Chapter 1250 save people
It was raining heavily outside and I had no place to go, so I took out the money and handed it over.
"Wait for a while, you'll win soon!" The network administrator stared at the computer, used both hands, and made the keyboard pound.
He is playing games, which is the favorite "League of Legends" by young people nowadays. However, I have long been over the age of obsessed with games and have never played them.
"A group of pig teammates!"
After a while, the network administrator took a picture of the keyboard in annoyance, got up and ran to the bar to turn on the machine for me.
I thought he was a little noisy, so I sat in the corner at the end and leaned lazily on the back of the chair.
I have not slept for two days and two nights. I was about to get close to the truth just now, and I was still very excited. But now I feel so sleepy as soon as I calm down.
I closed my eyes and was about to fall asleep, but suddenly I was awakened by the sound of pulling the chair.
I looked up and saw a strong man sitting next to me.
He was about forty years old, very big, weighed more than 200 kilograms, had a shiny bald head, and a long scar on his face, and looked extremely fierce.
The gap between the computer and the chair was a little small, and he was pulling the chair backwards. He seemed to notice that I was looking at him, and immediately said fiercely: "What are you looking at? Sleep at you."
As he said that, he sat down.
The chair then made a rattle, as if it had reached the upper limit of load bearing.
I was too lazy to argue with him, and I was sleepy now, so I closed my eyes and fell asleep again.
After a while, I was awakened again.
But this time I was not awakened, but by the smell of smell - a very stinky smell drilled into my nostrils, making my internal organs stinking and I couldn't help but want to vomit.
I sat up suddenly, and then I realized that the strong man took off his shoes and socks, and was staring at the screen while clasping his feet.
"This is not your home. Can you wear shoes on?" I said with dissatisfaction.
The strong man was wearing headphones and the sound was loud and he didn't hear it at all.
I stood up in anger and prepared to pull off his headphones and scold him.
But when I saw his screen, I was stunned for a moment!
The scene of the murder is played on the screen. The camera is shaking all the time, and the viewing angle is very strange, as if it was taken secretly:
The rusty roller shutter door was covered with blood, extending to the outside of the gate. There were many people around the door, and several policemen guarded outside the two cordons.
The camera continues to push forward, shuttleing through the gaps in the crowd.
The door was in a mess, the drawers and cabinets were all turned on, and the things inside were scattered all over the floor. Judging from the hairdressing utensils, hair care water, and hair dye cream everywhere, this should be a barber shop.
A young man lay in the pool of blood. He said that he was a young man, who was guessing based on his figure because his head had already rolled out a long way.
The camera shook a few more times and tried hard to stretch forward. It was obvious that the photographer wanted to take a more detailed photo, but the police who stopped him did not allow him to go any further. In the end, he could only take so many photos.
The video is very short, only about two or three minutes.
But the big man kept watching it repeatedly, and after watching it once, he started again.
The barber shop, the split boy...
Could it be the second victim Zhang Xiaoai mentioned?
But who is this big man? How could he be so interested in this video?
"Help, kill someone!" Suddenly, a burst of exclamation came from outside the door, and the tone was very rapid, as if it was the last shout before death.
I followed the cloth strip all the way here, and I guess the murderer should be nearby.
Has anyone discovered something?
I didn't have time to think about it, and I didn't care about the big man, so I hurried out.
The heavy rain had already stopped at this moment. With the light at the door, I saw a boy running towards me from afar, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing colorful clothes, running wildly.
Following him closely, more than a dozen gangsters of the same age were shining with cold light in their hands, as if they were carrying some weapon.
"Brother, help me!" The boy ran to me and asked for help loudly, but he didn't dare to stop and continued to run forward.
Several gangsters behind him also ran over in front of me. At this time, I finally saw clearly that these gangsters were holding watermelon knifes in their hands!
The boy in front was running, and he was tripped by something. He was about to struggle to get up, but a few gangsters behind him chased him and kicked him a dog to eat shit.
"I fucking let you run!" The gangster in the lead shouted, then kicked him hard!
"Boss, I don't dare anymore, I will never dare again..." The young man on the ground begged for mercy.
"Fuck me?" The leading gangster said viciously: "Everyone who cheats me will die. The other ones are examples! You should be with them as your companion." As he said that, he raised the watermelon knife in his hand.
"Stop!" I screamed.
It is very common for children to fight on the street, especially bad boys. I didn't want to care about it, but I couldn't watch it happen. Moreover, this kid mentioned the thorn just now.
Is this leading gangster the culprit?
The gangster held up the watermelon knife and was about to slash it down. He heard my shouting, turned around and looked at me, glaring and scolding: "Don't meddle in other people's business! Do you believe it or not, I'll stab you too? Get out."
That posture is extremely fierce, and there is no need for the young and dandy boys in the movie at all.
However, I am not even afraid of Longquan Villa, and can I be scared by these little kids?
I strode forward. When the gangster saw that I didn't believe in evil, he immediately waved his hand and directed the other two subordinates and said, "Do you want him to be ruined!"
The two men rushed towards me with watermelon knives.
I kicked them all over the ground.
The leading gangster was stunned, then threw the knife with a clang and turned around and ran away.
They ran very fast, with alleys everywhere here, and in the dark, I couldn't catch up with them, so I helped the young man lying on the ground up.
"Brother, thank you!" The boy on the ground said gratefully without caring about wiping away the mud and water all over his body.
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Chapter completed!