Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

If it is a play, what is their purpose?What kind of trap are you planning to lead Zhang Yujie into?

Zhang Yujie has been observing carefully, he found that the crying of the little boy was not fake, the beating he suffered was not fake, and even the long-haired bastard drew a sharp knife to stab him, it was definitely not fake!

Because Zhang Yujie felt the murderous aura!

At that moment, the long-haired gangster really wanted to kill the little boy.So Zhang Yujie had to make a move.

Even if he takes the shot, all his plans will be disrupted, and it may even bring a lot of unnecessary troubles.But he couldn't stand by and watch the boy splattered with blood and die on the spot—especially when the boy looked so much like him. [

Not only the experience is similar, even the experience is so similar.

Even for such a fate, he had to save her.

The long-haired gangster was stunned, then turned his head to look at the boy who grabbed his wrist, and raised his eyebrows: "Who are you?"

Zhang Yujie grinned and said, "Why do you need to use a knife on a child, you've already hit him so many times..."

"I ask who you are!" The long-haired bastard interrupted him and shouted loudly.

Zhang Yujie noticed that everyone in the game hall looked at him, with a lot of unkindness in their eyes.

"I was just passing by." Zhang Yujie continued to smile: "If you stab him, he will die. It's not worth going to jail for such a child, right?"

"He has been holding my leg." The long-haired gangster pointed to his body.

"Leave it to me." Zhang Yujie was still smiling. This smile made the long-haired gangster a little scared. Is it ordinary people who can still laugh in such a situation?Zhang Yujie lightly patted the long-haired gangster's wrist holding the sharp knife, and that hand seemed to be enchanted by some kind of spell, and it actually fell down slowly.Zhang Yujie bent down again to break off the little boy's fingers, and said in his mouth: "If there is anything to do, we will talk about it after we go out. How can you save your sister if you lost your life here?"

The little boy was hugging the long-haired bastard's legs tightly, looking like he was not afraid of death, but when the sharp knife was really stabbed in front of his throat, he still trembled.Now Zhang Yujie went to break his fingers again, naturally with ease, the little boy's hands were separated from the long-haired bastard's legs, the whole body was almost limp, and he almost fell down.

Zhang Yujie picked him up, turned his head and said to the people in the hall, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to bother you..." As he said, he exited the game hall, but no one spoke, and no one stopped him.

After leaving the gate, Zhang Yujie took a long breath, walked to a bus stop sign, and put the little boy down.The little boy was clearly in shock, his face still pale.Zhang Yujie sneered and said, "Can't you still be a hero?"

The little boy panted, glanced at Zhang Yujie, and said, "Aren't you acting like a hero too? If all the gangsters in the hall just pounced on them, it would be enough for you to drink a pot!"

"Hahahaha." Zhang Yujie laughed, pointed to his nose and said, "If I didn't have that diamond, would I dare to take on that porcelain job? Let me tell you, don't talk about those bastards who can't do anything, even if Feng Bo is standing here, I wouldn't Put him in your eyes!"

When the little boy heard this, his eyes radiated a strange light. After looking at Zhang Yujie for a while, they dimmed again, and said, "There are braggarts everywhere, and you are just one of them."