moved his fingers and legs with difficulty, as if he wanted to go over and rescue Saitama, but he was so exhausted from the fever that his body was completely drained and his mind was in a mess.

"Saitama...Saitama..."

Wu Xingbai almost fell, but fortunately a big hand suddenly reached out from behind and supported his elbow in time, preventing him from falling headfirst.

Wei Yuqing was originally following the crowd to watch what was happening over there with Chen Qiyu, but when Wu Xingbai made this noise, Zhao Xuan's big hand that was holding the person up with ease caught his attention.

He stared at Zhao Xuan's hand with his deep and cold eyes without saying a word. His freezing gaze seemed as if he wanted to freeze the person directly.

Zhao Xuan didn't notice Wei Yuqing's gaze this time. It's not that he couldn't notice it, but it's really... some people are too disgusting, so disgusting that he has no time to talk to Wei Yuqing.

He pushed Wu Xingbai in front of others and said, "Hold him."

The boy responded in a daze, and instinctively obeyed, "Oh."

Zhao Xuan pinched his wrist, clenched his fist, and moved his right hand.

Then he strode over and said, "It's so lively here, how can I be missing?"

His smirk and irrelevant tone of voice might make someone who didn't know him think he was a street thug from some street.

But when people see his face, no one can say the word "street thug".

It is because his face is so blessed, a handsome and elegant face, like a gentleman among orchids.

Of course, the premise is to ignore his irrelevant tone.

Several men who surrounded Chen Qiyu and took the opportunity to tease her saw a man who looked like a male celebrity coming over. The man had a pair of alluring peach blossom eyes, and whether he was smiling or not, he gave people the illusion of a smile.

"Who are you? How dare you control us? Even if you want to be a hero and save the beauty, you should consider your own weight. With your arms and legs, who do you think you can save?"

In fact, what this person said about arms and legs is a bit exaggerated!

You have to know that Zhao Xuan has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with perfect golden body proportions. Although he cannot be called strong, people like Chen Qiyu who have seen him fight know that he is incredibly strong!

"If you're a man, don't be violent towards women!" Zhao Xuanfeng smiled calmly and quickly dealt with the men who intended to use violence.

"Oh?" The men looked at each other, and then burst into unprecedented laughter.

"Hahahaha! I'm dying of laughter! A pretty boy pretends to be a hero! There are really all kinds of birds in the forest!"

"Tsk, the way you talk, it seems like you are very powerful?" Zhao Xuan curled his lips, tilted his head, and stretched his muscles.

"It just so happens that I haven't relaxed for a long time, so let's have a fight. Let me see if your hand and foot skills are as mean and powerful as your mouth."

This curse, without a single dirty word, is extremely harsh to the ear.

His words successfully angered everyone.

Except for some passers-by watching the fight from the outside, seven or eight adult men surrounded Zhao Xuan and beat him alone.

Zhao Xuan did a sideways spinning kick and hit the shoulder of the first person who rushed over, making the person feel numb all over his shoulder.

His shoulder was numb, and he held it with his hand, his face full of pain.

Seeing that Zhao Xuan had already started fighting with them, Chen Qiyu took the opportunity to slip away.

If she stayed in the center of this vortex, not only would she fail to solve the problem, but she would also cause trouble for Zhao Xuan.

In order not to cause trouble for Zhao Xuan, Chen Qiyu, knowing that he could not help, decisively ran back to Wu Xingbai.

Wu Xingbai hugged Chen Qiyu tightly, as she was shaking with fear. He instinctively hugged Chen Qiyu's slender shoulders back, not caring about his own dizziness, and comforted her softly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The anger in my heart was ignited again.

Where Chen Qiyu couldn't see, the gentleness in Wu Xingbai's eyes faded away like the tide, leaving only endless coldness.

"Aren't you going to go over and help?" Someone turned and looked at Wei Yuqing curiously.

Wei Yuqing didn't answer and still had a stern face. If he was a little uglier, this expression would have discouraged many people from looking at him.

The man felt embarrassed and shut up angrily, without trying to talk to Wei Yuqing again.

Zhao Xuan's actions were ruthless and merciless. In less than two minutes, all the people were lying on the ground.

They were tortured by Zhao Xuan for several rounds, lying down, standing up, and lying down again.

In front of Zhao Xuan, they had no power to fight back and were finally beaten so badly that they couldn't get up.

One of them endured the pain, rested his forehead on the ground, and barely sat up. He looked at Zhao Xuan with fear and hatred, "What do you want?"

"Me?" Zhao Xuan sighed, casually took out a lollipop from his pocket, opened it and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you this?"

In sharp contrast to Zhao Xuan's leisurely and handsome appearance were the seven or eight people lying on the ground, each of them crying out in pain and unable to get up for a long time.

Those who don’t know would think they are trying to scam people.

Who made Zhao Xuan beat this group of people? He was so agile and skillful that it seemed as if knocking them down was a piece of cake. It looked so easy with just a few gestures.

The man who happened to be passed by Zhao Xuan and stepped on the back of his hand howled in pain, his face twisted and deformed, "..."

grass.

There are so many people here, why did they only step on his hand?

"There are a large number of zombies outside and you dare not go up. Don't you feel ashamed to bully two children who have little fighting ability in a group?"

"Or have your skins become as thick as a city wall, impervious to swords and guns?"

Several people glared at Zhao Xuan.

Not only were they angry with Zhao Xuan, but even the others who had attacked Aqing and his sister were equally furious!

This indiscriminate attack really angered a lot of people.

With his own strength, Zhao Xuan attracted the hatred of nearly half of the people present.

Zhao Xuan used his fingers to brush off the non-existent dust on his body.

"My fists are only swung at the weak and innocent. If I were you, I would have committed suicide out of shame!"

The people who should be ashamed to commit suicide mentioned by Zhao Xuan, "......"

"If you save him, you will be courting death!" The registrar was angry and afraid, and spoke out.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Zhao Xuan had a sly smile on his face, but the smile was cold and did not reach his eyes.

The registrar shuddered and his legs shook.

The moment he met Zhao Xuan's half-smile, he felt as if his chest was stabbed hard, the pain going straight to his soul.

Fuck, he’s just a young boy, why does he look so scary?