Chapter 223 Five Hundred Dollars



I whispered to them about my mother's experience, while staring at the middle-aged man who was stealing the money and the tall, curly-haired young man next to him. The saying "appearance is determined by the heart" is really true. They both looked wretched. Many passers-by saw this scene, but almost everyone chose to remain silent. Even if someone showed a surprised look, they ran away in shame after being stared at by the curly-haired man.

I waved my hand and called Hu Jianmin over. It shouldn't be a problem for the four of us, Ye Zhan, Zhuantou, and Hu Jianmin, to deal with two people, not to mention Zhuantou, the mighty red stick.

The moment the thief succeeded, the old lady also noticed it. She quickly turned her head, and the thief pretended to be innocent, while Curly quickly left, pretending to be panicked. - A typical way of luring the tiger away from the mountain! Of course, the old lady recognized Curly as the thief, and rushed over to grab Curly's arm, while the thief took advantage of the chaos to escape.

"Brick, Hu Jianmin, you two stop that thief." I said, "Ye Zhan, let's go meet that curly-haired guy."

Brick and Hu Jianmin rushed into the crowd, while Ye Zhan and I ran to Curly-Mao. The quarrel had already begun.

"Hey, why are you arresting me?!" Curly said dissatisfiedly.

"Give me back the money!" The old lady looked pitiful: "That's the money I used to buy toys for my granddaughter, please..."

"I didn't take your money!" Curly-haired looked righteous, but couldn't hide his vulgar temperament. He spread his arms and said, "If you don't believe me, search!"

The old lady was about to search Juanmao's pockets, but I stopped her and said, "Grandma, you won't find anything."

The curly-haired man said proudly, "That's right, a bystander can see things more clearly. How could a good person like me steal your money?"

"Are you two in the same group?" The old lady looked at me tremblingly. I smiled and said to her, "Don't worry, it's not true. I will help you get your money back." As I spoke, I elbowed the curly-haired guy right on his nose.

I showed no mercy to this kind of person. I used all my strength when I attacked him. After all, he was an adult. Curly screamed, and blood was dripping from his nose. Ye Zhan kicked him from the side, and Curly was caught off guard and fell to the ground. We cooperated tacitly and punched and kicked him. For us who were experienced in fighting, as long as the opponent fell to the ground, we had basically won. We would not give him a chance to stand up, and beat him so hard that he rolled around.

The farmer's market was in chaos, many people came to watch, and some people shouted: "Beat him, beat him to death!" It seems that this curly-haired guy is a celebrity in the farmer's market. Thinking of my mother's 500 yuan being stolen, I was furious and kicked this guy almost desperately. The curly-haired guy was also very resistant to beatings, and kept howling: "You dare to hit me! Wait until my big brother comes and beat you to death!" I ignored this excuse of "using a tiger's skin to make a big drum", and each time I hit him, I became more and more ruthless.

While we were fighting, Zhuan Tou and Hu Jianmin brought the thief over. Ye Zhan and I stopped fighting, and the curly-haired guy covered his head and said, "Hey, you're not going to fight anymore, are you? I'll beat you up when my big brother comes!"

The middle-aged man who stole the money had blood all over his head and was hit by bricks several times, but he could still stand straight. At that time, I thought to myself, thieves are really tough, it is true that real gold is not afraid of fire. I grabbed the thief's neck, pressed him in front of Curly Hair and asked, "Is this your big brother?" Curly Hair let go of his hand covering his head and looked at his big brother in astonishment.

Because his older brother is even worse off than him.

There was laughter all around, and some people even applauded spontaneously. It was obvious that they all knew that these two were habitual thieves.

I kicked the thief in the ass, and the middle-aged man fell down with Curly Hair. The two of them stared at each other, sitting on the ground and looking at the four of us. Brick was throwing bricks in his hand, staring coldly at the two people on the ground.

——I discovered a secret, Brick is the most handsome when he fights. No matter how dull he is at other times, he becomes a different person when he fights, with an extraordinary aura all over his body, as if he was born to fight.

"Come on, return the money to this old lady." Whenever I have the opportunity to show off like this, I can't help but want to smoke a cigarette.

I think Ye Zhan and Hu Jianmin had the same idea, because they both had cigarettes in their mouths. Brick didn't smoke, but he had Brick. Xia Xue and the others were watching from outside the crowd, and it was obvious that they couldn't squeeze in. This place has become a center point in the farmers' market. Many people want to come over to watch the excitement, but they are obviously powerless and can only keep asking people around them.

"What's going on?"

"Did you see those two guys on the ground? They are habitual thieves in this area! They are local thieves. No one dared to control them before. But today, four young men came out from nowhere and beat up those two guys. It was so satisfying to watch. It's good to be young. When I was young, I was also so young and frivolous. I would just go and beat up anyone I didn't like..."

Under the coercion of the four of us, the two men had no choice but to return the money to the old lady. The old lady thanked me profusely and walked away slowly with her granddaughter. I said to the two men again: "Give me back the 500 yuan you stole from my mother a few days ago."

The curly-haired guy got furious when he heard this: "Brother, are you trying to blackmail me?" He had obviously forgotten what happened that day. He must have made a lot of money in the past two days. After all, it was New Year's Day and everyone had some money in their pockets.

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