When they got to the road outside, Zhang Yujie put the little boy on the edge of the road and used some simple medical techniques to massage him. After a while, he saw him slowly wake up. As soon as the little boy saw Zhang Yujie, he burst into tears and opened his mouth.
Want to speak.
Zhang Yujie stood up immediately and said coldly: "As long as you're fine." He walked towards the game hall next to him. In the billiards hall just now, he saw the little boy full of grievances and crying bitterly. He must be in trouble. If he let go
In normal times, Zhang Yujie would have drawn his sword to help without saying a word, but in this situation, he could only bear the pain and put the little boy aside. He didn't even dare to listen to his complaints. He knew that with his own character, if he knew, he would not be able to stand up.
Don't care about your hands.
The little boy didn't catch up, as if he knew that the person he was messing with was not something that ordinary people could deal with.
Zhang Yujie entered the game hall. The scene inside was similar to the billiard hall just now. Most of the people inside were gangsters with fierce faces and tattoos on their bodies. At first glance, they were all bad guys. He looked around.
I looked around and tried to find some clues to see if I could find someone with a high status so that I could hold him hostage and rescue Ni Zhen together, so that we could get twice the result with half the effort.
After a cursory glance around, I felt that these people were all the same, they were all low-level gangsters, they were full of swear words, and they made obscene jokes when chatting with each other. Zhang Yujie bought a few coins, and while playing King of Fighters, he eavesdropped on the people next to him.
The talk of gangsters.[
"Brother Feng told me that a guy named Zhang Yujie may come to cause trouble in the next few days!"
"Zhang Yujie? Is he the boy who beat Jiang Di to death and became famous overnight?"
"That's right, that's him. I heard that he was the disciple of Zhou Ming, the master of the Wolf Gang's martial arts hall. Now he has become the deputy master of the martial arts hall. Hey, why are you so powerful at such a young age?
Are you still acting like this after all these years?"
"By the way, why did Zhang Yujie come to our place to cause trouble? Is he planning to attack Brother Feng?"
"Haha, this was originally a secret. I think our brothers have a good relationship, so I will tell you!"
“If you want to say something, say it quickly, don’t be shy!”
"Hey, what are you doing!" A big hand suddenly pressed on Zhang Yujie's shoulder.
Zhang Yujie was startled and turned his head to see a burly man glaring at him. With his strength, he wouldn't have noticed someone so close, but he was totally focused on eavesdropping on what those people were saying, so he didn't notice.
The big man had a ferocious look on his face, and Zhang Yujie's heart skipped a beat. Could someone have discovered his identity?
"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Yujie asked.
"Your life is already dead, and you don't put in new coins. Why are you clicking here? Are you responsible if it breaks?" The big man looked distressed, obviously feeling very sorry for his game console.
Zhang Yujie lowered his head and saw that the screen was already full of computer characters automatically fighting randomly. The coin he had just put in had already been consumed, and he had been absentmindedly eavesdropping on the conversations of the people next to him, and he didn't even notice.
"Um, let me practice my skills." Zhang Yujie pretended to be a newbie and smiled innocently, then inserted a new coin.
"Don't come to the game arcade, you idiot!" The big man spat, and patted Zhang Yujie's shoulder heavily. He took it for granted that his actions and words must have shocked the timid young man, and then he walked away with his head held high.