Liu Haizhong, who also lived in the backyard, was standing at the door of his house smoking. When he saw Xu Qing going out, he hurriedly walked forward and started chatting.

Today, their two sons got the Xu Qing apple, and Liu Haizhong, as the backyard steward, felt a little bit sorry.

Xu Qing's parents are gone, but his ignorant son still takes apples from others. Liu Haizhong is a person with dignity and the uncle of the courtyard, how can he pretend not to know anything?

Knowing that Xu Qing was going to the hospital to help Si Zhu buy medicine, Liu Haizhong paused and said:

"Xu Qing, there are so many people in our compound, and when it comes to benevolence and righteousness, you are the one who belongs the most."

While talking, Liu Haizhong reached out and took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed one to Xu Qing, and said:

"Take it with you on the road to get rid of the cold."

In fact, Xu Qing had no intention of giving apples to Liu Haizhong's two sons at that time. He didn't have enough food in his house, so how could he give it to others casually?

It’s just that the situation has reached that point, and it would be inappropriate not to give it.

After all, taking things away in person is something that only Jia and Zhang can do.

Furthermore, Xu Damao was also there at that time. Today, Xu Qing came back early and still took his bicycle. Xu Damao must give him one.

Otherwise, when Xu Qing took the three apples back to the house, he could use his ability to split them into two.

But the matter has come to this, and there is nothing we can do about it. Who made it happen so quickly?

Xu Qing took the cigarette from Liu Haizhong, chatted with him for a few more words, and then continued to go out of the courtyard.

As the night grew darker and darker, the alley became darker, but Xu Qing held on to the flashlight and was not afraid of hitting anyone again.

The snow kept falling, falling to the ground under the beam of light.

Xu Qing smoked a cigarette and walked slowly towards the entrance of the alley.

There were very few pedestrians on the street. I walked for a long time without seeing a few people. The vendors setting up stalls on the roadside began to close their stalls one after another.

Xu Qing held a flashlight and walked quickly towards the hospital against the snow.

Occasionally, I can meet a few pedestrians who look in a hurry, but they don’t know each other, so they all go their separate ways.

The hospital is about three kilometers away from the compound where Xu Qing lives. Fortunately, they are all on major roads. Although it is snowing, it is not difficult to walk.

If you are in the countryside, going to the brigade or the town to buy medicine will be a lot of trouble, not to mention the difficulty of walking, and it is still a long way.

But even so, after walking for more than ten minutes, Xu Qing felt that his feet were numb from the cold. He stamped his feet hurriedly, stuffed the flashlight into the sleeve of his right cotton-padded jacket, and quickened his pace.

When he was approaching the hospital, Xu Qing accidentally shined his flashlight into the alley nearby and saw four or five gangsters robbing a frail middle-aged man.

These days, unlike later generations, there is surveillance. If you walk alone at night, you will inevitably encounter some troubles.

In addition, the era of chaos ended not long ago, and although the security aspect is very strict, this kind of thing still happens from time to time.

There is no other way, everyone is living a hard life. Young people in their 17, 18, 19 and 19 years old who have not gone to school, have not found a job, so they hang out on the street, become a second-rate man, and have no money, so they have bad ideas.

It was late at night and it was snowing again. Those four or five gangsters blocked the person in the dead end. No matter how loud the person shouted, no one could hear him.

Besides, there were not many pedestrians on the street, so those gangsters were even more unscrupulous.

Fortunately, Xu Qing met him and immediately shouted angrily.

The frightened gangsters immediately panicked.

But seeing that Xu Qing was young and still alone, they had already grabbed the money, waved the knife in their hands and pointed it at Xu Qing, cursing:

"Boy, don't meddle in other people's business. You've made the labor and management anxious. I'll make you bleed!"

Xu Qing coldly shined a flashlight on those people, with no fear on his face.

They were just a few gangsters, so they didn’t take it seriously at all. It’s just that they all had knives in their hands, which made it a little tricky.

The man in the lead kept swinging the knife at Xu Qing, looking at his companions to signal an outflank, blocked Xu Qing into an alley, and robbed him together.

It's just that they think very well, but they don't know that Xu Qing has practiced and served as a martial arts coach. In terms of fighting alone, four or five people are no match for him.

Xu Qing flashed the flashlight, dazzling several of their eyes, turned around, raised his right hand suddenly, and punched the leading man in the face.

The leading man who was hit immediately screamed in pain.

"Damn it, brothers, please kill this kid!"

Seeing this, the other four people pounced on Xu Qing. Xu Qing leaned forward and dodged the fist that one of them had thrown in front of him. He stepped back with his right foot and escaped their encirclement.

Then Xu Qing turned off the flashlight, and everything became pitch black, and no one could see anyone.

Xu Qing took the opportunity to punch the person next to him four times. The person he hit immediately fled away with his head in his arms.

Someone took out a lighter and wanted to start a fire, lighting it up and looking for Xu Qing.

How could Xu Qing give him a chance? He grabbed it with his left hand and slapped the opponent on the face with his backhand.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the leading man leaned against the wall of the alley and ran away.

When the other people heard that their companions had run away, they were all in no mood to fight. They had been beaten by Xu Qing and had robbed someone just now. They were already panicking and turned around and ran away.

When Xu Qing turned on the flashlight, the four or five gangsters had all disappeared.

Xu Qing originally wanted to catch one so that the middle-aged man who was robbed could be turned around and sent to report the crime.

But those gangsters have been on the street for a long time, and they have all become veterans. They may not be good at fighting, but their ability to escape is better than the other.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the vast snow.

Xu Qing stood on the street, holding a flashlight and looking around. After finding no one, he returned to the alley and asked the middle-aged man who was robbed:

"Uncle, are you okay?"

The middle-aged man may have been scared out of his wits just now and had been hiding in the alley without daring to step forward to help Xu Qing.

Now I saw that those gangsters had left, so I came out holding the wall with a pale face.

The middle-aged man held up the gold-rimmed glasses on his face and thanked Xu Qing.

"Young man, thanks to you today, otherwise, those bastards wouldn't know what they were going to do."

Xu Qing waved his hand and said: "You're welcome. I happened to go to the hospital and saw it. I can't just sit back and ignore it."

"Uncle, this lighter belongs to you, right?"

Xu Qing handed the lighter he just snatched to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man lowered his head and took a closer look, shook his head and said: "This is not mine, it may be someone else's."

When Xu Qing heard this, he put away the lighter.

The middle-aged man gradually regained consciousness and followed Xu Qing, and the two of them walked together toward the hospital.

There were many people in the hospital, and there were people on duty at the door. There were also telephones inside. After thanking Xu Qing again, the middle-aged man quickly called his family to report the news.

As for calling the police, he obviously had no intention of calling the police. Forty-nine cities are so big, and the police would not be able to catch anyone for a while. What’s more, it was still late at night, and the middle-aged man’s accent sounded like he was on a business trip, so he could only admit that he was unlucky.

Xu Qing stomped the snow on his feet and did not persuade the police. These days, information is not developed, and it would probably take a long time for the police to solve the case.

By then, even if those gangsters are caught, the items and money will have been squandered long ago and will be difficult to recover.

After saying goodbye, Xu Qing hurriedly found a doctor to write a prescription and helped Shazhu buy the medicine.

The three little ones in the house are still waiting for him at home. They were robbed just now and lost a lot of time.
Chapter completed!