Super phone

Chapter 252
The black Mercedes, the hood was smashed by Chuck with a punch, and in an instant, a pit like a hammer appeared, shocking the audience.

How much hatred?How much anger?Can it cause such a punch?Obviously that man doesn't look strong.

"Scared the baby to death, is this still a human?"

"Unbelievable, how can a person have such great power?"

"It can't be the innate divine power, Xiang Yu can regenerate, right?"

"Oh, the dog seller..."

The passers-by and the drivers who parked all exclaimed. The drivers who were stopped at the traffic lights wanted to yell, but they chose to shut up after seeing this scene.

They imagined that if their car was knocked down by such a punch, would it be okay?

Except for those who saw this scene in the front row, the sound of horns in the back was endless. Many drivers did not know the truth and stuck their heads out to curse.

However, the people in the front row were watching, and they soon noticed something was wrong, so after a while, the drivers got out of the car one after another, and they also saw this appalling scene.

The man on the Mercedes-Benz was confused. He got out of the car and roared, "Who the hell are you? Why did you smash my car?"

"What's the point of smashing your car? I'm still beating you!" Chuck was filled with righteous indignation, and he stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up with one hand like a chicken.

boom!
Immediately afterwards, Chuck threw him heavily on the hood of the Mercedes-Benz, making a bang, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, stunned everyone again.

Violence, the word can no longer describe their sense of Chuck.

Not only that, after Chuck smashed him to pieces, he rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, fisting to the point of pain.

Every time he makes a shot, the originally thin and fair arm gives people a sense of shocking strength inexplicably.

Many people felt pain for that man, and many women at the scene couldn't help but close their eyes and couldn't bear to look directly.

"Brother, it's almost over, right? How much hatred?"

"Yeah, big brother, you are still young, if you beat someone to death, you will be ruined too!"

"Young man, stop now, the police are coming soon!"

"Is there anything that can't be said properly? Do you have to do it? And the influence is not good."

"..."

There are people who are persuaded by the first exit, and slowly the crowd grows.

Chuck was speechless for a while. He remembered that every time he helped others get ahead, why didn't anyone help him?

This time, the crowd just didn't know the real face of this man, and they thought it was their fault, which was fine, but why weren't they afraid of him being so violent?
Don't you look like an honest person?
He also didn't respond to the crowd, but saved the dying man's collar, punched him hard in the face again, and spat out two words, "Scum!"

Then he turned around, and everyone stepped back, keeping a distance from him.

Under everyone's surprised and puzzled eyes, Chuck opened the car door and pulled out a three or four-year-old boy from the car.

The little boy was Mingming, he had fine features and delicate features, and he looked naturally dumb, really cute.

"Uncle peeking at mom, why did you pull me out of the car?" Ming Ming muttered dissatisfied.

His innocent words opened the minds of the masses, and various unsightly pictures appeared in their minds.

After a while, everyone looked at Chuck with righteous indignation. Could it be that this guy was green and beat him up?
"Obviously, obviously..." At this moment, a young woman in high-heeled shoes ran over, and when Chuck approached, the high-heeled shoes crooked, and then she fell to the ground.

But she didn't care about her embarrassment at all, she crawled in front of Mingming, hugged him tightly with tears in her eyes.

"Obviously, you scared mom to death!" The young woman stroked his little face.

Mingming seemed to panic when he saw his mother crying, he stammered: "Mom doesn't cry, that uncle said he would buy me a teddy bear, I... I just don't want it, mom, don't cry."

Chuck's head is full of black lines, this brat, what about a teddy bear?I don't know if I was kidnapped.

At this time, the crowd also felt that something was wrong, and things didn't seem to be what they imagined. For a moment, they all looked at the man with a bruised nose and a swollen face on the hood.

The man seemed to have regained consciousness a lot. When he saw Mingming's mother, he immediately turned pale with fright, rolled his eyes, and ran away.

"Run? Where are you going?" Chuck pulled his clothes with one hand, and with a bang, the trafficker was also slippery, leaving his clothes and continuing to run.

But how could Chuck let him run away?In terms of speed, ten human traffickers may not be able to match him with advanced physical transformation.

So when Chuck appeared in front of the trafficker, the man also stopped. He stared at Chuck viciously, slammed, and took out a switchblade from his body.

"Ah..." Many passers-by retreated one after another, their faces pale with fright.

"Be careful..." Mingming's mother also saw this scene, and immediately reminded Chuck.

Chuck was unmoved, and sneered: "Paralyzed, dare to take a knife, do you really think you are an onion?"

When speaking, Chuck did not retreat but advanced, and then in the stunned crowd, he kicked a handsome roundabout kick as fast as lightning on the arm of the trafficker holding a knife.

Click!

The crisp sound of fractures resounded, followed by the screams of the traffickers, and the crowd gathered around.

"Is this a human trafficker? You're so fucking arrogant, you dare to commit murder with a knife!"

"Little brother, I misunderstood you just now, I'm sorry!"

"Kill this bastard to death, this kind of person is the most disgusting!"

"Worse than a murderer!"

"beat him……"

"..."

It was chaotic, the scene was completely chaotic, a group of passers-by filled with righteous indignation stepped forward, punched and kicked the trafficker.

Not long after, the trafficker, who was already dying, just curled up on the ground and twitched.

"What are you doing? Stop!"

A majestic voice resounded, and after a while, a large group of policemen came to the scene, completely surrounding the scene.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man with a square face and a dignified appearance stepped forward and led a group of people to maintain order and separate the angry crowd.

Seeing the unknown trafficker on the ground, the middle-aged man frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

Chuck was right in front of the crowd. He glanced at the middle-aged man, who was still an old acquaintance. When he taught Zhong Yulong that idiot last time, it was this middle-aged man who led the team.

Chuck glanced at his badge, called Chen Ming, um, a very just and good policeman of the people.

He stood up and shrugged his shoulders and said, "A human trafficker, everyone was so angry that they beat him up, that's all!"

"Comrade policeman, this kind of person should be shot to death!"

"Yes, shoot!"

"Immortality is not enough to anger the common people!"

"kill……"

The anger of the masses is far more than what it seems on the surface. It seems that the rampant human traffickers in recent years have indeed caused public outrage. Seeing such scumbags with their own eyes, many people almost lost their minds.

Chen Ming frowned, and said loudly: "Everyone, don't make noise. Our police will give you an explanation for this matter. If he is really a human trafficker, he will be punished by law!"

As soon as these words came out, except for a few young people who muttered a few words, the others quickly fell silent.

Chen Ming sniffed the trafficker's breath, and he was still half-breathed.

"The victim should come back with us and make a record!" Chen Ming stood up and looked at the beautiful young woman.

The glamorous young woman nodded, then glanced around, huh?Where was that boy just now?Where did it go?
Not only her, but others also found that when their attention was attracted by the police, the young man had disappeared.

"Good man, you can be called a model of morality if you don't leave your name behind when you do good deeds!" Someone exclaimed.

clap clap clap!
No matter what, the crowd still gave warm applause. They believed that even if the young man had gone far away, they could definitely feel their respect from the bottom of their hearts.

The police came and went quickly. As for the people who just attacked, the police did not hold them accountable.

After all, the law does not blame the public, and the trafficker was still holding a murder weapon just now, so it is considered light not to beat him to death.

A complex look flashed across the young woman's face. She really wanted to thank Chuck, but unfortunately, Chuck had already left. She had no choice but to follow the police car to the police station to make notes.

Chuck, who everyone was looking for, returned to the street just now, drove in the car, hummed a little song all the way, and headed towards a large furniture city.

(End of this chapter)