readytorunbook Chapter 122 Underworld
Chapter 122 Underworld
Chapter 122 Underworld
An expert hidden in the city is in the deep night, encountering such a morally degrading thing as bad guys beating civilians on the road, and then stepping forward to knock down a dozen gangsters, leaving only a lone figure behind and disappearing at the corner of the street...
It's a perfect script, but it's a pity that this routine is a bit old, and Yu Xiaobai doesn't have the fraternal love of a superhero, he's just a very ordinary, um, very ordinary student.
Out of good qualities, Yu Xiaobai took advantage of his strength to land quietly outside the alley, touched the corner wall bulge, and there was chaotic cursing and shouting, and he coughed lightly when he thought of his lines. After a sound, he suddenly jumped out and held up the phone.
"Stop, you people, I've already called the police!"
Yu Xiaobai stood righteously under the bright light, yelling at the people fighting in the dark, the mobile phone he held up glowed, and his posture looked a bit like a transforming device for a partner of justice.
Yu Xiaobai had indeed called the police, but he had no choice but to jump out to delay the time when he saw signs that some gangsters were about to die.
Like a mudslide rushing into the normal painting style, the sound of stopping piercing the night sky made the people in the alley ecstasy and gang fights stunned.Everyone couldn't help but look at the young face like Yu Xiaobai, whose ferocious expression of fighting in the dark was still very scary.
Yu Xiaobai was very calm about the gaze. He still shook his phone and said, "The nearest police station is just a few kilometers away. There are few vehicles at night, and the police are coming soon. Let me tell you..."
Swish, the iron rod was waved in the air unceremoniously, Yu Xiaobai frowned and stopped speaking, and dodged as soon as he withdrew his steps.
The yellow-haired one closest to Yu Xiaobai at the entrance of the alley is a social stick, but the desire to teach you how to be a man is given a space.
"Where is this stupid/crazy?" It should be the speechless voice of the leader gangster, and the younger brothers also laughed at the right time. Although the underworld is gradually fading in the development of society, the gangsters usually take jobs and conflict with other colleagues. Avoid being unassuming, but there are always cases of being accidentally bumped into by passers-by. Nowadays, there are very few young men who are brave enough to do justice.
There are so many people here, the gleaming irons in their hands are all selectively ignored?
"Brother Hu, don't worry, I'll take care of this kid." Huang Mao waved his hand chicly, and he was all about being cool. He squeezed the iron rod, looked at Yu Xiaobai who was calm, and murmured, "Why? Hidden."
Yu Xiaobai's face is full of student spirit in the deliberate restraint of his clothes, and Huang Mao is at least a 25-year-old social person. After hearing about it, a bunch of gangsters left a few malicious ridicules, so don't worry and continue to clean up. Three men who couldn't last long on the ground.
However, the thugs who jumped out to say threats were also concerned. They were all local snakes. There was indeed a police station a few streets away.
"Boy, don't you be stupid with your studies? The society is very dangerous!" Huang Mao beat the iron rod rhythmically on the palm of his hand, just about to raise his momentum and run away casually, but found that Yu Xiaobai under the street lamp suddenly stepped into the darkness .
Huang Mao's eyes blurred, and he felt that he loosened the iron rod and let go, and then he was thrown down in a whirl.
"Fuck..." Huang Mao was angry, but before he could use the quality combo in his mouth, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
Yu Xiaobai knocked Huang Mao unconscious with a stick, ending the other's performance.
He turned his back to the gangsters who were having fun beating him with his head down. The underworld is so arrogant now, and the police are not afraid when they come...
Forget it, I still slipped away, the police have been called, I hope the ambulance can rescue the three men on the ground who can only hug their heads and be beaten.
"Fuck, what's wrong with you, yellow hair?"
More than a dozen people blocked three people in the alley, and there would always be people who couldn't get in. The two gangsters OB for a few seconds, and felt that the voice behind them was not right. Reverse the scene.
