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Xiao Xiaotian didn't care about visiting Song Danhua, who was also across the wall of the hospital, and now for Xiao Xiaotian, there was nothing more important than rushing to Yanchun Garden. 【Text Release】

The safety of the bat, the suspicion of the cool head of the Japanese Meichuan, and the killer clown who said in the bat's mouth, Xiao Xiaotian had to take it to heart.

Over there, Song Danhua was guarded by Yu Yiwen and Pan Yiming, and there were a few police officers with loaded guns outside, Xiao Xiaotian was still more relieved.

It's not really reassuring, God knows if these three women will get into trouble when they get together. However, this situation can't be told to Song Qingshu that the old people in the province are worried, aren't they?

Xiao Xiaotian drove out of the city, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the three-way intersection leading to Mozhou and Yanchun Garden.

The road to Mozhou is unobstructed and unobstructed. It's a pity that on the road leading to Yanchun Garden, there are many passers-by bustling, and there are a few cars parked sparsely on the side of the road, with values ranging from 350,000 to 350,000. There was a constant shouting from the crowd, mixed with shrews scolding the streets.

This group of people blocked the road tightly, and even if Xiao Xiaotian saw a needle, it would be difficult for him to pass through the crowd. Knowing this, it would have been good to let Han Siqing send a police car to drive the road in front. Xiao Xiaotian put an afterthought, muttered to himself, and finally chose to stop the car and go forward to see what was going on.

As soon as he got out of the car, he heard a broken gong in the crowd crying and whimpering: "Oh, my old man, how can you live? You must not die." You kill a thousand knives, why did you just run into our old man!"

This was Xiao Xiaotian's first reaction, he stepped forward to take a look, and sure enough, there was a middle-aged man lying on the ground, half-squinting, and from the outside, he was already out of breath and less in breath.

The middle-aged man leaned on a rich, somewhat oily woman, whose life and death were unknown. The rich woman was crying and wiping away her tears, and at the same time reached out and groped and pressed the middle-aged man's face, which was really shocking to the listener's heart.

There was a jet-black Santana sedan parked not far from the man, and although the man was in a comatose state, he was holding the bumper of the Santana with one hand, and refused to let go.

The woman broke it twice, but it was difficult to pull the middle-aged man's fingers off the bumper, and she was even more unforgiving: "Look, look, let's pretend to be like this, let's say a fair word!"

As he spoke, he smeared a handful of snot and tears until the ground was damp.

Xiao Xiaotian grabbed a passer-by: "This big brother, what is going on? Could it be a car accident?"

"Looks like it should be. "The man was also a spectator and didn't know what was going on.

"Send it to the hospital, what are you waiting for here?" Xiao Xiaotian couldn't help but wonder. People are like this, and they still don't have a way to treat them, and they are still pulling each other here to find the reason. Is human life more important than this?

"You send it, we won't send it anyway. ”

Isn't it that a court of trial has declared that the common sense of man is not to help others easily, and on the basis of this common sense, the young man who fell to the ground was judged not only to be unreasonable, but according to their theory, it is human nature not to help.

"No wonder no one dares to care," Xiao Xiaotian said, "The theory propagated by this society has already set the moral standards of the Chinese people back twenty years. ”

"Shhhh An old aunt screamed at Xiao Xiaotian, still looking at the woman who was crying and performing in the arena with taste, with a more wonderful expression than the circus in the Mozhou Temple.

The performance of the old aunt is also human. Anyone who understands this will understand and make the same choice as her. There were no less than twenty people around, which one was not watching the play?

But Xiao Xiaotian was such a freak, I saw him separate from everyone and come to the man lying on the woman, and said, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I'm a doctor, come, let me see." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Xiaotian stretched out his finger to clasp the man's pulse and carefully check it for him.

Whose life is not life, and it is not necessarily that his life is more valuable than the man on the ground now.

Seeing people in need of medical assistance and not going to help them is not Xiao Xiaotian's style.

"Smack!"

Leng Bu unguard stretched out a palm and slapped Xiao Xiaotian's fingers: "Get out of the way! Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Xiao Xiaotian raised his head and saw that the woman was glaring angrily at him.

"I'm a doctor, of course to look at the wounded. Xiao Xiaotian explained seriously.

"No need!" the middle-aged woman cried out, "We don't need you to see, we have to go to the hospital for a full body examination." Let the driver get out of here and take our old man to the hospital. ”

The owner of the Santana sedan has been hiding in the car and has not gotten down, and he doesn't dare to get down.

Not far away, a few men with hoes and shovels dispersed the crowd, rushed forward, and the leader said, "What's wrong, sister-in-law?"

Without waiting for the middle-aged woman to answer, the man who took the lead hit the ground with a hoe, pointed at the owner of Santana and shouted, "Get out of the car and lose money!"

