But as soon as he got closer, a black shadow blocked him, preventing him from taking another step forward.

"You also want to take action?" Wen Qizhou, who couldn't figure out his intention, lowered his eyes and looked at the boy with a flat head who was half a head shorter than him.

Hearing that there might be a fight, Yuan Chuan followed him and stood next to him, staring at the young man closely.

"I don't want to." Yao Chengwei was not afraid.

He witnessed the whole process and knew that the problem was with his girlfriend. He said tiredly: "If I apologize on her behalf, can you let your wife let her go? If you continue to beat her like this, you will get a concussion."

"Not that much."

"..." He looked at Yang Beijia, who was still in a weird mood. He was extremely tired, but he couldn't ignore it: "She has been a little stimulated during this period, so don't take it to heart."

Yuan Chuan saw that the young man's attitude was quite sincere, so he chatted with him: "No matter how much she is stimulated, she should not take it out on others. Do you think this is the truth?"

"yes."

"As victims, we should teach her a lesson, right?"

"……right."

"Be aware!" He put his arm around Yao Chengwei's shoulder and said seriously: "Young people all grow up in adversity and suffering. If you intervene this time, how can she make progress?"

Yao Chengwei fell silent.

Yang Beijia, who was still waiting for him to help her, heard their conversation and her scream seemed to pierce the sky.

She said vaguely: "He is puking..."

"Look, she's gone crazy again." Yuan Chuan sighed, and pulled Yao Chengwei, who was surrounded, to the side to smoke.

Tell him the philosophy of life by the way.

The unattended Yang Beijia stopped struggling. Chi Yue saw her lying motionless like a dead fish. According to the number of times she kicked the carton, she "kicked" it with her head for the last time and then stopped.
Chapter completed!