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Chapter 3 The Beaten Hero

For a moment, Tang Han was undecided.

Should I call the police or snatch the little girl from him? It seems that my strength is not strong enough; then follow them, and if I find their nest, I am afraid that he will not submit, so I will have a bunch of people at that time!

Well, that's it! Tang Han made up his mind secretly and followed them to see how long he could be arrogant.

"Are you fucking annoying? If you don't get out, I'll beat someone up!" Walking forward for a while, the man looked back and saw that Tang Han was still following him, and he couldn't run away with a little girl, so he had to send him away first.

"I'm going my way, you are guilty!" Tang Han replied lightly, this guilty guy! He felt even more guilty when he heard the little girl crying in a mess. If he had a little sympathy in the afternoon and gave her a few dollars, she might not have to suffer such pain.

"You are looking for death!" The man was angry. He didn't want to cause trouble, but this young boy repeatedly forced him to do so and could not vent his hatred if he didn't beat him up. At that moment, the man vigorously shook the little girl away, spread his big hand and rushed towards Tang Han.

The little girl's thin body suddenly flew out of the air, hit the wall beside her and bounced back, sitting on the ground, accompanied by the sound of crying, tears gushed out like a flood breaking the dam.

Tang Han was always prepared carefully. Seeing the man turning around, he pressed 110 without hesitation, "Where are people trafficking children at the intersection of Linyi Road and Jianghua Road..."

After answering the phone, Tang Han just said this, the man rushed to him. Tang Han flexibly flashed his body. Although he was thin and agile, he was lucky enough to escape the first disaster, so he was prepared.

"You really dare to call the police!"

The man was furious and waved his hands like iron clamps again, swearing to beat the ungrateful guy in front of him, and then escape.

Tang Han dared not take it lightly. Although he had been forced to fight before, it was far from this guy who seemed to be extremely experienced.

The only way now is to delay time and even if you bite the bullet, you have to go. The phone is still beating, but Tang Han has no time to care about it. How can he not be brought down by him?

The man became even more angry when he missed a blow. He waved his iron fist and roared again to attack.

Looking at Huhu Shengfeng subway fist, he wanted to run away, but Tang Han was afraid that he would lead him to go away. The police came later and could not find anyone, so he had to circulate in a small area.

Tang Han was ignorant of dodging and retaliating. The man became even more proud. He saw Tang Han's position, drew his bow left and right, and was about to force Tang Han into the corner to beat him up. As he expected, Tang Han was indeed trapped, and there were fists shaking on the left and right. He could only choose to retreat, but he felt something was wrong before he took a few steps. It turned out that his heel was already against the wall.

The fist shadow flew over like a storm. Tang Han reached out and blocked it hard. The phone flew out. With a painful moan, the poor phone was split into pieces like the fate of the bicycle.

After encountering such a thing in one day, Tang Han was angry, raised his arms and clenched his fists, ready to fight against this evil man.

But as soon as the fists of both sides touched, Tang Han felt a deep pain. The man's hands were as stiff as iron plates, making his arms sore and soft that his mouth was numb. The movements on his hands couldn't help but slow down.

"You guys told me to meddle in other people's business!"

The man shouted, "He has been acting low-key and hasn't beat anyone up like this for a long time. Looking at Tang Han's face full of pain, he felt very comfortable."

Tang Han was unwilling to be humiliated, so he rose up to resist and barely fought back a few times, but when the man's fist fell hard on his chest and cheek, Tang Han immediately squatted down in pain, and then the smell came with his toes with smell. The smell almost made Tang Han vomit out everything in his stomach.

When the man was happily fighting, he suddenly heard a sirens coming from afar. He realized the seriousness of the matter. When he looked back, the little girl was still curled up and cried. The most important thing was to run away, he was not a fool.

Hearing the sirens, Tang Han felt that he was about to be relieved. Fortunately, Bihai City 110 is still very efficient. But he was also resentful. The bad guys ran away at the sound of the sirens, and he was just scratching the whole thing!

He kicked Tang Han hard, and the man wanted to leave. Even if he was caught in a fight, he would not feel good, not to mention that he was also carrying another charge...

But why would Tang Han let him run away? Otherwise, his hard work would be wasted, and this beating would have been in vain.

Don't care about the smell of smell, Tang Han hugged his feet, pulled back with his strength with all his strength, and used too much force, and his head hit the wall behind him, and countless stars suddenly flashed in front of him.

The man who was defeated by Tang Han in the end, was unsteady and fell down hard.

"Let me go!"

The sirens were getting closer and closer, and the man cursed out in anger, not caring about the scorching pain on his butt, and was about to pull out his feet that were being held by Tang Han desperately.

But Tang Han seemed to have eaten the weight and endured the huge pain from his body and head, and refused to let go.

"Go to die!"

Fiercely anxious, the man kicked Tang Han with his other foot. Tang Han raised his body and hit his head hard against the wall. This time, there were more stars in front of him.

But Tang Han still held her desperately and refused to let go. He had practiced the word "tolerance" for a long time. He had to endure the relative's eyes, the indifference of others, and the mental pain. What is this little physical pain?

He kicked a few times but had no effect at all. Seeing that he could not escape, the man simply sat up and to vent his anger, his fists rushed towards Tang Han like a storm. Even if he wanted to enter the bureau, he would still have this dead boy buried with him.
Chapter completed!
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