super hill god

Chapter 10 Punishing Traitors and Eliminating Evil
Waking up from the big dream, the scene in front of him really surprised Chen Yang. Xiao Mengmeng was riding a mallet, with an arrogant and majestic expression, and her immature face was not angry and majestic, quite like an ancient general. The burly man confronted without fear.

Seeing this, Chen Yang jumped up from the soft seat and rushed forward with big strides, spitting and nailing, since he promised to take care of Xiao Mengmeng, he must not renege on his promise and become fat, even though it was involuntary and without his knowledge promised.

There are a few burly men in front of me, all in pure black T-shirts, dark blue jeans, all of them are dressed fancy, with sleek, oily heads, and metal rings in the shape of skulls or demons on their fingers, and on their arms and necks. On the back of his hand, there are tattoos of dragons, tigers, wolves, and leopards. Looking horizontally and vertically, he is a standard member of a social criminal gang.

Chen Yang's complexion sank, people's hearts are not old, the world is cold, respecting the old and loving the young is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, and now it has disappeared. A few adults gang up to bully a little girl. I'm really not ashamed. This kind of hooligan , Rogue and bully should serve with the iron fist of justice.

"Uncle Yang, they are thieves." Seeing Chen Yang approaching, Xiao Mengmeng suddenly showed a bright smile on her small face.

"Where did you get the little girl's film, what are you talking nonsense." One of the several burly men, with a big gold chain around his neck, shouted loudly, who seemed to be the leader.

"Balm—" Seeing that the other party was so unreasonable and rude, Chen Yang also responded loudly.

"Wow!" Bang Chui roared loudly, his voice was loud and full of energy, his strong muscles were shaking, his thick black hair stood up, his face was fierce, his teeth were grinning, and his pale fangs rubbed up and down, making a "squeaky" sound. La" sound.

Sure enough, those burly men unconsciously took half a step back when they saw the appearance of the club.

Stick, a purebred Caucasian Shepherd Dog, is said to have been a war dog that followed the Roman Legion. It has a fighting spirit in its bones, and it is not an honest dog by nature.

After arriving at Chen Yang's house, it was even more incredible. Many of the precious Chinese herbal medicines that Chen Yang's father picked in the depths of the mountains, such as Ganoderma lucidum, Dendrobium candidum, Polygonum multiflorum, Cordyceps, and Poria cocos, were made into medicinal meals and fed into the belly of Bangchui. , and even sometimes, most of the remaining 01:30 ginseng beards are secretly eaten by it when making ginseng.

Not to mention, Bangchui also ate the precious medicine made by the old man with white beard, the mountain god of the previous generation. Look, in just a few days, look, his body has grown a whole circle, and he walks like a tiger.

Xiao Mengmeng can be regarded as a dog, otherwise, a five or six-year-old girl, who is so big, may not be able to stand still when a gust of wind blows, who would take a look at her.

"Mengmeng, what's the matter." Chen Yang hugged Xiaomengmeng from the club, and protected her behind him like an old hen.

"Uncle Yang, Mengmeng saw it. That little bad uncle secretly stole old grandpa's money, and then hid behind those bad uncles." Xiao Mengmeng hid behind Chen Yang, using her tender little finger pointed forward.

Chen Yang took a closer look, and saw a mouse-like wretched man with a deer-headed mouse eye and a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, hiding behind those burly men. If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to spot it.

"My money is gone, my money is gone, that's money for my wife's medical treatment." Not far away, an old man was bent over, wearing blue cloth clothes that had faded from washing, his hair was gray, and he was in a hurry. Go round and round.

People's hearts are old and the world is cold. When such a big thing happened, the passengers around them all turned their ears to the inside of the car, remained motionless, and looked out of the window as much as possible.

It's no wonder that in modern society, human relations are indifferent, and most people hold the code of conduct that more things are worse than less things.

The matter fell into a stalemate. This wave of thieves obviously belonged to a gang. The rogue-headed man was responsible for the theft, and the other burly men were responsible for covering and threatening.

And cold-blooded and ruthless, regardless of the pleadings of the old man, he just clenched one sentence - I don't know.

Modern society is an era of the rule of law. Except for the police, public security bureau, and public security department, how can ordinary people dare to search their bodies, let alone this wave of thieves, who are tall and strong like iron towers, who dare to go forward and say a word talk.

It was too late to call the police, and it was almost time to arrive at the station. Once the bus stopped, there must be someone at the station to pick it up.

Looking at the helpless, crying, and desperate appearance of the old man in front of him, Chen Yang felt sad for a while. The life of a farmer is not easy, with his back to the loess and his face to the sky, relying on God for harvest. Contacts, where is the money left?

As the old saying goes, there is a way to steal. Even the great robbers in ancient times knew what money should be stolen and what money should not be moved.

How to do it!The other party has a large number of people, and the gang commits the crime. Judging from this posture, it is not the first time to succeed. He has rich experience in stealing before and after the event, and Chen Yang seems to be unable to think of any good way for a while.

But after a while, Chen Yang smiled slightly, with a relieved look on his face, as if he had thought of a good solution.

He took a step forward, and his body almost rubbed shoulders with those thieves, just within walking distance.

"Did you steal the old man's money, tell me?" Chen Yang walked sideways through the group of big men, reached forward with his right hand, and grabbed the short, rat-headed man by his collar, He drank viciously.

Chen Yang was in front, and the club was pressing the ground behind. His eyes were fierce, and his mouth was wide open. His pale fangs made people shudder. None of the gang of burly men dared to move. After all, after a while, we arrived Stand, who can then what should they do.

At this moment, Chen Yang used his thoughts as a bridge to communicate with the golden mountain in the sea of ​​consciousness, and guided a mass of natural energy the size of a thumb, condensed into a needle, and stabbed viciously at the short man with the roe-headed mouse.

The rat-headed man suddenly twitched all over his body, his tongue trembled, his expression was very panicked, he couldn't control himself, as if he had seen something terrible, he started talking nonsense.

"Run, the police are here to arrest us."

"I don't dare to steal anything again."

"I don't want to go to jail, don't catch me."

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong."

The next scene made people even more dumbfounded. The rogue-eyed man rushed towards the leader, took a deep leap, wrapped his hands and feet around him like octopuses, and shouted: "It's all You forced me, you forced me to steal."

The two immediately scuffled, punching and kicking together, and it was very lively. A gang theft case turned into a farce.

There was no suspense anymore, the old man's money was returned, and the group of thieves got out of the car in desperation, but the vicious look of the leader before leaving showed that this matter was not over.

(End of this chapter)