Chapter 381

In this way, the young man half lay on the ground, while the girl squatted beside him.

Sweating small hands with chocolate, a little bit into his mouth.

The white water in the Disney Princess cup is tasteless, but it is like a spring nourishing his life at the moment.

After eating the chocolate, Yan Shiqi took it out of her small schoolbag, and finally found the mobile phone that her father had put in her schoolbag before going out.

This is Dad's. let her take it with her and keep in touch.

She didn't know how to use it very well. Holding a heavy mobile phone, she said to him, "shall we call uncle policeman?"

In her small world, I always remember that the police uncle is responsible for catching bad people.

Just now that group of people, with sticks and whips in their hands, were fierce.

Let the police catch them!

At the moment, when the teenager saw the phone in her hand, her dark eyes were bright for a moment.

He raised his hand tremblingly, his voice a little hoarse, "I'll fight..."

Inkstone seven without thinking of the phone to him, looking at the young fingertips trembling according to the number.

Nine, ten

"Here he is!"

Just as the eleventh number was about to be pressed by him, a scream came from behind them.

In the end, it was discovered.

The boy didn't even have time to press the last number, so he pushed the inkstone into the deeper grass.

He staggered to his feet, and was immediately surrounded by the group of thugs who rushed to him. The sticks in their hands beckoned to him one after another, and they also scolded and satirized him

"Look where you're going!"

"Fight, fight to death!"

"Son of a bitch, do you still expect your family to save you?"

Beaters, mercilessly to his fists and kicks, young fell to the ground, curled up to embrace the head by.

He has no strength, but that pair of still sharp eyes, through the arm gap, through the messy weeds, deeply fell on the girl.

The girl lay on the ground and was scared out of her shell by this scene. In a few seconds, she saw with her own eyes that the boy's shoulder was beaten by the other side's barbed whip.

The blood from the barb splashed on her pale face in the air.

At this time, her white forehead and eyelids were covered with blood beads.

They beat selflessly. When the whip they held high was about to fall down again, they suddenly heard a cry from the direction of the village: "Shiqi, inkstone Shiqi --"

It was the teacher who found her lost and was shouting along the way.

"Grass, someone is coming! Let's go

When the thugs heard the sound, their faces stagnated. They couldn't care to start any more. They took sticks and knocked the boy unconscious. Then they carried him to the alley in the middle of the village and disappeared.

Inkstone when a motionless, blood along the eyelids slide into the pupil, dyed all the scenery in front of her eyes.

She was still lying in the thick weeds, raising her hand tremblingly, looking at the number on her mobile phone with empty eyes.

But just now she heard them say to the teenagers in broken Mandarin: do you still expect your family to save you?

It turns out that he was really captured by bad people.

At this moment, she can't forget the scene when the young man exposed himself in the field of vision of the beater in order to protect her, so embarrassed but protecting her with his life.

He has clean eyes. He is not a bad man.

In this way, inkstone seven in the weeds, holding a mobile phone, only one faith.

She's going to call his home.

But on the phone, a number was missing, so she used the string of characters pressed by the teenager to try to dial one by one in the grass.

From zero to nine.