"Stop that car!"

"Catch him! Get him! ”

The people who had just woken up from a dream immediately chased after them, but how could they run over four wheels on two legs, and at most they picked up small pebbles and threw them, and they were bounced off by the steel body of the car.

"Keep up!"

"Don't let him run, you have to make him lose money!"

"Quick, find Uncle Hai!"

The sturdy young men at the front immediately spread their legs and chased after the car, and the people behind also followed behind shouting and scolding, and for a while it seemed that the whole street was chasing the car that caused the accident.

The other workers who didn't leave all gathered around the children to give advice, and Uncle Hai in the venue finally knew that something was wrong outside at this time, and was hurriedly invited over by several workers.

The workers made way for Uncle Hai, and Uncle Hai saw a pool of dim blood glowing with the afterglow of the setting sun at the end of the crowd, and his heart sank.

"Nine meters, nine meters, don't scare the second uncle, wake up, the second uncle has dragon beard candy here, wake up, ......wake up" Qi Bajiu held his nephew in his arms, his face was anxious, and he whispered to his nephew in a hurry, as if he was afraid of scaring the child.

The niece was being checked by the aunt next to her for injuries to her hands, hands and feet. There was some blood on her body, but none of it seemed to be her own; She secretly looked at her second uncle and brother, there was no sadness on her face, no crying, only dazed.

With her current brain, she didn't seem to be able to comprehend what had just happened.

When Uncle Hai came over, a woman knelt directly in front of him and kowtowed: "Uncle Hai, please save my child...... Please...... Please......"

She fell directly to the ground and cried silently, and Uncle Hai looked in her direction. Rao is that he is used to seeing the hardships of life, and his eyelids can't help but jump - the reason why this woman didn't hold the child was because she didn't dare to hold it at all.

The child appeared to be lying on the ground after being hit by a car, and then being run over his head by the wheels, and no longer looked humanoid.

In this case, not to mention Uncle Hai, an ordinary internal medical officer, even a peerless divine doctor with a divine weapon in his hand, has no power to return to heaven. Medical officers are not omnipotent, they can only flesh and bones, not the dead.

Uncle Hai shook his head at the others, and the female workers next to him nodded, pulling aside the woman who was kneeling on the ground and crying to the point of being almost out of breath to comfort her.

Uncle Hai walked in front of Qi Bajiu, Qi Bajiu seemed to have only discovered Uncle Hai at this time, and said softly: "Uncle Hai, this is my brother's son Jiumi." The little ghost was very naughty, and he didn't know how to hide when he saw the car coming, so I asked my eldest brother and sister-in-law to beat him up when I went back. You see he seems to be asleep, can you help me wake him up, can you ......"

Uncle Hai looked at the wide-eyed child in his arms, didn't say a word, his hands condensed pure white brilliance, and squatted down to caress the child's injuries. The surroundings suddenly became very quiet, and everyone didn't even dare to breathe, and the people in the west even took the initiative to give way to their positions, so that the sunset glow that was about to sink into the mountains could be used by Uncle Hai.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was long, maybe it was short.

Uncle Hai stopped the brilliance of his hands, and Qi Bajiu immediately said softly: "Uncle Hai, nine meters he, nine meters can he wake up?" ”

Looking at Qi Bajiu's eager gaze, Uncle Hai silently stretched out his hand and closed his eyes for the child.

Qi Bajiu grunted in his throat, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the sky, looked at the earth, looked at Uncle Hai, but didn't look at the nephew in his arms. He raised his head and blinked his eyes, not letting the tears flow out, and his voice was choked: "Uncle Hai, you, do you know other medical officers with good skills, I have money, I have a lot of money......"

"He's dead." Uncle Hai looked at him and said word by word: "I can't survive." ”

"No, you see he's so young, he wets the bed, he, he likes to read the newspaper to me......"

"He's dead!"

Uncle Hai roared angrily, and slammed his fist into the ground next to him, smashing a small hole in the dirt, and the gravel in the dirt scratched his fist. He desperately smashed his fists on the ground with a hideous face, and the others hurriedly grabbed Uncle Hai to prevent him from continuing to harm himself.

