"Alright, that's all for today's focus talk show, thank you for watching, goodbye!"

In the long-lasting applause, Xiao Ming smiled and waved to the audience, turned around and walked backstage.

Walking into the backstage, the long-awaited little fat director hurriedly greeted him, excitedly held Xiao Ming's little hand, and patted Xiao Ming's shoulder affectionately.

After a while, Xiao Ming stepped on the flying car, kicked the accelerator, and lifted off, and the little fat man and Xiao Bai looked at the flying car and waved their hands.

Xiao Ming lit a cigarette, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed home like a lightning bolt.

Halfway through the road, Xiao Ming suddenly felt that something was wrong, when he came, people came and went, and the lively street was actually silent and terrible.

Xiao Ming looked down, his brows furrowed slightly, and stopped the flying car.

In the empty street, a few thugs with colorful tattoos on their heads turned around, revealing a poor little boy of five or six years old, who was only five or six years old, holding his head and squatting on the ground, covered in shoe prints.

Xiao Ming frowned and walked towards a few colorful gangsters.

"What? Nabs? What do you want to do? Do you want to beat us? ”

The colorful gangsters looked at Xiao Ming, who was alone and defenseless, and laughed together.

The little boy seemed to want to stand up, and as soon as the hands holding his head were lowered, a red-haired thug kicked the little boy to the ground.

On the street, occasionally a few passers-by saw this scene and hurriedly took refuge. As a result, Xiao Ming, who walked slowly, became more and more dazzling.

"No, buddy, I said, why don't you spin your brain in circles? Everyone is running, what are you squeezing forward? ”

A green-haired gangster who seemed to be the leader slapped Xiao Ming, and Xiao Ming subconsciously took a step back and dodged it gently.

The street was very quiet at the moment, and the little boy was lying on the ground wailing, holding his head, looking miserable.

Xiao Ming's brows furrowed, and the feeling that something was wrong became more and more intense, but it had already been handed to the fist in front of him, and Xiao Ming was not allowed to think about it carefully.

Almost instinctively, Xiao Ming turned sideways slightly, and once again dodged the punch that the green-haired gangster was bound to get.

Several colorful thugs were furious, let go of the little boy, and surrounded Xiao Ming.

"Bird! My brother's favorite beating is the first bird! ”

"Did this person watch too many movies and have a broken brain?"

"You thought it was in the game? Can you be resurrected after death? ”

As soon as the words fell, the colorful thugs shot almost at the same time, raising their fists and attacking Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming seemed to have suddenly understood, and naturally stepped out of his own original steps in the game, twisting his toes slightly, and dodging all the attacks of the gangsters.

The thugs stared at their fists in disbelief, frozen in place.

Xiao Ming also looked at a few stunned gangsters in disbelief, could it be that the game insights in "Big Future" can be brought out into reality?

Xiao Ming stepped on the ground, jumped high, then spun, danced, and threw himself to the ground.

The thugs looked at Xiao Ming, who fell to the ground inexplicably, scratched their heads, and became more and more confused.

Xiao Ming got up in embarrassment, patted the soil, rubbed his buttocks, and sighed.

Even if the perception can be brought out to reality, the power is still far from enough.

"Hey! Nabs! You're not easy to use here, aren't you? ”

The leading green-haired thug pointed to his head and asked Xiao Ming with a nervous face.

Xiao Ming smiled slightly, stepped out, slid behind the green-haired gangster like a swimming dragon, and threw a punch and smashed it on the green-haired gangster's head, and the green-haired gangster fell to the ground in response.

Several colorful gangsters were shocked, knelt on the ground, begged for mercy again and again, what eyes do not know Mount Tai, there are eighty old mothers, there are groups of wives and concubines, there are a large number of adults, saving people's lives is better than building a seven-level floating slaughter, and the admiration is like a surging river, endlessly.

Xiao Ming frowned and waved his hand, and several gangsters lifted the green-haired gangsters who had fainted on the ground as if they had been pardoned, and fled in embarrassment.

Xiao Ming turned around and looked at the poor little boy who had sat up at some point and stared blankly at him.

The little boy was covered with footprints, and the corners of his mouth were still covered with blood, but he seemed to be frightened and lost his soul, and just sat in place, staring blankly at himself with those big godless eyes.

Xiao Ming stepped forward, sat cross-legged opposite the little boy, wiped the blood from the corner of the little boy's mouth with his fingers, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

The little boy seemed to be a little frightened, and subconsciously hid back.

Xiao Ming pulled up the little boy's arm, and was suddenly a little stunned, the little boy's hands were extremely rough.

Xiao Ming shook his head, and patiently patted the dust and footprints on the little boy's clothes, "Where are your adults?" ”

The little boy's eyes darkened and he shook his head slightly.

Xiao Ming forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, took out his mobile phone, found a number, and was about to press the dial button, when a cold light suddenly flashed.

Xiao Ming looked down, his face was full of despair, and the poor little boy actually took out a dagger from his arms, smiling and stabbing at his heart like lightning.

Xiao Ming smiled slightly at the little boy with a cruel smile on his face, and stood in place without dodging.

"Bang!" A small pebble that screamed and flew knocked the dagger off the little boy's hand, and a figure slowly walked out from the corner.

Xiao Ming looked at the beautiful figure, sighed slightly, raised his head, and his face was already full of indifference, "I finally fished you out." ”

With a wry smile on her beautiful face, Xiaohong got out of the way.

A sturdy middle-aged man in a black suit and black sunglasses strode out, with thick muscles, cool clothes, and no difference in footsteps, obviously a well-trained military player.

"Get in the car first!"

There was no doubt in the emotionless voice.

Xiao Ming shrugged his shoulders and turned to walk towards a black flying car that was slowly descending from the sky.

Behind him, a little boy with a smiling face was lying quietly on the ground, blood gurgling from the hole in his forehead.

Xiao Ming opened the car door, sat in the co-pilot's seat, looked at the middle-aged man in sunglasses inexplicably stuffed the little boy's body into the flying car, and then took out a bottle of potion from his arms and sprinkled it on the little boy's dripping bloodstains.

The middle-aged man in sunglasses stepped into the flying car, sat in the back seat with Xiaohong, and the huge engine roared, and the flying car soared into the sky.

Suddenly, the piercing alarm bell sounded, and several colorful and colorful gangsters were buttoned with grievances and confusion on their faces.

The police car departed, and the quiet street once again resumed its usual hustle and bustle, with shouts, shouts, laughter, and fights.