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They had done it before, stripping off women's clothes, but this was the first time for these hooligans to strip off men's clothes, so they couldn't do it quickly. In addition, the male teacher was a man after all, and he was not as easy to manipulate as women when resisting. , it took a little effort, but after a few punches and kicks, it became much more honest.
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Du Xiuran was kicked in the waist by a hooligan. The pain was severe. He lay on the table and breathed hard. For a moment, he seemed to have returned to decades ago. The feeling of being manipulated and humiliated came back to him again, making him panic. Fear and helplessness.
At this time, someone reached out to Du Xiuran's waist and was about to untie his belt. Du Xiuran realized that covering him up prevented him from succeeding. Seeing his resistance, the hooligan next to him immediately slapped Du Xiuran aside.
The house was on the second floor of an old house with insufficient heating. It was very old and very cold inside. Du Xiuran was trembling and huddled at the table, with blood still bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his face was red and swollen from the beating. There were still traces of being pinched and twisted on his body.
A young hooligan touched Du Xiuran's legs and said with a smile: "Don't say these legs are really beautiful. This is the first time I've seen a man look like this."
Another said: "The right thing is the waist. It's so thin that it will definitely be comfortable to hold."
The little hooligan next to him said: "Didn't you say you don't want to fuck men? Are you interested again?"
The little gangster who touched the leg said: "Hey, once it's old, it'll be familiar again. I also want to try the difference between having sex with a teacher and having sex with a woman." After saying that, he went to pry off Du Xiuran's legs to see.
Du Xiuran's back hurt badly, but he still moved to avoid the little gangster's hand. When the gangster saw that he was not touching him, he immediately kicked Du Xiuran to the ground. The sand and stones on the ground rubbed Du Xiuran's skin, and the hand fell out. A series of red marks.
The boss, Zhao San, walked over and pulled away the little gangster next to him. He knelt down and looked at the bruised Du Xiuran and said, "If you tell me the password now, I will leave you some dignity as a teacher. You don't want your students to see it." To the photos of you being fucked to death by several men, right?"
Du Xiuran shivered from the cold, but did not look at Zhao San. He bit his lip and remained silent. Even if it was only a penny of the kid's money, he would not give it to any of them because they did not deserve it.
Zhao San's eyes instantly became fierce. He grabbed Du Xiuran and said fiercely: "Very good, then don't blame me for not saving you face. It's you who don't want it." After saying that, he firmly held Du Xiuran's chin. , lowered his head and kissed her forcefully.
Wu Qingcang was running to the entrance of the alley with strange movements. Through the thick wall, he could already hear Du Xiuran's resisting whimpering. The painful sound made Wu Qingcang's anger instantly rise to the top of the meter. He abandoned the stairs and went instead He directly inserted his nails into the wall and instantly jumped to the second floor. He saw the scene in the house from the second floor window.
At first glance, Wu Qingcang's eyes, which had not been red for many years, suddenly turned blood red, and his nails sprang out uncontrollably. Du Xiuran in the room was covered in injuries, like a broken rag doll being pulled by several people. .
He even saw the blood at the corner of Du Xiuran's mouth and the tears at the corner of his eyes. His heart felt as if someone had cut it open. The blood vessels in his forehead suddenly burst. Almost at the same time, the window was smashed to pieces by his punch, and the glass was on the spot. Broken all over the ground.
The two people closest to the window barely reacted before they were kicked to the wall by Wu Qingcang. Their heads bled immediately and they fainted.
Several hooligans, including Zhao San and Yu Dong, looked at the window in shock and saw a tall man with blood-red eyes and a violent aura glaring at them with a ferocious look on his face.
The man almost gritted his teeth and said to Zhao San word by word: "Let him go."
The little hooligan felt a little palpitated when he saw his companion being kicked to the ground with blood by this man. However, he still took advantage of the strength of the crowd and said loudly: "Who are you? Do you want your life? Do you dare to beat our boss? He will survive." I'm getting impatient" Before he could finish his words, the little gangster screamed, bent down and covered his mouth, wailing.
Several people immediately took a few steps back in fear, a little horrified, because they had just seen clearly that this man just kicked a beer bottle cap on the ground and smashed two of his front teeth. , this kind of strength is really not simple.
Yu Dong, who was standing next to him, had already recognized this man as Wu Qingcang, and hid in an inconspicuous corner, thinking bitterly in his heart: "It's so stupid, the road between enemies is narrow, the more you fear, the more you get"
The boss, Zhao Sanqi, looked Wu Qingcang up and down and asked: "Boy, if you are from the road, please sign up."Come, lean on Wu Qingcang's shoulder and breathe lightly.
When he got home, Wu Qingcang carefully put Du Xiuran on the bed, then twisted a hot towel and wiped his wounds just like Du Xiuran had taken care of him before.
Seeing that the kid's face seemed anxious, Du Xiuran opened his eyes and forced a smile. He raised his hand and stroked Wu Qingcang's hair and said, "I'm fine. This little injury won't kill anyone."
Wu Qingcang silently put down the towel, then kissed Du Xiuran's mouth and felt the warmth on his lips. He then touched the wound at the corner of Du Xiuran's mouth lovingly with his fingers. His eyes were a little panicked. If he had been late again before, After a while, the consequences were simply unimaginable.
Du Xiuran raised his hand and slowly covered Wu Qingcang's hand on his face. He looked at Wu Qingcang and said softly: "Kid, thank you for what happened today." Then he hurriedly shook Wu Qingcang's hand and said : "The money in the card should still be there, I didn't reveal the password."