Wearing to 70's: I Want To Escape With Cubs

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He hit the gangster at his feet with a stick, causing a cry of wailing.

Song Wenxuan quickly came to Shen Yuchuan, and was so frightened by his desperate fighting style that his heart trembled.

If the fight continues like this, someone will definitely die.

They just plan to teach them a lesson tonight, these bastards are not worth their lives.

He quickly held down Shen Yuchuan's hand. Shen Yuchuan was pulled slightly and slowly turned his head like a slow motion movie.

Song Wenxuan met his demonic scarlet eyes and was so frightened that he took two steps back before regaining his composure.

He didn't dare to speak, fearing that the grandsons would recognize his voice, so he anxiously pulled Shen Yuchuan's hand twice.

Tell him to calm down and stop beating people to death.

Shen Yuchuan was not a bloodthirsty and violent person, but when he heard this man blaspheming and molesting Song Nianning, he felt evil in his heart.

He couldn't help but take action in advance, artificially creating a strong wind and extinguishing the kerosene lamp. He just wanted the grandson to pay for his dirty mouth.

At a certain moment, his eyes were even filled with scarlet murderous intent. When he was about to kill him with a stick, Song Wenxuan stopped him at the critical moment.

Shen Yuchuan raised his foot and stepped on the dying gangster in the woven net, with contemptuous coldness flashing in his eyes.

Before he could feel comfortable, the grandson was dying, lying on the ground like a dead dog, unable to even make a sound.

Shen Yuchuan left him behind and quickly found Sun Jianqiang's location.

Sun Jianqiang climbed out of the woven net and was about to flee through the door when his back was suddenly kicked hard and hit the wall.

He opened his mouth to call for help, but a smelly rag suddenly blocked his mouth.

Sun Jianqiang was horrified and whined in pain. He raised his head to see the true face of the thief.

However, the man's gloved hands directly pressed his head against the wall, covering his head and face, not even a hair was exposed.

Moreover, he pressed his head so fast that he didn't even see the opponent's shadow.

In the darkness, Shen Yuchuan's eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and his thin red lips curved into a cruel arc.

His dark eyes were as deep and cold as the ice in winter, cold and without any warmth, just like the stick he dropped, cruel and ruthless.

The last stick was supposed to fall on Sun Jianqiang's head, and at the moment it fell, the faces of Song Nianning and the child flashed through his mind one by one, and finally deviated from the direction and landed on Sun Jianqiang's lap.

Although Sun Jianqiang is tall, he is just a loser. He will die within two blows and cannot even scream.

Shen Yuchuan frowned dissatisfied and quickly changed his target.

The brothers did not dare to stay longer for fear of attracting people, so they fought quickly and beat the grandsons to death before leaving the shabby house quietly.

Shen Yuchuan had learned self-protection methods from the bodyguards hired by Grandpa Shen in the city before, and also learned some anti-reconnaissance techniques.

Song Wenxuan walked in front, while he swept up the rear, eliminating their footprints and other evidence.

They threw their gloves and other incriminating evidence into the deep ravine, then turned around to avoid the sight of the crowd, and quietly climbed through the window and returned to Song Chengjin's house.