"I'm paralyzed, you're shameless!"

The black man in gray short-sleeved men who stood up and gave up his seat just now was furious and waved his fists toward Liu Yifei.

Seeing the fist coming towards him, Liu Yifei couldn't help but tremble, but soon calmed down because Liu Yifei believed that with Ye Rongyao by her side, she would not be hurt.

Just when the fist was still half a meter away from Liu Yifei, the man in black in black in a blue shirt behind the black man suddenly made a move and rushed towards the back of the gray short-sleeved black man in the back of the head.

"Bang!"

The fist of the black man in gray short-sleeved was not hit by Liu Yifei, but the fist of the black man in blue shirt behind him hit the back of the head of the black man in gray short-sleeved. He was so strong that he directly beat the black man in gray short-sleeved to death.

"ah……"

"What's going on?"

The sudden scene made everyone in the workshop stunned.

I really can't figure out how this happened.

It is obvious that these two black men are in the same group. This black man in gray short-sleeved shirt wants to beat Liu Yifei, and this black man in blue shirt doesn't help, but he didn't expect to beat his companion so hard.

This is really incredible.

"Um……"

The black man in gray short-sleeved shirt was stunned for a moment, and came back to his senses and turned his head incredibly to look at his companion.

I never thought that my companion would attack me behind my back.

"No...not me..."

The black man in a blue shirt came to his senses and shouted in horror.

The black man in a blue shirt just now hit his companion in the back of the head. It was not what he wanted to do, but his hands were uncontrollable, as if he was controlled by some mysterious force before punching.

"Not you?"

The angry black man wearing gray short-sleeved shirt was stunned.

After all, I am the only good friend behind me. It wasn’t him who hit him hard on the back of the head, but who hit him hard on the back of the head.

The main reason is that the black man wearing gray short-sleeved shirts himself doesn't believe that his friends will be so ruthless inexplicably.

Hearing the words of the black man in a blue shirt, the people in the car could not help but look at him with contempt. Everyone had just seen the black man in a blue shirt take action with their own eyes, but now they are still shamelessly disagreeing.

This black man wearing gray short-sleeved shirt is really not careful in making friends!

He has been so unlucky for eight lifetimes to make such a friend!

The attack is so heavy, this is the rhythm of fighting to the death!

This is not a friend, this is simply an irreconcilable enemy!

"It's really not you?"

The black man in gray short-sleeved shirt endured his headache and stared at his friend and asked.

It is really this black man wearing gray short-sleeved shirt that cannot believe that his friends will be so ruthless.

"no……"

Before the black man in a blue shirt could explain, the mysterious force of fear appeared again. The black man in a blue shirt found that he could not control his body and waved his right hand uncontrollably.

"Bang!"

A heavy slap in the face sounded in the carriage.

The black man wearing gray short-sleeved shirt was red and swollen on his left half of his face, and he could clearly see the blood-red palm prints.

"No...not me...I..."

The black man in a blue shirt explained nervously when he saw his friend looking at him with murderous eyes.

"You mean to say that you didn't hit me, right?"

The black man in gray short-sleeved stared at his friend and said angrily.

Now the black man in a blue shirt has the heart to kill his friends.

This person is not his friend, he is his enemy!

He is an enemy who will never stop.

"I……"

What else does a black man in a blue shirt want to explain.

"I'm damn!"

The black man in gray short-sleeved waving his fists and hit the black man in blue shirt.

If you don’t beat him today, you will never give up if you can’t take care of yourself!

"You... listen to my explanation, listen to my explanation!"

Although the black man in a blue shirt was punched, he still wanted to explain to his friends.

"Okay, explain it to me!"

The black man wearing gray short-sleeved shirt flashed with fierce light in his eyes, and a vicious grin appeared on his face. He stared at the black man in a blue shirt and said angrily.

"I couldn't control my hands just now, I..."

The black man in a blue shirt hurriedly explained.

The black man wearing a blue shirt just now was really under a mysterious force, allowing him to slap his friend uncontrollably.

This is really not a fault for myself, I really don’t have the idea of ​​taking action against my friends.

"Go to die for me!"

Listen to my friend's words,

His black man in gray short-sleeved shirt was extremely angry.

What does it mean that you can’t control your hands!

I'm hitting you now, but I can't control myself.

After shouting, the black man in gray short-sleeved waved his hand and hit the black man in blue shirt.

"Ouch..."

The black man in a blue shirt was hit hard, and the bones on his nose were broken, screaming in pain.

The black man wearing gray short-sleeved shirts doesn't care. If he doesn't beat this bastard so hard that he can't take care of himself, he will not be born to his mother.

"Don't beat it...Don't beat it..."

The black man in a blue shirt yelled begging.

"Go to die!"

The black man in gray short-sleeved shirt ignored the begging of the black man in blue shirt and still fists at each other.

Now the two are not friends, but enemies!

"I'm afraid you won't do it."

Seeing the black man wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt keeping his hands, the black man wearing a blue shirt also became angry.

Clay men are all three-point hot, not to mention that this black man in a blue shirt is not a good man.

Soon, the two began to fight and beat each other desperately.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yifei couldn't help but feel happy. This was so relieved!

It feels so good to have Ye Rongya by his side.

Soon, the crew on the train came over and took the two black men away.

Liu Yifei took out a tissue from her small bag, wiped both seats, and said to Ye Rongyao: "You sit inside."

"What did you say?"

The female flight attendant thought that Liu Yifei was talking to her, so she looked at Liu Yifei in confusion and asked.

"Nothing, I'm talking to myself."

Liu Yifei said to the female flight attendant in English.

"oh!"

The female flight attendant looked at Liu Yifei in confusion, then turned around and left.

For some reason, the female flight attendant always felt that the two black men’s fight just now had something to do with the Chinese woman in front of her.

Otherwise, how could such an incredible thing happen?

"Glory, are you here?"

Because he couldn't see Ye Rongyao, Liu Yifei could only ask in a low voice to the air.

"I've already sat in the seat inside."
To be continued...