Xu Hongzu said, "If you don't speak, I will assume that you have no intention of arguing with me."
Zhan Nanqing took a deep breath and endured it!
"No more talking..."
Unexpectedly, she and Nan Qing would also become ninjas one day...
No, no ninja can bear it as well as she does.
She should be a Ninja Turtle.
In fact, the most important thing about all this is for Qiao Jing's face.
If she and Xu Hongzu continue to argue, it will be very difficult for Qiao Jing to be in the middle.
After Qiao Jing saw Zhan Nanqing's aggrieved expression, he couldn't help but smile and interrupted the conversation between the two.
"Okay, let's get back to work."
Zhan Nanqing breathed a sigh of relief and ran towards Qiao Jing's research room.
If she stayed any longer and heard Professor Xu say something about wanting to rob someone, she might not be able to help but speak.
Qiao Jing also returned to his research room and put on work clothes.
By the time this small study was completed, it was already evening.
During this period, Zhan Nanqing originally wanted to stay with her and continue working overtime, but in the end she was driven away.
She will not squeeze her employees, and everyone can go home directly after get off work hours. She will not ask any employee to work overtime.
After she put away the things on the table, she took off her work clothes.
Qiao Jing walked out of the research institute, glanced at the gray sky, and prepared to take a taxi home.
Zhan Qi Pei called her half an hour ago and said he would come to pick her up from get off work.
But she didn't know when the work at hand would be finished, so she didn't say a specific time.
When she was about to walk to the road opposite the research institute, she suddenly heard the screeching sound of tires scraping on the ground.
This sound reminded Qiao Jing of the last time an earthmoving truck almost hit her. She immediately raised her vigilance and quickly took several steps back.
Then, there was a "bang" not far away!
Qiao Jing stopped and looked towards the source of the sound.
A very old bicycle appeared in her sight, and two children, a boy and a girl, were sitting on it.
The two children were wearing shabby clothes, and the little girl sitting behind was holding a bag of plastic bottles in her hands.
The front of the bicycle hit a sports car parked on the side of the road.
The little boy realized that he had done something wrong, and immediately got off the bicycle and stopped the bicycle.
"Sister, just sit on it obediently."
The little girl blinked her big eyes, nodded, and looked timidly at the sports car.
A younger-looking man stepped out of the sports car.
After the man saw that the two little beggars had hit his car, he spat on the little boy's car.
"You two little beggars hit my car?! Can you afford to pay for it?"
As he spoke, he raised his foot and kicked the little boy.
The little boy immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the man three times. He lay on the ground and did not dare to get up. At the same time, he also avoided the man's kick.
His voice was mixed with boundless fear and fear, and his crouched little body was trembling constantly, and he begged for mercy in an extremely humble and pleading voice.
"Uncle, I'm sorry. Because my bicycle is too old, my brakes failed and I accidentally hit your car."
The man didn't intend to just let the two siblings go, so he viciously kicked the little boy lying on the ground.
The little boy's forehead was still pressed tightly to the ground. He was kicked by the man and remained unmoved. He just clenched his fists tightly and endured it forcefully.
How could his small body withstand such a kick from an adult? The little boy grimaced in pain, his face turned purple, and large beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
When the man saw this, not only did he not feel any sympathy, but he kicked the little boy several times as if to vent his anger. Unable to understand his hatred, he even raised his foot to kick the old bicycle.
"What's the point of apologizing? Do you know how expensive my car is and you dare to hit it? How can you compensate me?"
The little girl sitting in the car was immediately frightened and cried, holding the bottle in her hand tightly with her dirty little hands.
"elder brother……"
The little boy immediately rushed forward, hugged the man's leg that was trying to kick the bicycle, and begged for mercy.
"Uncle, please don't kick my bicycle. I can kneel down and kowtow to you. I picked up bottles and sold them for a little money. I will give them all to you. If it's not enough, I can continue to pick up bottles and save enough money to return them to you.
May I?"
As he spoke, he took out a crumpled five-dollar bill and several one-dollar bills from the pocket of his jeans with several holes in them.
The man took the money from the little boy's hand, threw it in the air, and cursed angrily.
"Who the hell wants your poor money? I'm going to dismantle your old bicycle today, what's going on? If you don't get out of the way, I'll kick you to death!"
As he spoke, he gave the little boy a hard push.
The little boy's thin body could not withstand the man's push. He fell hard to the concrete floor, and his hands were immediately bruised and bleeding.
He saw that the man was still walking towards the bicycle, and his sister was still sitting on the car. He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, crawled to the man's side, and humbly grabbed the man's trousers.
"Uncle, I beg you, don't kick my bike. My sister is still on the bike. I have given you all my money. Please, I will definitely save enough money to repair your bike."
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That bicycle was a tool that allowed him and his sister to pick up bottles in various places. He was lucky enough to find it from the garbage dump.
If he was kicked, he and his sister would have to walk a long way every day to pick up more bottles. But every time it would get dark before they had gone very far, and they would have to go back to sleep under the bridge, otherwise
It is too dangerous to go out to pick up bottles at night.
Losing the bicycle means losing more opportunities to pick up bottles. In that case, they will have no money to buy steamed buns to eat. He can't let his sister get hurt, and he can't let the bicycle be kicked to pieces.
The man impatiently kicked the little boy away, roughly dragged the little boy up from the ground, and slapped him hard.
"Go away! If I don't beat you to death today, who wants your stinky money? It's not even enough to squeeze through your teeth!"
The little boy's face quickly became red and swollen, and there was blood in his teeth. Tears filled his eyes, but he still spoke stubbornly.
"Uncle, it's enough for you to hit me, don't hit my sister..."
Qiao Jing, who was across the road, witnessed the whole process. She was very anxious at the moment, but the light happened to be red at this time, and there were cars on the road. She couldn't find a chance to pass by.
She raised her eyes to look at the red light, counting the time in her mind.
After the little girl on the other side saw her brother being beaten and bleeding, she started sobbing quietly before, and now she opened her mouth and started to cry loudly.
She fluttered her short legs and tried to get off the bicycle, but the little boy was worried that she would not be able to sit firmly and fall, so he fixed her to the seat with a rope. Now she can't get off at all.
She took out a plastic bottle from the plastic bag, raised it and wanted to throw it at the man.
When the little boy saw this, he immediately stopped him.
"Don't hit people with bottles!"
The little girl then retracted her dirty hands and spoke twitchingly.
"Brother... wuwu... you, don't hit my brother, you bad guy!"
The man was upset by the little girl's cries. He pushed the little boy away again and started to kick the boy towards the bicycle.