He was sad.

If it weren't for the real compassion, he wouldn't have been running a money-losing workers' noodle shop for more than ten years, solving problems for them, treating minor illnesses and pains, and giving them advice.

He is just a mortal with ordinary ability, and he can't do anything big, can't solve the problems of these miserable people, and can't improve their situation, so he can only help them reduce the pain they encounter in life, and teach them the skills of life to enjoy the pain.

He can't get everyone out of the darkness, he can only let everyone have light in their hearts.

But seeing this two children who were still singing with him just now die like this, even if they have been crawling and rolling in the mud of Xuanzhu County for decades, Uncle Hai still can't control his emotions.

He was furious.

He was angry at his own powerlessness, angry at the cruelty of the murderer, angry at the injustice of fate, and even more angry at the wrong time, the wrong place, and the wrong protagonist! 360 Literature Network

It happened to be the day when the union was founded;

It happened to be the place where hundreds of workers gathered together;

It happened that the child of the worker died, and the murderer was a silver-blooded nobleman;

Uncle Hai didn't know if this was a conspiracy against the trade union, he only knew that Jing Zhengwei and Bai Ye's efforts these days were about to be ruined. If this kind of thing happens in this joint, even if he says it wildly, no worker will believe him anymore.

Unless......

"Murder pays for life!"

"Let's get justice!"

"We want fairness, we want justice!"

Someone said, "But the person who can drive in Xuanzhu County must be from the Silver Blood Society......"

"What about the Silver Blood!?" Immediately, a worker shouted loudly: "Can the Silver Blood Society kill people at will?" Could it be the Silver Blood Society, so we have to swallow our anger, even if they kill our children!? ”

"It's not your child who dies today, so what about tomorrow and the day after tomorrow? You don't have children today, so what about you next year, and the year after!? ”

In the face of the workers who raised their arms and shouted, the others were silent, some hesitating, some fearful, some angry and worried.

Shunmin, who had been in Xuanzhu County for too long, had also heard of the bloody suppression of the rioters by the Silver Blood, and they were also overwhelmed by the ice water of reality.

"The Heyang Army has been destroyed, the Linhai Navy is gone, and the Silver Blood Society is now a paper tiger!" Someone shouted: "As long as we unite and thousands or tens of thousands of workers unite together, the silver blood will not dare to do anything to us!" ”

"Yes, so many of us have gone over together, and they don't dare to do anything to us!"

"We have to unite, we can not be afraid of them!"

"Justice, we just want justice!"

The White Night Walker knew that the Silver Blood would accumulate power among the people of the Candle, so they loudly dissected the strength of the enemy and the enemy, dispelling the fears of the workers and encouraging their courage. As they cried out, others gradually suppressed their fears and replaced them with anger and responsibility.

"We can't take it anymore!"

"Even if it's not for yourself, think about our children!"

"If we keep our heads down at this time, then what's the point of the union!?"

"Let the Silverblood Society hand over the murderer! Kill for your life! ”

"We have to unite and make the Silver Blood Society bow its head!"

Suddenly, someone said to Uncle Hai: "Uncle Hai, we listen to you, you just say what to do!" ”

"Uncle Hai!"

"Uncle Hai, you must administer justice for us!"

Uncle Hai, who had calmed down, exhaled slowly, and nodded lightly at the angry eyes of the people around him.

He understood the hints of the other White Night Walkers, and knew that this was indeed the only way to salvage the situation at the moment.

The workers' anger needs to be vented, and Jing Zhengwei can also throw out the murderer to make his stand.

If Bai Ye and Jing Zhengwei cooperate well, this may still be an excellent opportunity, a chance to make the union famous and glorious, and let Jing Zhengwei completely wash his name.

Under the gaze of everyone, Uncle Hai raised his right fist, which was still scarred, and shouted:

"For the sake of the children, and for the sake of other children, we must seek justice!"

"We want them to know that we, the workers, will not kneel down anymore! Absolutely not! ”