urban fascination

Chapter 8: Komatsu Lin Zhihao protects the flowers

Zhihao froze for a moment, the first thing he felt was fear.That's right, Zhihao, who just walked out of the campus, can go through so many things. Looking at the three men who are in a hurry, troubles are coming, and the sense of fear naturally arises.

Immediately, Zhihao was replaced by another feeling.

That is pride.

The arrogance comes from Zhihao's love for his sister.

Zhihao has a gentle and beautiful older sister. Since childhood, Zhihao has liked her sister, and her sister seems to be an indispensable part of his life. Although weak, she has become her protector.

If my sister gets hurt in any way, Zhihao will do my best to protect her. My sister is proud of Zhihao, and Zhihao has become my sister's pride.

Today, the consciousness of protecting his sister, or the consciousness of protecting flowers, suddenly awakened in Zhihao's heart.

Regardless of whether they are sisters or sisters, they are always the object of their own protection. Who makes themselves a man? Men are born to protect women and prevent them from any harm.

Yu Ting is also my sister, although I have only known her for a few days, the man's responsibility and arrogance told Zhihao that now, he is Yu Ting's protector, who made her his sister?

Can't let Yu Ting suffer any harm!

Zhihao's nameless fire broke out, his sister was desecrated and hurt, and he had to protect it, even with his life!

Zhihao stood up abruptly, glaring at the three of them with an angry face, the atmosphere became tense for a moment, as if an explosion was imminent.

Yu Ting also stood up, pulling Zhihao all the time, telling Zhihao not to cause trouble.

In fact, Zhihao didn't want to cause trouble, but it still caused trouble, and once trouble was caused, it would be a big deal.

The struggle between men is nothing more than desire for power and hatred, and it is always related to women. Now, the battle in front of them is inseparable from women.

The focus of the fight is Yu Ting, Meng Yu Ting, a beautiful, charming and graceful woman.

She is now Zhihao's sister Ting. Zhihao is a young boy who has just graduated from university, and Zhihao is facing three men who are staring at him, and his identity is probably a social ruffian.

The three wanted to hurt Yu Ting, Zhihao wanted to protect Yu Ting, where the conflict was, the fight began.

Ten eyes began to glare, six to four, three men to one man and one woman, to be precise, it should be three men to one man, Yu Ting was just a foil, not even a foil, her existence made Zhihao much more He was a bit scruples, but it really inspired Zhihao's pride.

The war officially broke out.

The reason that triggered the outbreak of the war was still Yu Ting.

A man's hand stretched out towards Yu Ting, and the destination was his chest.

Zhihao was furious, he pushed aside the man's hand and stood in front of Yuting.

As expected of doing this kind of thing often, as expected of being battle-tested, the three of them quickly gathered around, and the man who rushed to the front suddenly swung his fist at Zhihao.

Zhihao dodged subconsciously, but he didn't dodge, and hit Zhihao's face firmly with his fist.

Zhihao's head "hummed" for a moment, and stars appeared in his eyes.

Then the three of them came up together, punching and kicking Zhihao.

Yuting was terrified and shouted loudly.

The three of them were even more proud, and the fists and kicks they put on Zhihao became even harder. For a while, Zhihao was only able to parry, but had no power to fight back.

Generally speaking, people are always peaceful, and only after being hurt, they think of breaking out. Zhihao is exactly such a person.

Zhihao felt the pain, the real pain, the pain can often ignite a person's fighting spirit, once a person has a fighting spirit, he can work hard, especially a man, only when he has a fighting spirit can he become a real man.

This is post-strike, post-strike, reasonable and disciplined.

Zhihao couldn't think too much, he didn't have time to think too much, he just raised his fist and fought back, resolutely and bravely.

Zhihao's fist greeted him, and what Zhihao never expected was that a guy who rushed to the front hadn't retracted his arm, but he didn't know where he was coming from. Hit by Zhihao's fist.

Just listening to "click", it is crisp and sweet. At this moment, there is no more beautiful sound in the world than this kind of sound.

Zhihao listened pleasantly, and Yuting listened pleasantly.