The man who was spitting out of money and was now furious when he couldn't get it, so he raised his hand and punched Wei Qinghe in the stomach.

There was a dull bang.

Fists are intimately in contact with the soft flesh on a man's belly.

Wei Qinghe's facial expression turned ferocious and painful.

"What's the stubbornness of you who have no money or power? Who can you protect? Funny." The man raised his foot and kicked Wei Qinghe's kneecap and said, and his hand holding his hair pulled it up and pulled it harder.

Every sentence is like a knife, and it cuts into Wei Qinghe's heart, and his body and heart are equally painful.

He has heard this many times.

Yes, when will I be able to protect my mother...

"I won't give you some colors today, I don't know who I am." As he said that, the man pulled Wei Qinghe's hair hand and suddenly pushed Wei Qinghe to the wall next to him, and then raised his foot and kicked the boy's side again.

Click.

The sound of feet and bones making intimate contact.

Wei Qinghe groaned, and it still hurt no matter how he blocked it.

The phone was not far away in front of me, but now I no longer have the intention to pick it up and call the police.

Can't report...can't report.

How can I call the police?

A group of people surrounded Weiqing River and had no room for fighting back.

Wei Qing resisted the man's punches and kicks by the river, while looking at the mobile phone on the ground empty, his body was covered with the man's gray shoe prints.

The man was still scolding while committing violence, and he was very upset.

"You dare to spit my saliva. Who do you think you are? A poor man who can't afford to pay, how could there be such a poor star like you?"

"Is there any way you can do it now? You don't have any power to fight back, you can do it."

"I'll take you after hitting me now, and I'll take you one finger later."

...

Bang.

Bang.

Not only did the fist come in close contact with the body, but the body also had close contact with the wall on the other side, Wei Qinghe felt that it hurts everywhere.

Very tired.

Click.

The door of the room was opened again, and Yu Ting heard a strange sound from not far away. After opening the door, he was stunned by the current scene. Among a group of big men, he found Wei Qinghe who was curled up in the corner of the wall and did not dare to squeak. He also had a foot from the man next to him.

Is this a society ruled by law?

What to do?

Yu Ting's eyes were a little fierce, and he didn't be polite to them. He made a quick decision. He took out his cell phone with one hand, dialed the phone out, and opened his thin lips lightly.

"I called the police."

"Damn, this guy who brought it to you." A little follower nearest to the door heard the sound and walked towards Yu Ting, moving his muscles and bones while walking, intending to give Yu Ting a little color and let her meddle in other people's business.

Yu Ting put his phone in one hand to his ear, held a knife in the other hand, and quickly kicked the minion's abdomen with a thin and powerful legs.

"Don't be beaten by me."

"Fuck, what's wrong with you, you girl? You dare to move."

"I called the police."

Yu Ting said in a plain tone, pressing his mouth with anger.

What's going on?

The person Shen Ruchu looked for?

"Damn it, it's so unlucky." The leader cursed, stopped his feet and came slowly towards Yu Ting, "You are so arrogant, you look so beautiful but you didn't expect it."

As he said that, he wanted to get started and touched.

?The hand was held by Yu Ting's palm, and later generations rushed in a bit, pressing the kneecap heavily on the man's belly, "Speak with respect, don't touch your feet."

You can still feel Yu Ting's unhappiness in a plain tone.

Angry, very angry.

The elbow of one hand suddenly hit the man's spine, and the other hand holding the phone quickly slapped the man in the back.

A crisp sound rang in the old corridor.
Chapter completed!