If it is a show, what is their purpose? What kind of trap are they planning to lead Zhang Yujie into?
Zhang Yujie had been observing carefully, and he realized that the little boy's crying was not fake, nor was the beating he suffered, and even the long-haired gangster who pulled out a sharp knife and stabbed him was definitely not fake!
Because Zhang Yujie felt murderous intent!
At that moment, the long-haired gangster really wanted to kill the little boy. So Zhang Yujie had to take action.
Even if he takes action, it will disrupt all his plans and may even cause a lot of unnecessary trouble. But he can't just watch the boy's blood splatter and die on the spot - especially when this boy is so similar to him.[
Not only are the experiences similar, but even the experiences are so similar.
Even because of this fate, he had no choice but to save her.
The long-haired gangster was stunned, then turned to look at the boy who grabbed his wrist, and then raised his eyebrows: "Who are you?"
Zhang Yujie chuckled and said: "Why use the knife on a child? You have already beaten him so many times..."
"I asked you who you are!" The long-haired gangster interrupted him and shouted loudly.
Zhang Yujie noticed that everyone in the game hall looked towards him, with quite a lot of evil in their eyes.
"I'm just passing by." Zhang Yujie continued to smile: "If you stab him with one knife, he will be dead. It's not worth it for you to go to jail for such a child, right?"
"He kept holding my leg." The long-haired gangster pointed underneath him.
"Leave it to me." Zhang Yujie was still smiling. This smile made the long-haired gangster feel a little embarrassed. How could an ordinary person still laugh in such a situation? Zhang Yujie gently patted the long-haired gangster's wrist that was holding the sharp knife.
His hand seemed to be under some kind of magic, and it slowly dropped down. Zhang Yujie bent down again to pry the little boy's fingers, and said, "If anything happens, we'll talk about it later. If I lose my life here, how can I save you?"
elder sister?"
The little boy was hugging the long-haired gangster's legs tightly, as if he was not afraid of death, but when the sharp knife was really stabbed in front of his throat, he still shivered. Now Zhang Yujie went to break his fingers.
, it was easy of course. The little boy's hands were separated from the long-haired gangster's legs. His whole body was almost soft and he almost fell down.
Zhang Yujie picked him up, turned around and said to everyone in the hall: "Sorry, sorry, please bother me..." As he said this, he exited the game hall, but no one spoke or stopped him.
After leaving the gate, Zhang Yujie took a long breath, walked to a bus stop, and put the little boy down. The little boy was obviously in shock, and his face was still pale. Zhang Yujie sneered: "Can't you still be a hero?"
The little boy gasped, glanced at Zhang Yujie, and said: "Aren't you trying to be a hero? If all the gangsters in the hall just jumped up, they would be enough for you to drink a pot!"
"Hahahaha." Zhang Yujie laughed, pointed at his nose and said: "If I didn't have that diamond, how dare I take that porcelain job? Let me tell you, let alone that incompetent gangster, even if Feng Bo was standing here, I wouldn't
Take him into consideration!"
After hearing this, the little boy's eyes radiated a strange light. He looked at Zhang Yujie for a while, but then dimmed and said, "There are braggarts everywhere, and you are just one of them."