Chapter 17: The Poor Man

On the street not far from Jiang Qi and Zhang Ning, a case of wounding people on the street is taking place.

Generally speaking, if it was in the old days, hurting people on the street, even if most people chose to stand by, there would always be a few enthusiastic citizens who stood up.

There will be more citizens who choose to call the police, and of course, there are absolutely no fun people watching the show, after all, it is not about themselves.

This is all very normal, but in this incident that happened on the street today, all the people chose the last one.

Watching.

Even if they are spectators, they are far away, not in a circle in the same place, as they were in the old days.

All because it is not ordinary people who rob.

It's metaphysics.

Even if that Xuan Xiu was just a faint aura around him, at a glance, he knew that it was the Xuan Xiu who had just sensed Qi.

However, the gap between actively mobilizing Xuanqi and passively receiving the nourishment of Reiki is even greater than the gap between rabbits and elephants.

The threshold between Xuan Xiu and ordinary people has not weakened in the slightest because of the arrival of the new era, but has been raised layer by layer.

These things don't need to be said, they have long been common sense.

It is precisely because of this that no one dares to step forward and act bravely.

Seeking death and acting bravely are two different things.

Even among those who are brave and brave, a significant number of them do it when they are sure that they will not be hurt, or if they are enthusiastic.

Those who use their lives to help others are a minority among ordinary people after all.

But the current situation is that the onlookers are not even qualified to be hot-blooded.

This is the gap in the level of life.

"Hahahahaha!!"

In the center of the street, the stopped vehicles staggered to the ground, and the drivers had already abandoned the cars and fled.

Just because there was a man standing there.

The man in the greasy apron was laughing maniacically in his hand with a boning knife in his hand.

It's just that there is too much meaning in that smile.

Anger, low self-esteem, heartache.

The man's other hand held a little girl tightly, his eyes glazed over, his mouth open, obviously frightened.

Behind the man, two people fell to the ground.

A man and a woman, untidy, with large and small wounds on their bodies, blood flowing all over the ground, looking at the pale face, you know that if you don't treat it, I'm afraid you won't survive.

All around, there were also faint moans of pain.

Seven or eight middle-aged men were wailing muffled on the ground, and there were some bricks, potspatulas, sticks and the like around them.

Clearly, these people were ready to do justice to stop the man.

Seven or eight people rushed up, and even if the man had a knife, he would not be an opponent.

I'm afraid it's precisely because of this that the man showed his ability to cultivate the mysteries, but he was a little rational and didn't kill innocents.

When Jiang Qi and Zhang Ning came over, they saw such a scene.

"Forbidden!"

Zhang Ning glanced at the situation present, and had a faint guess in his heart, but he still kept in his hand, and threw out a talisman for the first time.

The talisman turned into a streamer, building pitch-black chains on the man's body, locking his mobility and inhibiting the man's Xuanqi.

The locker that comes standard with the Mysteries.

Although it is useless to deal with electives in a slightly climatic climate, it is easy to make, low in difficulty, cheap in materials, and most importantly, can be stacked.

Should I say it or not, although there are many crazy people in the Metaphysics Research Institute, the things that come out are all first-class good things.

"Dangchang!"

The sharp knife of the ox ear fell to the ground, and Zhang Ning's figure flickered, and he came behind the man without seeing how to move.

first kicked the man's leg socket, kicked the man to his knees, and then grabbed his arm, and the little girl who was held by the man in his arms came to Zhang Ning's arms.

Zhang Ning subconsciously passed a Xuan Qi to stabilize the child's mind, but immediately he was stunned, and hurriedly stopped, his movements becoming more and more gentle.

It's like holding a fragile porcelain doll.

"Good, it's okay, it's okay."

Zhang Ning looked at the child nervously, and when she saw that the child was not unusual, she breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked down at the two people who fell to the ground.

The woman and the man with the knife were about the same age, both of them were nearly forty, while the other man was in his twenties, looking delicate and weak, and very delicate.

A touch of disgust flashed in Zhang Ning's eyes, but he still survived a Xuanqi and temporarily maintained the vital signs of the two of them.

From beginning to end, Jiang Qi didn't make a move, just looked at the man who was kneeling on the ground and was blocked from Xuan Qi and his movements.

After being restrained, the man seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and there was no struggle at all, just his head down, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"I run a small restaurant, and at noon today, I'm going to pick up my children from school."

Jiang Qi had just come to the man, and the man with his head down suddenly spoke.

Jiang Qi narrowed his eyes and didn't speak, but stopped.

The man didn't seem to care about Jiang Qi's movements, and lowered his head to himself and said, "There are a lot of guests, and I don't even have time to change my clothes, but fortunately, the school is next to me, and I walked a few steps over." ”

Jiang Qi simply fell to the ground and leaned up slightly.

"I picked up the girl, I was supposed to take it back to the hotel, make some food for her, and send it back in the afternoon."

"But after I picked up the child, the child said that the manual homework left by the teacher yesterday was at home, and the teacher would check it in the afternoon."

The man spoke unhurriedly, and his words were very organized, not at all like a murderer who almost killed two people on the street.

The sound is not loud, but now people are deaf and clear, and there are still many people who hear it and have the courage to come over.

"My wife is a salesman, and she won't go home at noon, so I can only go back with my children."

Speaking of this, the man raised his head slightly, his eyes full of desolation.

"But when I got to the door, I heard something I shouldn't have heard."

Speaking of this, the man turned his head vigorously, as if he was about to break his neck alive.

He saw the two men lying on the ground, and the resentment in his eyes almost overflowed.

But immediately, after seeing the child in Zhang Ning's arms, his eyes immediately cleared.

This scene also made everyone present vaguely know what was going on, and there was a trace of pity in the look of looking at the man.

"Of course I don't want to believe that while I'm working hard, my wife is cheating on me with my lover."

"So I knocked on the door, and when I opened the door, my wife said it was her colleague and accompanied her to the house to pick up a document."

The man raised his head, smiled miserably, looked around and asked, "Do I look like a fool?" ”

"Need an anti-lock to get a file? Do I need paper to pick up documents? Need to make a mess of your bed to get your papers? ”

"Get the papers!"

The man's voice suddenly became louder: "I need to open the safe to get the passbook?!! ”

"What is in there is life-saving money for the child's heart!"

"You're so ruthless!"

The man struggled to lie down on his back, tilting his head sideways and looking at his wife, who had fallen to the ground but was breathing steadily.

"For the sake of a little white face, you have to take the child's life to please you!"

"If I hadn't found out today, would you have taken the child's life-saving money and flown away after the two of you messed around!"

The man's voice was hoarse, and at last he could only let out a meaningless desolate roar.

Long.

The man smiled wryly and shook his head.

"You're so stupid, really, you don't want to think about it, why do people fall in love with you, a yellow-faced woman who is almost forty, isn't it just this money?"

(End of chapter)