615 You're not a hero

The little boy knew that these people were deliberately playing with him, so he didn't say a word, but his eyes were always fixed on the long-haired bastard, and his eyes were full of hatred. It seems that as long as he is given a knife, he will dare to say that this person is broken into thousands of pieces! The long-haired bastard couldn't help but feel a little frightened when he saw him like this, and shook it twice. still hasn't gotten rid of him, and suddenly feels in his heart: If you don't get rid of him now, I'm afraid it will be a big trouble in the future.

Then you go to die! The long-haired thug suddenly let out a loud shout, and his fists came out together, and struck the little boy in the face fiercely, and in an instant, he had already thrown seventeen or eighteen punches. The little boy shook his head when he was beaten, his mouth and nose were bloody, and his eyes were full of stars, but his hands were still holding this person's legs, even if the sky fell, he would not let go!

The long-haired thug played for a while, and he was also a little tired, and he gasped: You still don't let go? In his heart, he was extremely surprised, even if it was an adult man, he would have fallen to the ground long ago after such an attack. And this little boy can not only bear it all. There is still strength left to hold on to his legs!

In fact, the little boy had already been beaten and dizzy, but subconsciously felt that if he let go, he would never find any trace of his sister, so he always held on to the gangster's legs. After a violent attack, it finally stopped, so that the little boy could catch a little, and with what little strength he had left, he said: "Give back my sister!"

There was another round of laughter: Haha. I can't even handle a child! I can see that if you don't kill him today, he will definitely kill you in the future! This little guy has good potential, and he will definitely become a big tool if he carves and carves it!

Damn it! The long-haired thug cursed under his breath, flipped his wrist, and flashed a glittering knife. I lost face in front of so many people, how can I gain a foothold in the future if I don't get it back? Stinky boy, do you want to die?

The little boy was beaten so that his mouth was crooked, his eyes were tilted, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he spit out a sentence: Kill me quickly, I will become a ghost. I'll beat you! This absurd sentence should have caused a lot of laughter, but the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and everyone's expressions became solemn.

Because the meaning of this sentence is: He is not afraid of death.

Since ancient times, people have always had special respect for people who are not afraid of death. Because no one knows what it is like to die, and those who know can no longer open their mouths. People are always afraid of the unknown. So everybody is afraid of death.

Something that everybody is afraid of. Suddenly someone is not afraid, then he will naturally be respected.

Even if he's just a child.

Not being afraid of death means not dying. In the underworld, there is such a saying that is widely spread: the soft are afraid of the hard, the hard are afraid of the ruthless, the ruthless are afraid of the stunned, and the stunned are afraid of dying.

It's a simple food chain, and those who don't want to die are standing at the top of the food chain!

If a person doesn't even want his life, of course he doesn't care about anything. So when you start doing things and fighting, you will be extra vicious. And this kind of person who doesn't care about anything gets the most in the end, which is really strange.

Now, the boy was staring fiercely at the long-haired thug who was much taller than him.

But did the long-haired gangster really dare to kill him? There are many people who mix with the underworld, but there are very few who dare to kill. After killing someone, trouble ensues. No one likes trouble. If you are the boss of a party, can you call the younger brother the top tank after the killing? If you are a rich man, you can settle everything with money after killing someone? If you're nothing, you're either going to jail or you're going to be unconscious when you kill.

The long-haired thug held a sharp knife and looked at the boy who was holding his leg and showing a fierce look, and he knew very well in his heart that if he didn't kill the other party today, the other party would definitely kill him in the future.

This is a very simple multiple-choice question, and no one wants to leave a person who will kill him at any time in this world.

You brought it on yourself! The long-haired thug said fiercely, but it was more like he was emboldening himself.

The first is to eliminate this hidden danger, and the second is to restore dignity in front of these many people.

The sharp knife flashed coldly, and it was already slashing towards the little boy's throat. This time the knife fell, and many people seemed to have seen the scene of blood splattering, because no one had time to come to the rescue, except

Except for Zhang Yujie, who is closest to them! Take the longitudinal sign.

Zhang Yujie's hand stretched out like lightning, and he grabbed the wrist of the long-haired bastard, and the tip of the sharp knife was only one centimeter away from the little boy's throat.

Until the last moment, Zhang Yujie was still wondering, are these people deliberately acting for him?

If it's a play, what is their purpose? What kind of trap are you going to take Zhang Yujie to?

Zhang Yujie has been observing carefully, and he found that the little boy's crying was not fake, the beating he suffered was not fake, and even the long-haired gangster pulled out a sharp knife and stabbed it was definitely not fake!

Because Zhang Yujie felt the murderous aura!

