The hoodlum looked at Gu Youli gloomily and slowly walked closer.
Lu Xun's pupils suddenly narrowed.
As a man himself, he knew very well what he saw in the eyes of this hoodlum.
"What do you want to do?" He quickly stood in front of Gu Youli.
No matter how much he disliked her, she was still his niece, the person his mother had been searching for all these years.
the hoodlum sneered coldly, he clenched his fist tightly and suddenly moved forward, heavily punching lu xun's stomach.
"ah!" Lu Xun's tragic cry broke the silence of the warehouse.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and he slowly squatted down with his stomach bent.
Breathing with difficulty, he groaned heavily and chaotically, close to pain, and then fell to the ground, like a pile of mud.
Dark red blood also flowed out from the corner of Lu Xun's mouth.
It could be seen how heavy and powerful the cold and hard fist was when it hit his stomach.
