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After school, Bai Xingyu sent messages to his former little brother while walking to the newly discovered milk tea shop. Despite Bai Xingyu usually being quiet and reserved, not speaking much, he was not very resistant to this sweet thing due to his mother's influence. Especially during the time when he lost his mother, Bai Xingyu used this to suppress his longing for his mother, so as not to immerse himself in grief.
Because Bai Xingyu knew that his mother wouldn't want to see him so upset, he didn't want to let his mother leave without peace of mind. Passing through an alley, several people suddenly emerged behind Bai Xingyu, while his path ahead was also completely blocked. One of them looked Bai Xingyu up and down and said, "You are Bai Xingyu? Come with us."
"Okay." Bai Xingyu smiled, looking very friendly, but for some reason, it sent a chill down the spine of the person opposite him.
As they walked into the alley, Bai Xingyu asked, "Did Zhou Ming send you?"
The leaders in front exchanged a glance, not sure why Bai Xingyu guessed so accurately, but they still had some professional ethics and didn't plan to betray their employer.
"You don't need to worry about who sent us. Anyway, you know who you've offended. We're just doing this for the money. After we break your leg, it's your own problem!" The man waved his hand: "Go!"
Bai Xingyu sighed softly. Did Zhou Ming not tell them that he had been learning boxing since he was eight years old?
In just a few minutes, those who had never experienced the dangers of society, and only knew how to win by outnumbering others, were wailing and lying on the ground one by one.
Bai Xingyu Exhaling, I moved my body a bit and said, "You guys can't handle this? I just warmed up and you're already falling down?"
The leader gritted his teeth, thinking to himself, "This kid looks like a pretty boy, but turns out he's tough as nails!"
"We're just unlucky this time," the leader spat out some blood, "Leave a way out for the future, brother, don't be too ruthless."
Bai Xingyu raised an eyebrow: "But I don't intend to see you again." With that, he took out his phone from his pocket and dialed 110, decisively sending them into the police car to have a free boxed meal. Watching the little hooligans being pushed into the police car one by one, Bai Xingyu waved his hand: "No need to thank me!"
A group of hooligans: "Damn, this is so infuriating!"
But in front of the police, they dare not say anything, only glaring at Bai Xingyu in an attempt to make him feel their anger.
But Bai Xingyu turns around very skillfully the moment he finishes gesturing, as if they were just a piece of trash on the roadside, and after being thrown into the trash can by him, he will never give them another glance.
Because there is a pre-recorded audio by Bai Xingyu, who is a minor, the recording of the statement was specifically moved to tomorrow. Of course, it is also because there are quite a few hooligans, which makes the interrogation a bit troublesome.
Bai Xingyu walked out of the alley and headed straight in a direction. A slender figure saw him coming and hurried to run away, but was unfortunately caught by the collar by the long-handed Bai Xingyu.
"Why run, afraid of me?" Bai Xingyu looked down at Zhang Xin, who only reached his chest, with a calm tone.
Zhang Xin stammered, "N-no, I just need to go home..."
"Was it you who helped me call the police just now?" Bai Xingyu asked in a positive tone, "Aren't you afraid?" Just a few minutes after Bai Xingyu called the police, the police arrived. The nearest police station is also ten minutes away from here. If someone hadn't reported it in advance, how could they have arrived so quickly?
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