At that moment, the long-haired thug really wanted to kill the little boy. So Zhang Yujie had to make a move.

Even if he makes a move, it will disrupt all his plans, and it is even likely to cause a lot of unnecessary trouble. But he couldn't watch the boy splattered blood and die on the spot, especially when the boy looked so much like him.

It's not just the experiences that are similar, but even the experiences are so similar.

Even for such fate, he can't help it.

The long-haired thug was stunned, then turned to look at the teenager who grabbed his wrist, and then raised his eyebrows: Who are you?

Zhang Yujie grinned and said: Why do you want to use a knife on a child, you have already hit him so many times

I ask you who you are! The long-haired thug interrupted him and let out a loud shout.

Zhang Yujie noticed that everyone in the game hall looked at him, and there was a lot of unkindness in their eyes.

I was just passing through. Zhang Yujie continued to laugh: If you go down with this knife, he will die. It's not worth it for you to go to jail for such a child, right?

He kept holding my legs. The long-haired bastard pointed underneath.

Leave it to me. Zhang Yujie is still smiling, this smile makes the long-haired gangsters a little hairy, how can he still laugh in such a situation? Zhang Yujie gently patted the wrist of the long-haired gangster holding the sharp knife, and that hand seemed to be under some spell, and it slowly drooped down. Zhang Yujie bent down again to break the little boy's fingers, and said: If you have anything to say later, if you lose your life here, how can you save your sister?

The little boy was holding the leg of the long-haired thug, looking like he was not afraid of death, but when the sharp knife was really stabbed in front of his throat, it still made him tremble. Now Zhang Yujie went to break his fingers again, naturally it was easy, the little boy's hands were separated from the legs of the long-haired gangster, and the whole person was almost soft, and he almost fell down.

Zhang Yujie picked him up, turned his head and said to the people in the hall: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't bother to talk while exiting the game hall, but no one spoke, and no one stopped him.

Out of the gate, Zhang Yujie exhaled a long breath, walked to a bus stop sign, and put the little boy down. The little boy was visibly frightened, his face still pale. Zhang Yujie sneered: Can't be a hero?

The little boy gasped, glanced at Zhang Yujie, and said: Aren't you also a hero? The whole hall of thugs just now, if they all pounced, it would be enough for you to drink a pot!

Hahahaha. Zhang Yujie laughed, pointed to his nose and said: If I don't have that diamond diamond, dare to take that porcelain job? Tell you, don't talk about the gangster who can't do it, even if Feng Bo is standing here, I won't take him seriously!

When the little boy heard this, his eyes radiated a strange light, and he looked at Zhang Yujie for a while, but then dimmed, and said: There are braggarts everywhere, and you are just one of them.

You don't believe it? Zhang Yujie smiled, and suddenly punched the lamppost next to him. The punch was so fast that the little boy even saw only a flash of white light, and the bangs on his forehead were all brought up by the fist? The punch was so hard that the lamppost made a thumping sound, which was the sound of iron and iron hitting each other!

The punch has been withdrawn. Zhang Yujie looked at the little boy with a smile, but the little boy looked at the lamppost dumbfounded, there was a deeply recessed fist mark on it, he reached out and touched it incredulously, and then looked back at Zhang Yujie with his mouth wide open.

If I had such a powerful fist, I would definitely be able to save my sister! The little boy swallowed.

So you have to live well. Zhang Yujie said: As long as you are alive, there is still hope to save your sister.

The little boy nodded thoughtfully, and then asked: Why are you so powerful, why are you willing to work under Feng Bo?

Zhang Yujie was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically: How do you think that I am working under Feng Bo?

Hey, it's not Feng Bo's people, who will be here these days? Someone who wasn't Feng Bo could still walk out safely just now? The little boy looked at Zhang Yujie's expression as if he was looking at a monster.

Zhang Yujie suddenly realized, and now he understood why no one was bothering him anymore, because those people regarded him as a gang. IMAGINE, THERE ARE MORE THAN TEN VENUES NEAR BOBOKTV, ACCORDING TO THE NUMBER OF PEOPLE IN THE BILLIARD HALL AND THE GAME HALL JUST NOW, THERE ARE FOUR OR FIVE HUNDRED GANGSTERS GATHERED NEARBY, HOW CAN SO MANY PEOPLE KNOW EACH OTHER, AND ZHANG YUJIE WALKED IN WITH A SWAGGER WITH AN INNATE RUFFIAN, AND WAS NATURALLY REGARDED AS A PEER BY OTHERS.

It's just that he is still young, and his face looks very young and immature, and he is inevitably scolded by others verbally.