On September 24, Shangxiajiu Pedestrian Street, 2:30 pm.

The crowd was surging, and exquisite booths had been arranged on the open space a hundred meters away. Many staff were busy inside and out, preparing for the final ceremony in half an hour. Various TV reporters were ready to go with long guns and short cannons on their backs.

Mr. Demon stood in the shadow of the arcade, leaning against the wall, one hand in his pocket and the other holding the phone:

"Question: If you know that tomorrow there will be someone who has bad intentions towards you, then what should be the ideal way to do it?"

Liu Yanshi's voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Well... call the police... it shouldn't work?"

Mr. Demon smiled:

"Call the police is the most useless approach. Because you lack sufficient evidence to prove that you are indeed in a threat, it is impossible for the police to use police force to protect your personal safety for nothing."

Liu Yanshi thought for a while and said, "Then just hide at home all day, lock the door...or go to another place and find a place to hide for a while."

Mr. Demon shook his head:

"You can run away and the monk can't run away. Since you have already owe money, unless you never go home, your life will continue to be subject to various threats."

"I finally understand why you insisted on not telling Xiao An about this..." Liu Yanshi muttered: "Although it's useless to run away, but how should we protect Xiao An when he passes here after get off work later? Speaking of which, there are also many security guards near the booth. Do those debt collectors really dare to take action?"

Mr. Demon smiled and said slowly:

"Have you ever heard of similar cases?"

"A little girl passed by a street with a relatively large traffic when she was home from school. At this time, a man suddenly put on her shoulder and said to her: 'Xiaoli, why did you run away from home so you can make it easy for your father to find her. Everyone in the family is waiting for you, come home with me quickly."

"The girl was panicked. Because she didn't call Xiaoli, she didn't know the man at all. But the man's hands were tightly grasped, and even dragged her away forcibly. She also noticed that a van was parked not far away, with the door open. She became more and more afraid, struggled, screamed, crying and shouting, wanting to escape the man's shackles, desperately asking for help from passers-by, yelling, yelling, 'He is not my father', 'I'm not Xiaoli'... Many passers-by around stopped to watch, but none of them took action. Because, in the general social concept of people, this is a common family dispute where the girl ran away from home, lost her temper, and refused to recognize her relatives..."

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time. Liu Yanxi finally said:

"It's true..."

After a pause, she asked again:

"If... those who collect debts will use the same method today, wouldn't we have no choice?"

"Who said that?" Mr. Demon smiled faintly:

"Since bad people intend to use the weakness of human nature to do bad things, we can do the opposite - use the weakness of human nature to create greater riots."

"What the hell is that?"

Mr. Demon narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold smile appeared in his eyes:

"The steps are very simple. First, I will act as a passerby after Xiao An appears and forcefully kidnapped her. The debt collector who has been watching must be nearby. All you need to do is identify them, and then, at the critical moment, point at me and shout, "He is a kidnapper, and those on the other side are all accomplices'..."

"It's really a way to kill a thousand enemies and destroy eight hundred of them..." Liu Yanshi stuck out his tongue and smiled, "But it's really like your style, Mr. Demon."

"The masses are easily incited by public opinion. When you shout that sentence, the situation has been completely settled. Even if we don't take action, the enthusiastic onlookers will volunteer to escort me and the debt collectors to the police station. At that time, you only need to come forward and explain the ins and outs to the police, and I can get out."

Mr. Demon stretched:

"So, I asked you to check out the spot an hour in advance... How about it? Have you found some suspicious figures?"

Liu Yanshi's distressed voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Well...why? Since I knew there were kidnappers hidden in the crowd, no one felt that they were not good..."

"Then I can only ask you to continue to work hard." Mr. Demon's smile was as warm as the spring breeze, and Liu Yan said dissatisfiedly:

"Don't just let me look for it alone. How about you? Are you slacking off again?"

"How is that possible?" Mr. Demon responded with confidence, but his eyes glanced at an ice cream shop on the side of the road, walked over with a swagger, and took out his wallet from his pocket:

"I'm a responsible man."

As soon as he finished speaking, he kept the phone away from his mouth and said to the beautiful working girl with a smile:

"Beauty, a double ball ice cream, thank you."

The clerk accepted the money and went to dig ice cream balls for Mr. Demon. The waiting time was quite boring. Shi Zuo whistled and looked around. The hooligan temperament was simply natural. He looked at passers-by unscrupulously. Men and women wanted to choose women to see, women and women wanted to choose beautiful faces, and those with beautiful faces and those with beautiful faces had to choose less clothes. After a while, his face suddenly froze.

"Sir, your ice cream—"

The clerk's hand was just handed to Zuo Cai, and the latter rushed out like an arrow and plunged into the crowd, causing a noise.

"Are you sick?"

"What are you running!"

"Not having eyes!"

The tourists on the street cursed. But Shi Zuo ignored it at all. His expression was extremely solemn, and even his heart beat faster than twice. He pushed the crowd away frantically and rushed into the alley ahead.

The figure that flashed in the alley just now was clearly the mute beggar he had been following for several days...

That is the father of Anhe City!

Shi Zuo tried his best to urge every tendon on his thigh to run desperately, and at the same time, his brain was also running wildly.

Why?

Why did An Yiwen appear here?

Logically speaking, if he sold his family's information to the usury group, he would no longer have to follow Anhe City... So what does it mean when he appears here at this moment?

No matter what it is, it is definitely not a good thing for the current situation... The plan set by Mr. Demon cannot tolerate any variables, and An Yiwen, who is Xiao An's father, is the biggest variable itself.

Stop him... In any case, you must stop him this time!