Yu Xiaobai hesitated for a short time, but was yelled by the melon skin gangster, and became the focus of the audience again.
Holding the iron rod in his hand, Yu Xiaobai looked at the yellow hair on the ground, you really are called Huang Mao, and then looked at the underworld who was looking at him in surprise, touched his face, and said innocently: No... I'm going home first, you guys continue."
There is no need for the leader to command, and the nearby gangsters roll up their sleeves cursingly. Their common sense of huge inertia makes them subconsciously ignore the unreasonable phenomenon that an adult is put down by a student in such a short time of "turning around, turning around".
Yu Xiaobai backed away slowly, and the big men came forward in a blink of an eye, step by step, when his heels stepped on the light and dark boundary of the alley and the street, he stopped lightly, and there were countless cold eyes outside, he sighed, Raised the iron rod.
……
Zhang Yuchao was in pain all over his body. The new young team in the Shaxia Club had no sense of seriousness. The hard steel hit his hands and feet countless times and left scars. His bones were falling apart. An astonishing reality strikes.
He half propped himself on the ground, staring dumbfounded at the figure lying on the ground in the dark alley, moaning like a dead dog in disarray, did he see it right?
"Ding dong!"
The steel bar was thrown on the ground casually, Zhang Yuchao's heart skipped a beat, the cylindrical metal rolled on the ground making a piercing sound, and his heart, which had seen many storms, constricted because of this inconspicuous sound.
The little leader of the Shaxia Club named Brother Hu covered his arms and stared in fear at the young man who seemed to have done a trivial thing.
Just now, the other party knocked them one by one like a gopher, making them suspicious of their lives.
"What are you looking at?" The young man kicked Brother Hu unconscious, his nonchalant attitude was completely different from the silly white student at the beginning.When Zhang Yuchao was besieged by Shaxia Society people, he noticed the righteous boy emerging from the alley. He was glad that he could be saved today, but he was also worried about the other party's safety, but he didn't expect it to end like this.
Only the young man was left standing alone. The other party glanced at this side lightly, clapped his hands, and turned away without saying anything.The moment he tilted his head, his demeanor changed back to that of an ordinary student.
Amid the burning pain all over his body, Zhang Yuchao was terrified. He had been in the underground of Yongcheng for many years. He knew that this time he might have met some expert disciple or a true master of Chinese martial arts.
"Wait, wait a minute, little brother." Zhang Yuchao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up with difficulty, and took out a business card from his pocket, "Thank you for your kindness, if you encounter trouble in Yongcheng, you can find me. "
There was a strange look from the opposite side, Zhang Yuchao understood the meaning, his bruised face was reddish, he was beaten miserably by a group of people just now, but now he told them that they would find me in trouble in the future.
But fortunately, the boy took it casually as if he didn't care, which saved him some face.
The alley became quiet, and the siren approached from a distance. Zhang Yuchao glanced at the big man all over the place, his face flashed fiercely, and suppressed his emotions. He helped up a conscious companion, and together they drove another unconscious man with a bleeding head. man leaves.
……
Two police cars slammed to the side of the road, and four or five policemen in uniform came down in a hurry. From a distance, they saw a figure holding his stomach against the wall. The policemen looked at each other and ran over.
"We received a report that more than a dozen people were viciously beating three..."
"Plop." The policeman at the front grabbed the wobbly man, and before he could finish his questioning, the man fell unconscious on the ground.
There were many blunt impact marks on his body. The policemen looked serious. Several of them pulled out their batons, and the last one took out his walkie-talkie to call for support.
"Police...uh, huh?"
A few steps into the alley, four or five police officers stopped in place immediately.
Wailing everywhere, iron rods scattered around, fists buckled by iron rods, a few non-mainstream people with colorful hair saw them, and their eyes were moved by seeing their loved ones...
The policeman at the head was stunned, and turned around after a few seconds, uncertain: "A dozen maliciously surrounded three? Did the person who answered the phone get it wrong?"
(End of this chapter)