"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 339 The Blind Man and the Rich Young Master

"No...no brother..." His voice was so small that it was not much louder than the sound of a mosquito, and it was quickly drowned in the laughing and mocking voices of a few gangsters.

Those people pushed and pushed him unceremoniously, and then mocked him to their heart's content. From the beginning to the end, Yun Chu just hugged the schoolbag in his arms tightly, lowered his head without saying a word, and let those people bully him. In the end, Those people snatched his schoolbag and took out all the contents. The books and pens were scattered all over the place. They found the boy's living expenses for one month from the middle of the schoolbag, and with a look of disgust, they unceremoniously sent The 1000 yuan was taken away without a penny left, and before leaving, one of them kicked Yun Chu's weak body hard.

The young man was squatting on the ground, and was kicked to the ground if he didn't notice. The sharp stone cut through his palm, and the bright red blood snaked all the way from the palm, and finally dripped on the gray ground.

No one noticed him, those people laughed and walked away, and soon Yunchu was the only one left in the alley.

Mo Chi was standing three meters away from the alley, watching the young boy lying motionless on the ground not far away with an expressionless face. After a long time, he slowly got up on the ground with his injured hand, and then groped Go pick up the books on the floor.

Mo Chi moved his body, stepped forward to come to Yunchu, he squatted down without saying a word, helped the young man pick up all the things on the ground, put them into the schoolbag, finally zipped the schoolbag, handed it over into the hands of the opponent.

The palm touched an unfamiliar temperature, a little hot, Yun Chu shrank back almost instantly, and the person in front of him ignored his dodge and forcefully put the schoolbag into his hand.

Yun Chu's long eyelashes trembled uneasily, and after a long time, he murmured two words: "Thank you..."

His voice was very low, Mo Chi looked at his pale face and the dust on his body, the dark and deep eyes were emotionally fluctuating, and it took a long time before he regained his composure.

"What a shame." The cold and indifferent voice was ridiculed, and in an instant, the person in front of him froze.

Mo Chi watched Yun Chu open his mouth with a frightened expression on his face, an indescribable emotion suddenly surged in his heart, which made him very irritable, he frowned and sneered, and said nothing. Turning around and leaving, leaving Yunchu alone in the alley.

Mo Chi didn't know how Yunchu returned to school that night, he only knew that after he came out of the alley, he was very depressed, as if he was holding a fire and had nowhere to vent, seeing nothing pleasing to the eye, so he fled logically. After missing the afternoon class, I found a bar and plunged in.

No amount of alcohol could numb his nerves. The more Mo Chi drank, the clearer his consciousness became. The face that was so pale that there was no blood in his mind dangled back and forth in front of his eyes, lingering.

Mo Chi scratched his hair irritably, then raised his hand and drank the wine in his hand. The little fat man who was called to accompany him sat beside him in fear, not daring to say a word.

With a "bang", the wine glass in his hand made a crisp sound on the marble table. Wei Peng was taken aback. He raised his head to look at the young man in front of him, and said cautiously, "Boss, are you in a bad mood?" ?”

Mo Chi flicked his cold eyes like a knife: Ask knowingly.

Wei Peng scratched his head: "Did that kid surnamed Yun provoke you again?"

Seeing that Mo Chi didn't speak, he thought he had hit the mark, and slapped his fleshy hand heavily on his thigh, making a crisp "pop".

Wei Peng stood up from the sofa with a "chuckle" and said viciously, "I'm going to beat him right now to vent your anger!"

As he said that, he turned around and was about to leave. Mo Chi's already irritable mood because of the youth became even more irritable. He raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him: "Stop."

Wei Peng stopped and turned to look at him: "Don't worry, Boss, I will teach him a good lesson this time."

Mo Chi listened to his words, the veins on the forehead of his swollen head twitched, as if it was about to explode, he raised his hand to cover his head and gave him a cold look: "Who allowed you to go?"

Wei Peng: "..."

"You are not allowed to trouble him again in the future."

Wei Peng: "Huh?"

Mo Chi: "Can't you understand human speech?"

"Understand, understand, Boss, if you say you don't look for it, don't look for it, I will listen to you." Wei Peng was shocked by his gaze as if he was looking at a dead thing, and he was busy after recovering. Nodding without hesitation.

Mo Chi hummed lightly, not caring what the other person was thinking at all, grabbed the wine on the table and started drinking again.

Wei Peng looked at him pouring water like drinking water, and he didn't dare to say a word quietly, but he remembered Yun Chu's words in his heart, determined to find an opportunity to teach him a hard lesson.

And this opportunity came quickly.

When Mo Chi received a call from Papa Mo, Mo Chi was fighting with people in an Internet cafe. The mobile phone beside him vibrated as if urging him to die. Mo Chi looked at the caller ID on it, his brows were full of impatience and disgust, and a big black button appeared on the screen. With the word "failure", he slammed the mouse in his hand angrily.

The phone was still vibrating, as if he wouldn't stop until he picked it up.

"Hey?"

"Mo Chi! Central Hospital, I don't care where you are right now, rush over here immediately, otherwise, I won't be your son!" Father Mo, who always talked to him with anger, had a special voice this time. Low and calm, with a serious tone, without a hint of joking in it.

Mo Chi listened to his words, and for some reason, an inexplicable uneasiness suddenly enveloped his whole heart.

Today is the annual sports meeting of the high school. Every year at this time, the students are the happiest time, because it means that they have a small holiday of five days after rounding up. Even for Mo, who has been skipping classes for three years To put it bluntly, the sports meeting is also one of the few days he likes.

Originally, he planned to kill everyone in the Internet cafe, but now, a phone call from Papa Mo destroyed all his emotions.

He originally wanted to ignore it, but the man's serious voice echoed in his ears like a spell over and over again. In the end, he still couldn't hold back his annoyance and turned off the computer, carrying his schoolbag and typing on the side of the road. The car went to the city center hospital.

"Malnutrition, multiple bruises and soft tissue contusions, campus violence is not ruled out, depression, loss of appetite, resistance to communicating with others, fear of sharp voices and crowded places...Mr. Mo, I suggest that the police deal with it as soon as possible, or I need to find a better psychiatrist...he is in a very bad situation now."

Mo Chi stood in the ward, listening to the conversation between the doctor and Father Mo, with a dazed expression on his face.