As soon as he rushed to the corner of the alley, the beggar who was timidly hiding behind the wall recognized Shi Zuocai. They had already had a fight before. Obviously, An Yiwen also had an impression of Shi Zuocai, so that when he saw him suddenly appear, endless fear burst out in his eyes. He staggered and turned around, and wanted to run into the alley.

Shi Zuocai naturally would not give up so easily. He stepped on his legs like crazy, knocked away the crowd, stared at An Yiwen tightly, and had no intention of letting him go. However, this beggar stayed on the Shifu Road all day long and knew the terrain of the nearby alleys. Even though he was physically disabled, he almost got rid of Shi Zuocai several times.

Finally, after turning another corner of the alley, Shi Zuo gritted his teeth and burst out with an astonishing speed. He rushed forward and pressed An Yiwen down. The next moment, he waved his fist and unreasonably hit An Yiwen in the face.

An Yiwen screamed in pain, but his tongue had been cut off and he could only shout unidentified words. He did not choose to fight back at Shi Zuo Cai's beating, but tried his best to protect his head and face with his arms. At this time, Mr. Demon had been completely invaded by the hostility hidden in his heart. At this time, the new and old hatreds were calculated together, and he was just thinking about beating him first, so that he could not move, so as not to delay his plan.

After a few punches, An Yiwen screamed in sorrow and anger. Shi Zuocai's fist was about to fall again, but at that moment he saw tears flowing from An Yiwen's face. He couldn't help but be stunned. In that short moment of dazed, An Yiwen suddenly burst out with huge power, pushed Shi Zuocai away, and ran towards the same path as crazy.

Shi Zuo rolled on the ground twice, stood up in a mess, yelled at the national curse, and ran up again to chase An Yiwen.

He has to be caught…he has to be caught…he has to be caught…he has to be caught…

Turn left, turn left, turn right...

This road just passed by, and returned to the main road. Not far away is the finishing ceremony...when is it now...

Faster...faster...

An Yiwen, with a bloody face, rushed into Dishifu Road and knocked down a passerby.

"Stinky beggar, you don't have eyes! I'm fucking you! It's so unlucky!"

An Yiwen staggered and stood up, scrambling around the crowd like a rat crossing the street, running towards the scene of the final ceremony.

"Get out of the way! My wife is going to give birth! Get out of here!"

Mr. Demon pushed another passerby away irritably, and was about to get closer to An Yiwen. He thought that he would never let him approach the finishing site. He was about to shout "There is a thief" to cause riots. He took the opportunity to stop him and took a deep breath. The moment he was about to speak, his voice was stuck in his throat.

The sound of riots came from afar in the crowd in front of him. An Heshi, wearing convenience store work clothes, was cautious and cautiously avoiding the crowd. He was really scared and even did not dare to stop and watch the closing ceremony that was about to open beside him. He lowered his head and walked along the roadside, but the noise was approaching.

So, when she raised her head, she suddenly saw a beggar who fell in front of her in a panic.

...

After a moment of dazed, An Heshi recovered and subconsciously squatted down to help him up.

But the beggar suddenly screamed in horror, climbed back a few steps, and avoided Anhe City from afar.

Anhe City looked at the beggar born in front of her in surprise.

His face was covered with scars, as if he was completely disfigured by sulfuric acid, and he could not recognize his original appearance at all.

The left hand was also ruined, and the palm was gone, leaving only a bare piece on the wrist.

The hair was long and untreated, full of greasy, ragged clothes, and the exposed skin was mixed with blood.

The strangest thing is, the strangest thing is... just a moment when she looked at her, the beggar's face seemed to have grown aged by dozens of years in an instant.

Anhe City didn't know what to react, and couldn't speak, so she stood there on the spot.

The beggar slowly stood up and was separated from Anhe City by an arm.

There was no trace of light on his ugly face and his turbid eyes, and he could not guess what he was thinking.

Anhe City became more and more scared, and a feeling that was both strange and familiar was rolling up from the depths of her mind.

The beggar slowly stretched out his hand, as if he was to touch the girl's head gently.

With her hands stretched forward little by little, An Heshi was afraid in her heart, but for some reason, the strange feeling in her heart curbed her willingness to retreat.

Just touching my head, I looked forward to the past ten years, and told her when my daughter was unhappy,

Any obstacle will be overcome.

That's all.

The hand is getting closer.

When Zuo Cai was in the crowd, he narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his fists, and was wary of any accidents. His afterwards he glimpsed several restless figures in the crowd.

But the hand still didn't touch Anhe City's hair.

Hands were hanging in the air - When he was about to touch Anhe City, countless emotions flowed in the beggar's eyes. He suddenly roared sadly in the mute voice that had no tongue, and his expression was as painful as if he was vomiting out his soul.

The next moment, the beggar rushed forward and threw Anhe City to the ground.

The crowd of onlookers poured water into boiling oil, and instantly exploded. Many people rushed forward to grab the beggar, and there was a riot everywhere. People shouted "Catch that madman" and "beat him to death". Some police squeezed out of the crowd and uncuffed their handcuffs from their belts. Shi Zuo was stunned and silent.

The beggar struggled wildly in the crowd. A kind-hearted person dragged out Anhe City, who was scared and cried, and separated her from the beggar. The beggar curled up and suffered punches and kicks from all directions. The blood stains and dirt on his body became more and more. He yelled sadly. He had no tongue, and no one could understand his crying. Until one moment, someone called the police and some shouted to get out of the way. The beggar got up from the ground like crazy, knocked away the crowd, and ran staggered, knocking down one passerby after another. He was like a complete madman, like a moth pounced on the turbulent fire. He turned the corner and rushed to the busy lane outside Dishifu Road.

The sound of whistle, the sound of sudden brakes, and the sound of collision sounded.

The beggar flew backwards and passed a long shadow in the air.

Descend in a pool of blood.

——Use bigger riots to stop the upcoming riots.
Chapter completed!