Super system city hero

Chapter 56 This man is a little scary

The bookish man frowned, then pushed his glasses: "I don't have change!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged beggar did not show any intention of leaving, but his big hand stretched a little closer to the bookish man's center.

"I said, I don't have any change!" The bookish man repeated what he said just now: "However, I'm a student at a medical university, and I happen to be studying surgery. I can check your leg for you."

The bookish man's words made the middle-aged beggar retract his big hand and turn off the piercing music, and his eyes were fixed on the bookish man.

All of a sudden, the people in this carriage seemed to realize that something was about to happen, so the whole carriage fell into a strange silence.

"I am your mother!" The middle-aged beggar suddenly cursed loudly.

Jing Sa raised an eyebrow.

"Why are you swearing?" The bookish man never thought that this middle-aged beggar not only swears, but also swears so badly.

"Damn it, kid, are you giving money or not!" The middle-aged beggar's eyes were bulging outwards, like that kind of big-eyed goldfish.

"I said, I don't have any change!" The bookish man Yi repeated that sentence: "And it's my freedom to give you money or not!"

"Boy, let me tell you, today, if you don't give me money, you don't even think about getting out of the car. I stretched out my hand in front of you for a long time. If you don't want a penny, it's too embarrassing. Today Son, you have to give if you give, and you have to give if you don’t give!"

Well, is this still a beggar, a robber just like a real one?

While talking, the middle-aged beggar looked at the people around him in a gloomy manner. For a moment, everyone quickly closed their eyes, for fear that they would suffer disaster.

But the young girl sitting on the other side of the bookish man quickly hugged her bag and avoided it.

"You, you, why are you like this?" The bookish man could tell at this moment that he was also angry, but his fair face was flushed red.

Jing Sa glanced at him, and understood in his heart that this guy should definitely belong to the kind of guy who only reads sage books.

"Give me the money!" While speaking, the middle-aged beggar raised his hand and pulled away the rope on the plastic, and then stood up directly under the surprised eyes of everyone: "Boy, let me tell you, my favorite is Qigong master, let alone such a distance, even if it is tens of meters away, I can stab you to death!"

Jing Sa blinked and looked at this so-called qigong master, but his stomach was already full of joy.

But Jing Sa did not ignore it. In the right hand of the middle-aged beggar, there is a black needle. The needle should be an ordinary sewing needle, but the needle is black.

So Jing Sa's eyes flashed coldly. She had heard before that some beggars would hide needles in their hands and stab passengers once they couldn't get money.

It was unexpected that she would meet her today.

It’s a good needle, it’s actually black now, no need to ask, Jing Sa can also conclude that the needle must be poisonous, but it’s not necessarily very poisonous, but if they don’t give you money, you not only curse, but also want to hurt people.

Jing Sa's eyes couldn't help flashing a gleam of interest.

She has always been very disgusted with this kind of person.Besides, the bookish man beside him is still a student of Beijing University of Chinese Medicine, so it would be better for her to lend a helping hand appropriately.

But at this moment, the bookish man frowned handsomely, and said to the middle-aged beggar, "Are you a Qigong master? Qigong masters still beg for food?"

"Hmph, boy, will you give me the money? Let me tell you, this is the last chance I will give you!" The middle-aged beggar said, but the palm with the needle hidden quietly turned towards the bookish man again. A few minutes closer.

"No money, even if I have money, I won't give you this kind of person with complete hands and feet and the ability to work!" The bookish man said directly at this time.

Obviously, he is also very disgusted with this kind of person who borrows other people's kindness and idles away his work.

"Okay, kid, don't regret it!" said the beggar in the middle, but the hand holding the needle quickly pierced the bookish man's arm.

With a "bang", Jing Sa grabbed the middle-aged beggar's wrist.

"Hey, little girl, I advise you not to meddle in your own business!" The middle-aged beggar saw that Jing Sa was only a teenage girl, and immediately threatened, "Otherwise, you will regret it!"

"Oh, I regret it. Speaking of which, I really want to see how you make me regret it!" Jing Sa smiled slightly, then flipped his wrist, and turned the middle-aged beggar's palm over. A black sewing needle was exposed to everyone's sight.

"Ah, no!"

"These beggars are really disgusting now!"

All of a sudden, there was a lot of discussion in the entire carriage.It's just that the middle-aged beggar didn't ask for mercy, but just looked at Jing Sa coldly, and then said: "Little girl, just wait, you will see me!"

For this threat, Jing Sa shrugged and didn't take it seriously.

And the bookish man obviously didn't expect that the middle-aged beggar wanted to prick himself with a needle, and he was shocked and angry for a while, but he forgot to thank Jing Sa.

Jing Sa's actions directly mobilized the atmosphere in the entire carriage. Everyone denounced the middle-aged beggar together, and a few people said that they were not satisfied, so they came over and kicked the middle-aged beggar a few times.

In this world, it is so realistic that there will always be fewer people who give charcoal in a timely manner than those who add icing on the cake.

And there are generally no more people who add to the cake than those who add to the trouble.

So at the next stop, everyone pushed the middle-aged beggar out and handed it over to the subway police.

Of course, all kinds of evidence are also very complete. After all, everyone's mobile phones now have the function of taking pictures and video recordings, so there are not only evidences, but also quite a lot.

"Miss, thank you!" The bookish man finally realized that he wanted to thank Jing Sa.

"Nothing!" Jing Sa said indifferently.

But at this time, the bookish man's eyes lit up.

The girl's beautiful long hair was simply tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and her slightly childish facial features were so exquisite and delicate, and at this time the sun came in from the car window, shining on the girl's face. On the face, it can be clearly seen that the girl's skin is as delicate as the most beautiful white porcelain, so delicate that no one can find half a pore.

(End of this chapter)