Several men behind him shouted together: "Get out of the car and lose money." ”

A fat man walked down from the car, pouted and said, "We are driving normally, he is crossing the road from that side, what does it have to do with us?"

Xiao Xiaotian secretly said that he was going to suffer.

It is clear that this is a porcelain encounter. Although Xiao Xiaotian did not give the man a successful pulse, but looking at his slightly closed eyelashes constantly shaking up and down, it was clear that he intended to pretend to be dead, and there were no obvious scars on his body, and there were not too many soil stains, plus the middle-aged woman looked like a tigress and did not let herself take the pulse, Xiao Xiaotian understood psychologically.

"Listen, fathers and fellow villagers, listen, is this still what the people say? Guys, split him!"

A group of men were eager to try their fists, and the fat man looked at so many hoes and shovels facing him, and his legs couldn't help but tremble. It's not terrible to hit someone, but it's terrible to meet unreasonable.

Xiao Xiaotian looked up and couldn't help but sigh, it turned out that this fat man was also an acquaintance, and it was the translator of the Meichuan brothers.

Hehe, it's a no-brainer.

The man in the car is either Meichuan Cool Head or Meichuan Watts.

The window of the car rolled down, and a series of Japanese people came out, and then they threw out a few big red tickets, not Japanese coins, the authentic chairman of his old man.

"You want to send us away for 500 yuan? It's not that simple! If you don't take out 18,000 yuan today, don't even think about your grandfather!" said the man at the head of the group, dabbling a little with his fingers and counting the bills in his hand.

, these brothers' appearance fees are not enough, isn't this in vain?

Xiao Xiaotian stood up, happily patted the shoulder of the man who took the lead, and said a few words in his ear with a smile.

"What! are you telling the truth?"

"What did I lie to you? Do you understand what the man in the car said just now?" Xiao Xiaotian asked rhetorically.

But I didn't understand. The man nodded, and said to a couple of men and women lying on the ground: "Why did you find such a thing that doesn't have long eyes!

As the man greeted, the couple on the ground got up one by one, and stopped crying and pretending to be dead, and walked clean in the blink of an eye.

"Oh my God!" said a man on the lookout, giving a thumbs up. "These are a few gangsters in the neighborhood, and they just play dead to eat. What did this little brother say, and he could send them away for 500 dollars?"

Xiao Xiaotian said with a smile: "I said that there was a Japanese devil in the car, and if they continue to pretend to affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries, they will be dragged in to eat the nest." ”

When Xiao Xiaotian raised his head again, the crowd had already dispersed.

The fat man translated, "It's you again, what do you want to do? I can't do anything to you." ”

"I don't need you to be my favor. Xiao Xiaotian showed a fox-like smile, strode towards the Santana sedan parked on the side of the road, opened the door with his hand, and tore off the widow in the car without saying a word.

"You. What are you going to do?" Umegawa Watts still speaks a few words in Chinese.

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As the bat's scolding sounded, the long whip swirled towards the wrist of Umegawa's cool head.

An inch long and an inch strong. The means of encircling Wei to save Zhao, Meichuan Kutou had to guard against it.

The long whip struck, Mei Chuan retreated, put the Oriental knife across his chest, and quickly took another step back, finding the right foothold, and then he screamed wow, and rushed up with a male duck's throat.

"Oh?" The bat smiled. That clown was defeated in his own hands, and this Mei Chuan cool head still wanted to resist stubbornly, he was really a ghost who didn't know how to die.

Not to mention that the two don't understand each other's language, even if they communicate in language, bats don't want to talk nonsense. In the bat's own words, talking too much is Xiao Xiaotian, which does not match his identity as a killer.

The battle quickly entered the white heat, although the Umegawa cool head is not necessarily more advanced than the bat in kung fu, but he is better than he uses a knife that sharpens iron like clay, and the bat only has this long whip to use, how can it not be hard to fight with the Umegawa cool head.

At this moment, the clown lying on the ground suddenly burst out, carried a chair in his hand, and joined the battle group.

It's close.

It's closer.

The clown believes that if he takes one more step forward, he has 80 percent certainty of hitting the bat in the back.

It's a pity that he can't step forward at this step.

The bat had already seen and heard in all directions, how could he not hear the sound of the strong wind behind him?

Kick back with one leg and don't look at it.

The clown suddenly felt helpless. Powerful! The opponent is just too strong.

The Joker's current performance is like he took the initiative to put his chest up to find a kick.

It's a pity that he can't react, the stinky foot has stepped on his chest, and he suddenly felt a trace of sweet taste coming from his mouth, and spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

"But I want to see how much of your blood is worth shed! If I were you, I would have been killed by a headfirst blow. The bat said unhurriedly as he coped with the attack of Umegawa's cool head.

"Smack!" A burst of foggy smoke suddenly rose, and the bat rubbed his eyes, convinced that there were three Umegawa cool heads in the direction of the cool heads of Mei Chuan.

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