After all, I am just an ordinary person, and my ideas are always different from reality.

After my body loses weight, I cannot manipulate it according to the commands of my brain.

The back and elbow were wiped out by the asphalt road, including my injured right arm, and it also fell heavily to the ground.

Few people could experience the pain I had at that time, the heart-wrenching pain, like burning or stirring a knife.

Cold sweat overflowed along my hair, forehead, nose, palms, and even any part of my body.

It hurt so much that a big man who bleeded but didn't cry, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

I was sobbing and whimpering in my mouth, completely out of my control.

Tears blurred my eyes, and the pain that exceeded my ability to bear made me more sober.

Blinking my eyes and squeezed out the tears, I looked at the wound on my right hand.

When I saw my wound, a layer of yellow thick spilled out first, followed by blood, penetrated the thin bandage.

"Ah...ah!"

In his throat, he couldn't help but let out a sob of pain.

In front of me, the little pickpockets had already walked up to me and said that they were all pickpockets, which was not accurate.

At least, the one who kicked me, Dachao, just now, was the one Dachao mentioned by the middle-aged policeman.

He is the eldest brother of these pickpockets and a slut.

"Xiaoshan, how did this little bastard hit you last night? You'll call me back today!" Dachao stepped on my chest, looked at me with disdain, and ordered the little pickpocket who was beaten by me.

The little pickpocket walked up to me timidly, raised his foot, imitating the way I kicked him in the face yesterday, but he didn't dare to leave: "Brother Chao, you'd better come on, I don't dare."

"I asked you to kick him, do you understand? Scary!" Dachao glared at his eyes and scolded.

Faced with the majesty of Da Chao, the little pickpocket finally made up his mind.

As my cold eyes looked at him, he raised the dirty and ragged shoes high, closed his eyes and kicked them in my face.

At this moment, a particularly funny idea came up with me. I thought it would be great if he could change into a pair of clean new shoes. I didn't want to be stomped by these pairs of broken and dirty shoes.

He subconsciously turned his head and waited for being kicked. He secretly cursed Qin Hao and his family in his heart. How could he act so slowly?

Just as my thoughts emerged, before the foot fell, a roar rang very close to me: "Is that ah, I stab you all my family to death!"

Then, a domineering figure pulled Da Chao away and directly hit the little pickpocket, knocking him to the ground.

I saw this person clearly. He is Wu Sheng, the brother who will always rush to the front.

He knocked away the little pickpocket and saved me from this attack.

In an instant, the surroundings were in chaos, and there were endless beatings and scolding.

I ignored it, and with the help of Sun Lei, I stood up.

Gripping my teeth, I endured the severe pain on my body, and was about to start asking them to pull the person down in the alley to beat him, but Sun Lei, who was beside me, took the lead and said timidly: "Brother Qiu, why don't you... what if you forget it, I know these people. Brother Chao is very difficult to mess with. They are very powerful here."

When I heard Sun Lei's words, I frowned tightly.

not to be trifled?

I am in the world, and I come step by step by step with my knife licking blood. I dare to chop off Boss Dai's fingers. I am afraid of it!

He is not easy to mess with, can I bully me?

The huge pain on my arm made me unable to think about these problems rationally.

My only idea now is to remove one of my legs and exhale this anger.

"There are too many people here, grab them into the alley!" I said ruthlessly regardless of Sun Lei's pull.

"Brother Qiu, really don't want to fight anymore. There are many people here. I've been with them before, so we can't beat them!"

Sun Lei refused to give in and pulled me hard.

This sentence undoubtedly made me feel a blow, waking up my little sanity.

Looking around, in addition to some of the people watching from afar, there were many sneaky figures from all directions, carrying things in their hands and walking towards us.

I know that they are Dachao’s accomplices and we can’t waste any more.

"Stop fighting, withdraw!"

Looking at the people who were fighting hard, I gave the order again.

Da Chao brought more people than us, but most of them were pickpockets, not gangsters.

All of my men are brave generals.

Dachao and the others have been beaten by Qin Hao and the other two, and two of them have not fought back from beginning to end.

After receiving my order, Qin Hao and Wu Sheng looked at me blankly, and then they noticed the gangster hiding in the crowd and groping at us.

So they let go of their hands and retreated to me.

I have many powerful generals under my command, Qin Hao, Wu Sheng, Ma Zhen, etc., but among these people, if they are brave alone, Yang Yu is still the best.

He doesn't want to live and shows no mercy.

A fool who is careless and desperate is very scary.

He seemed to have turned on the crazy mode, and he seemed to have never heard of my order. He grabbed Dachao's long hair with one hand, and his other hand was wrapped around the belt, and the iron clasp that fixed the belt was clamped into the gap between his fingers.

Yang Yu clamped the iron clip with both fingers and smashed Dachao's face with one punch.

Yang Yu never considers the consequences when he takes action, which is why I call him a double-edged sword.

Facing Yang Yu's madness, Da Chao could still counterattack and score. After a few punches, he could only cover his face and block Yang Yu's attack, and he was unable to fight back.

"Yang Yu, let's go!"

Qin Hao stepped forward and grabbed Yang Yu. After a few seconds of competition, Yang Yu stopped reluctantly.

Neither side wants to make things worse at the entrance of the railway station or where there are heavy traffic.

When we saw us stop, the gangsters who arrived did not make things difficult for us and let us leave.

"Little bastard, don't let me catch you next time, otherwise I will kill you!" Dachao vomited bloody phlegm and roared at our backs angrily.

My steps paused, and I turned my head and looked at him.

"Don't worry, this matter is not over yet, I will come to you!"

After leaving this sentence, I took steps and my head would not leave.

Sitting in the car, I hurriedly urged: "Hurry, go to the hospital first."

The heart-wrenching pain made me sweat and my body became weak. My right arm was wrapped in gauze and I couldn't see the severity of the wound.

But the scratches on the asphalt road had already rubbed my left elbow and made scars.

Blow away the dust from the wound and dozens of sand that are not big or small, stick to the wound.

The wound no longer bleeding, and you can see the red and white meat, uneven, and it is a silky shape, one by one, very much like dried beef, along the torn stripes.

These injuries are just something I can see.

And I can't see the back and legs under the cover of my clothes, but I can only feel the faint pain.
Chapter completed!