Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 199 Chase

Facing a life-and-death situation, the momentary choice is crucial. When they walked, they walked for nearly 5 minutes, and when they ran for their lives, they didn't even use 1 minute. However, the short distance of a few hundred meters was like a marathon. He Ping felt like his lungs were going to explode.

Finally, he saw a light, an extremely rare neon sign in this era, appearing in front of his eyes.

He glanced at Zhang Yu, she was a few meters behind him, and the gangsters followed four or five meters behind Zhang Yu, and they slowed down after seeing the lights in front of them.

After running for hundreds of meters, he failed to catch up with the other party. Seeing the lights in front of him, it must be a place where crowds gathered.

After chasing for a distance of more than ten meters, seeing that the distance between the two sides had not narrowed in the slightest, the three people behind He Ping finally gave up the idea of ​​chasing, turned around and ran back.

He Ping and Zhang Yu didn't have the energy to pay attention to the criminals behind them. When they saw the light, they ran into the restaurant with all their strength.

"Help! Help!" Zhang Yu was so tired that he could only cry out for help.

At this time, there were only two tables of guests left in the restaurant, one of which was foreign businessman Martin and the others.

The panicked and panting appearance of the two made all the guests present realize that they had encountered a big problem. At this time, the restaurant waiter rushed up and asked, "What happened?"

He Ping supported his waist with his hands, panting and said: "Someone is robbing, and they want to rape|rape!"

robbery?

Rape|rape?
Any one word is enough to shock people, let alone two words combined.

The waiter immediately went to the back kitchen to call for someone, and within a few seconds a group of chefs in chef uniforms and high hats rushed out with kitchen knives and pans.

"Where is it? Who the hell dares to rob our shop?" The bearded leader looked like a chef.

A group of big and three thick men were carrying things in their hands. He Ping's courage was full at once, he was not out of breath, and he walked vigorously. "The bad guys are outside, not far away. I will lead everyone there. People here want to call the police."

To say that the lower limit of criminals these days is low, but people's sense of justice is also quite high.

As soon as He Ping finished speaking, the chefs rushed out of the restaurant following He Ping without saying a word.

The gangsters turned back twice, expending a lot of physical strength. The reason why their boss, the young man with buck teeth, did not chase out was because He Ping scratched his abdomen. Although it was not fatal, it still affected his actions.

"Boss, they didn't catch up, they entered the red house."

The buck-toothed youth covered his wound and cursed angrily: "Trash, neither of them can catch up like this."

"Boss, let's leave first, I think someone should come in a while." One of them persuaded.

The buck-toothed youth hammered twice angrily, "Damn it, it's cheap for them, get out."

"Boss, that little one..."

The buck-toothed youth looked at his companion who was bleeding all over the floor, he squatted down covering his stomach, and looked at him expectantly with his small, big eyes.

"No, don't worry, big brother will definitely avenge you."

After finishing speaking, the buck-toothed youth stood up and said without hesitation, "Withdraw!"

The remaining three supported the buck-toothed youth and ran into the distance.

Xiao BuDian, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, looked at the backs of his companions going away, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness.

After a while, noisy footsteps and shouts sounded, "It's here, it's here."

A large group of cooks followed He Ping to the scene of the incident. The distance of a few hundred meters was not close or far. When He Ping and the others arrived, they saw only a dying person lying on the ground, looking at them beggingly.

The bearded chef asked, "What's going on? Are you a friend? Hurry to the hospital."

He Ping chuckled, "The gangsters were stabbed by me. I guess they ran too fast and didn't take her with them."

The chef looked into the distance, and could still see a vague figure.

"I didn't run far, but we can catch up. Let's keep chasing. We can't let these dogs get away."

The chefs chased after the figure without hesitation, and no one paid attention to the girl with big eyes who was still breathing on the ground.

He Ping ran two steps away and hesitated.

He turned around, squatted down, and his eyes were meeting those eyes full of pleading.

He Ping sighed, "Oh! It's a pity for these big eyes."

The big eyes moved weakly to He Ping's position with one hand, and the lips moved, "Save...save...".

He Ping looked at her lower body, "You've lost a lot of blood, you probably won't be able to make it to the hospital."

"Save...", a tear flowed from the corner of the big eyes.

He Ping held her hand, "Don't worry, when I catch those bastards, I will definitely come back and send you to the hospital, come on! I believe you can hold on!"

He Ping has no intention of judging anyone, but the premise is that it must be a human being.

In the scene tonight, if He Ping hadn't resisted, the result would not only have been damage to Zhang Yu's innocence.

He Ping is not afraid to speculate with the deepest malice that this group of dehumanized people, the dying little guy in front of him, is the culprit who ignites the greed in the heart of the buck-toothed youth.

From her sentence "This little girl is so energetic", this person can no longer be viewed as a human being in He Ping's mind.

Mencius also said: "The reason why human beings are different from beasts is how much." The fundamental difference between human beings and beasts lies in compassion, good and evil, modesty, and the heart of right and wrong.

The person in front of him couldn't make He Ping feel a little pity and compassion in his heart.

Let God decide, if they can catch her accomplice quickly, then there is still a chance of her surviving.

After speaking, He Ping stood up and chased after the chefs. The eyes of the little boy lying on the ground were full of resentment and hatred.

He Ping, who turned around and left, would not care about the resentment of a dying person, he was already very restrained if he could hold back the thought of going up and stabbing him twice.

As for the consequences of killing someone, He Ping doesn't care anymore, he can be sentenced to whatever the judge says, and tonight he just wants to enjoy his revenge and catch these bastards.

Zi once said: Repaying grievances with virtue, how can we repay virtue?Repay grievances with straightness, and repay virtue with kindness.

To deal with the enemy, it is as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves.

He Ping quickened his pace and rushed towards the brave chefs. Within 2 minutes, he saw the buck-toothed young man being pushed to the ground by two chefs, struggling.

He Ping was overjoyed. It is estimated that this product was also regarded as a burden and left behind.

"Be careful, he has something in his hand."

"Don't worry, nothing is useless." The young chef was talking, and the frying pan was swiped at the thigh of the buck-toothed youth.

"Let you run, I will let you run!"

There was a muffled noise from the close contact between the metal frying pan and the flesh, which made He Ping feel pain.

Today's people don't really have any humanitarian spirit when dealing with criminals, so He Ping continued to chase forward.

(End of this chapter)