Uncle's Crisis

Chapter 142 Helpless Hero
Gao Zhiyuan panicked, but he pretended to be calm on the outside, as if he was walking in the corridor of his own house.

How to do?
It seems that it is not so easy to slip away. There are many pedestrians on the road, but they all look indifferent and look at no one else. Don't expect them to help.

I rely on!

It is said that evil does not overpower good, it depends on when and under what circumstances.

Grandma is a stick!

I had no choice but to go all out, I was so full of anger that I had nowhere to vent, now I have a great opportunity, don't use it for nothing!
Gao Zhiyuan clenched his fists, secretly cheering for himself: Come on!bring it on!I'm just about to fight, so let's do it if you have the guts!

Sure enough, the two little thieves quickened their pace and followed, one copied to the front and the other followed.

The yin and yang who copied to the front said strangely: "Hey, buddy, you have good eyesight, do you want to become blind?"

Gao Zhiyuan thought to himself that if I had to go all out today, even if it was a fucking "honour", it would be better than living like a wimp!
He sneered and said, "Boy, you're really right. I have piercing eyes, which are specially used to identify ghosts and ghosts!"

"Grass, I can stand you, I'm tired of working, aren't I?"

The other quickly followed up, almost parallel to Gao Zhiyuan, and said, "It's just right, such good eyes, can you lend me a use?"

Gao Zhiyuan was extremely calm, and he said slowly: "I'm afraid it won't work, you have dog eyes, so you can't use them."

The one in front turned around and threatened, "Are you tired of working?"

Gao Zhiyuan said: "I'm just tired of working, and it's not your turn to die!"

"Fuck your mother!" The one on the left cursed, squatted down, and the one came and swept the hall's legs on the spot.

Gao Zhiyuan had been on guard for a long time, jumped up and dodged.

The one in the back was followed by a kicking cloud kick, and his feet were coming straight for his face. Gao Zhiyuan tilted his head, raised his right foot, and kicked down indiscriminately.

This kick just hit the boy's waist, and there was only a puff, and he was thrown like a dog eating shit, and collapsed on the ground, covering the pain point with his hands, screaming.

"Damn it, you old boy is really good at it." Another punch rushed up, and it rained on Gao Zhiyuan's body.

Gao Zhiyuan thought that this time he was really done playing, and would definitely be beaten to pieces, but he didn't expect not only to feel no pain, but also feel a little itchy and comfortable.

cut!
It turned out to be a paper tiger, and even used its fists and embroidered legs.

The one who was paralyzed on the ground stood up, took out a short knife from nowhere, and rushed towards Gao Zhiyuan fiercely.

"Be careful with the knife!" shouted an old man with a white beard behind him and rushed forward, handing a long wooden stick in his hand to Gao Zhiyuan.

Gao Zhiyuan received it in his hand, swung it high, whistling, and cursed: "You rotten sweet potatoes, I must kill you today, even if you go to jail, it's worth it!"

puff!
The one on the left tilted his head, the wooden stick fell on his shoulder, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

Gao Zhiyuan completely lost his mind, or thought he was Sun Wukong, he picked up the wooden stick again, and hit the kid on the ass.

Unexpectedly, another kick flew up from behind and kicked him to the ground.

He rolled over on the spot, and the wooden stick in his hand was impartial, and it hit the face of the boy who wanted to "hungry wolves".

"Oh!"

The boy let out a scream, and his face, which was still upright, twisted into twists in an instant, even his nose was tilted to one side, and blood flowed out of his nostrils.

"it is good!"

"awesome!"

"Good work!"

……

There was applause all around.

At this moment, the siren sounded, and a police car came speeding up and stopped.

Three policemen jumped out of the car, walked up to Gao Zhiyuan, and asked loudly, "What's going on?"

Gao Zhiyuan said, "They are thieves."

"Who? Who is the thief?" asked the policeman.

Gao Zhiyuan stood up with a wooden stick in his hand. He pointed to the two embarrassed boys and said, "They stole the wallet on the bus, but I stopped them. They took revenge on me after getting off the bus."

"You are talking nonsense, we are not thieves!"

"Why do you say we are thieves? Do you have evidence? Bring it... bring it, show it!"

……

The two boys were full of grievances and argued loudly.

The police stared at Gao Zhiyuan and asked him, "Do you have evidence?"

"I stopped their theft, where is the evidence?" Gao Zhiyuan said.

The two thieves said in unison: "We didn't steal the money, we are not thieves, he deliberately found fault with us, uncle policeman, hurry up and handcuff him!"

"Damn you! I can see clearly that the boy's hand has reached into the pocket of an old man. If I hadn't shouted loudly, the wallet would have been taken out."

The policeman asked the boy, "Is that the case?"

The boy wiped his nosebleeds, painted his face like a ghost, and said, "It was he who thought we didn't give up his seat, so he deliberately found fault with us and scolded us after getting off the bus, so he found a wooden stick to beat us." , look... look... it almost killed me, woo woo..."

An older policeman came over, looked Gao Zhiyuan up and down, and said, "You look like a dog, why are you so trash?"

"Who trashed it?" Gao Zhiyuan asked angrily, holding a wooden stick in his hand, "Do you even listen to thieves?"

The policeman sneered and said, "Where's the evidence? Do you have it? Show it."

Gao Zhiyuan felt very uncomfortable and gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Can't get it out, can you? Well, go, come with us."

Gao Zhiyuan thought for a while, and said, "You can check on the bus, there should be some."

"Alright, tell me, how many buses are there?"

Gao Zhiyuan was dumbfounded again, because he had completely forgotten which bus he was on, and said lazily: "It's on Fuqiang Road, and I can't remember which bus it is."

The policeman pointed at him and said, "I think you are sick, go to the hospital and see a doctor!"

"I'm not sick!"

"You said you're not sick, right? Well, get in the car, and if you have something to say, go to the institute and stop embarrassing yourself here!"

"Shall we go?" the nosebleed burglar asked the policeman.

The police said: "It stands to reason that we should go to record statements together."

"Is it still necessary?"

"Unless you don't want to hold him accountable?"

"Forget it, don't bother with a patient." The kid shook his head, blood splashed up.

The policeman thought for a while and said, "Have you brought your ID card? Take it out, and you need to fill it out in the police report."

The two guys took it out obediently and handed it to the police.

The policeman looked at it and asked, "Are you students of Jiyuan College?"

"Yes."

"What grade?"

"Junior."

"Okay, then you go back first, don't delay the class." The policeman turned polite and said, "If you feel unwell, please contact us."

The guy with the nosebleed said thanks and ran off.

Gao Zhiyuan was angry and anxious, and shouted loudly: "How can you do this? This is called letting the tiger go back to the mountain, you know? They are thieves, really thieves!"

"Shut up! What are you shouting?" A young police officer stepped forward and ordered loudly, "Take out your ID!"

(End of this chapter)