"Catch the thief!"

Just as Lin Chong was feeling the juncture of his life, a piercing scream disturbed Lin Chong's peaceful state of mind, as well as the corner of this lively snack street.

"Help, help, they're bad people......"

What followed was a slightly immature voice. Looking over, the crowd pushed and rushed out of the crowd was a little boy about seven or eight years old, and behind him was a tall and thin man.

Couple...... A combination of disparities in power.

Who are the real victims? Not only did Lin Chong think about it again, maybe the guys around him who were indifferent or even scolded in a whisper were also thinking about it. Presumably......

Within two seconds, a police car stopped at the other exit of the snack street, and then a middle-aged police officer hurriedly ran out of the car, and the tall and thin man went one after the other, blocking the little boy.

"Little brat, stealing all day long and not improving your memory, it seems that Lao Tzu has to clean you up today!"

Lin Chong thought it was interesting, so he stood and watched. There are also a lot of them around, and the three protagonists are gathered in a small circle.

"This gentleman, don't be impulsive first, tell me what you lost first, let's solve the property problem first."

The middle-aged police officer pinched the little boy's neck with one hand and said to the angry thin man.

"A mobile phone, and a wallet...... Nope. ”

The tall and thin man looked aggrieved.

"Stinky boy, hand it over!"

The middle-aged police officer is also unseemly, but he turned the little boy in a semicircle in the air with one hand, grabbed his ankle with the other, and shook it twice like a garbage can.

If a mobile phone and wallet really fell out, the middle-aged police officer caught it and threw it to the tall and thin man.

"Sir, look at the shortcomings or not."

The tall and thin man flipped through it, then he smiled and thanked the police, and then reprimanded the little boy who was very embarrassed in the hands of the middle-aged police officer with the majesty of an adult, and then muttered to the little boy and left.

"Forget it."

The middle-aged officer waved his hand to disperse the passers-by.

And the child in the hands of the middle-aged police officer shouted "He's a bad guy, save me" from beginning to end.

For a while, there seemed to be only three people in the snack street who didn't move.

Lin Chong, a middle-aged police officer, and the little boy in his hand.

The middle-aged police officer glanced at Lin Chong, then frowned and scolded the little boy, then threw it in the back seat of the police car and drove away.

"Hey, little ghost, I'll wait for the boss to break a leg when I go back this time."

The middle-aged officer rolled up his sleeves to reveal a terrifying python tattoo. The little boy in the back seat didn't dare to squeak. Biting his lip, tears kept rolling in his eyes.

The car drove farther and farther, and finally stopped at an abandoned factory by the sea in Chaohai Country.

"Boss, I'm back."

The middle-aged man threw the little boy on the ground and dragged him into the gate of the abandoned factory. As far as the eye can see, there are dozens of people inside, and they don't have the appearance of smoky miasma of smoking, drinking, and playing cards in movies.

On the contrary, it is like a group of office workers, making phone calls, selling something with a smile on their faces, or giving feedback or something like that. However, in general, it is still not as good as a serious company.

Dozens of tables and chairs, dozens of telephones. There are no blinds, no air conditioning, and then at the end is a middle-aged strong man who is also on the phone.

The bald head is scarred and smoked, which is a bit of a villain.

He threw the little boy to the ground and rolled around twice. Arrived at the bald table.

The bald man smiled as if he had finished talking to an old friend on the phone, and then looked at the little boy who was already stained with some blood on the ground.

"Originally, I thought you kid was clever and could do things. I want to recognize a godson to train and train you, and when I get older, I won't talk about inheriting my little thing...... It's okay to mix in the middle and upper classes and live a good life. ”

"It's a pity, your kid has used all his cleverness."

The bald man held out two fingers and said with a smile.

"Now I'll give you two choices, and you don't have to rush to answer. According to our rules here, your leg must be broken, just take advantage of your injuries to think about it, whether to do it as my godson and do great things together, or ......talk about it in the next life."

"Rat head."

The bald man screamed, and then the man in the police uniform, known as the rat head, immediately picked up a steel pipe at his foot and fell into his hand, and smashed it into the little boy's calf.

"Hey."

The sound was accompanied by the crisp sound of metal clashing. Lin Chong grabbed the deformed steel pipe in his hand and tore it off in half like tearing paper.

"If you have something to say, it's not good to fight and kill."

Lin Chong said goodbye to the little boy who was trembling and sobbing on the ground, and then slowly stood up and looked at the two ...... No, it's dozens of people who were attracted by that moment.

Lin Chong, who is about 1.8517 pounds all year round, stood tall and tall in front of the two of them, and his condescending look made the two of them subconsciously take a step back.

"Who are you?"

The bald man took two more steps back until he felt a safe distance from the man who had suddenly appeared in front of him.

"My name is Chonglin, and I'm passing by here."

The bald man is also a human spirit, and he glared fiercely at the middle-aged man in police uniform who was still stunned in place.

"Boss, I went around several times at the time, but I didn't find the tail."

The middle-aged man in the police uniform screamed twice, and his voice was particularly harsh. The next moment, the half-cut steel pipe that was torn off by Lin Chong and had sharp marks stabbed at Lin Chong.

I have to say that the temporary cooperation between the two is indeed tacit, but it is only worth talking about these two words. Lin Chong looked down at the middle-aged man in police uniform who was striding on his horse and was full of strength.

Then he swept the leg and knocked the person out. Pierced through the cement wall of the abandoned factory and fell outside, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Who are you?"

The bald man asked for the second time, and dozens of people behind him had already surrounded Lin Chong with a guy. Lin Chong glanced around, and then set his eyes on the bald man.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I want to take this kid away...... May I? ”

There was silence in the abandoned factory, like a sleeping bedroom, except for the sound of wheezing and the tireless turning of the fan.

"Do you know this kid?"

The bald man asked rhetorically.

"I don't know."

"So you want to learn from those guys on TV who are heroes here? Just because you're a transcendent? ”

The bald man scoffed.

"Heroes? I'm not interested in heroes. I just want to make a ...... I think good people, at the very least, have a little compassion for some things that they have once empathized with. ”

"Be a man, normal people's feelings must be there."

Lin Chong smiled and carried the sobbing child on the ground to the table where there was no one at the moment. Then he looked back at a group of men whose faces became more and more hideous.

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