Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Zhang Yujie was still talking endlessly, but I didn't listen to a word.

Although the rain is strong, people can still hide under the eaves and inside the house without being drenched by rain.Even if you have to go out due to helplessness, you only need to hold an umbrella or put on a raincoat to keep out the heavy rain!

I felt like I touched something, and my breathing became a little short.

Zhang Yujie noticed my abnormal state and asked, "What's wrong?"

I murmured: "It turns out that the best defense is not to evade..."[

"What's that?" Zhang Yujie asked a little strangely.

I ignored him, and I was still thinking in my mind: If we compare the ubiquitous fists and kicks in the club to this heavy rain, there is no way to escape, no matter where we stand, we will be attacked when……

What kind of thing can be used as an "umbrella" to help me fend off these punches?

I feel that the answer is close at hand, but what kind of things are missing, but I can't touch it!

The umbrella keeps the rain out of my way before it hits me.

Then what kind of thing can I use to fend off those fists and feet before they land on me?

I couldn't figure it out, and felt like I was a little crazy. From the water drops in the medicine pool before, to the raindrops pouring down from the sky, to the umbrellas that bounced the raindrops away, I thought of those nowhere Absent fists and kicks.

I think I'm really crazy.I blame that damn Chinese teacher. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be in a bad mood, and wouldn't be abused in the club in broad daylight!

After entering the club, Zhang Yujie put the umbrella away and took off his clothes to reveal the cross. It seemed that he was ready to fight again.

Some people in the field made booing sounds, and seemed to have noticed that the person who fought to his death was coming again.

When I saw the malicious eyes of many people, I knew that Zhang Yujie was going to suffer again.

"Hey, are you really okay?" I was a little worried.

"It's okay." Zhang Yujie's eyes showed arrogance, and the bloodthirsty eyes made people feel terrible.

"There are a lot of them." I looked at Zhang Yujie, who had become a public enemy, and shook my head.

"I can't die, hehe."