Chapter 398 Long Street

Half of Juanzi's face was swollen, and the face that was still somewhat pretty was now completely deformed.

I looked at her with a smile: "I'll ask you again, do you know you were wrong?"

With tears in her eyes, she trembled on her lips: "I know, I shouldn't be jealous of her."

"Pah!" The loud voice could even be heard by passers-by outside the alley. This time I slapped the other half of her face: "Acknowledging your mistakes can greatly improve things. Unfortunately, I am not a school teacher. I will not punish you just because you admit your mistakes." I’ll punish you.”

After a pause, I continued to ask: "You said she was a fox, and you still stuffed mice into her clothes? Do you think you did the right thing?"

"That's not right." Juanzi shook her head quickly, her eyes filled with tears.

"Snapped!"

Her lightly made-up face was already covered with finger marks. Juanzi finally couldn't stand it any longer, and her cries came from the back alley.

"Why do you do it if it's wrong? When you bully others, shouldn't you also think about it in another person's shoes? What would happen if you were the one standing in the corner?" I raised my hand again, and Juanzi sat on the ground and shrank her head: "The social justice system is so tolerant to you people that it's the reason why abuses happen one after another. Juanzi, watch out, I recorded everything you just said. Don't think about revenge. There will be no next time."

I looked behind me. Xia Qingzhi's eyes were red and swollen, but she didn't cry. I put my hands on her shoulders and said, "If you feel angry, let it out. How this woman dealt with you, you should deal with her now."

No matter what Xia Qingzhi did to Juanzi, I can understand it, but this girl just hid behind me, holding my arms with both hands. She lowered her head and tightened her lips, as if she would lose control and cry as soon as she spoke. Same.

I smoothed her hair, gently broke away from her hand, and walked to Xiangming, who was still howling ghostly: "Just now I heard Juanzi say outside that it was you who wanted to persecute this girl. How could a student offend her?" you?"

I grabbed Xiangming's injured shoulder with one hand: "Or are you planning to use her as a breakthrough, and actually want to target others?"

I took out his cell phone and checked the communication records. In addition to the ambiguous chat between him and Juanzi, there were also call records of two other people.

One is my old acquaintance Shi Youfu, captain of the security team of Century Xinyuan, and the other is named She Qian.

"Is it related to the Jiang family? I haven't attacked you yet, but you came to me first." Throwing away Xiangming's mobile phone, I said with a smile on my face: "Shi Youfu is the security captain, who is that She Qian? "

"Do you think I will tell you?" Xiang Ming said fiercely. His eyes were spitting fire when he looked at me: "After all, the Jiang family has the final say in Jiang City. You must think clearly before wading into this muddy water. "

"There's a lot of nonsense." I signaled Xia Qingzhi to stay outside, dragged Xiang Ming into the depths of the alley, and then released the evil ghosts. Unknown things always bring fear to people. After Xiang Ming did it, I released Brother Yu. I took him into the alley and asked him again.

Based on the two evidences, we came to the conclusion that the Jiang family already knew about the Qicun Maternal and Child Health Hospital, and someone had seen me taking Wang Yu in and out of Jingying Nursing Home.

The ghost mother is of great importance, and the Qicun Maternal and Child Health Hospital is one of the biggest secrets of the Sanyin Sect. If outsiders know that they secretly refine ghost babies and tame little ghosts in large numbers, they may attract siege from decent monks.

In order to keep the secret, they wanted to force me to submit, but unfortunately they failed because I didn't come home last night. The Sanyin Sect was afraid that I would abscond to other cities, so they attacked the people around me to force me to show up.

The She Qian in Xiangming's communication records is a disciple of the Sanyin Sect. He is the person with the highest cultivation level under She Gong's sect, and he has obtained the true inheritance of She Gong.

After figuring this out, I didn't want to stay. Brother Yu and Xiangming were just a group of small characters who couldn't get on the stage. The real danger was the Jiang family, and the one who really scared me was the Sanyin Sect.

After checking the video recorded by the short girl, I took Xia Qingzhi's mobile phone back from Brother Yu and returned it to Xia Qingzhi.

"Go home, I remember your home is not far from here." I lit a cigarette and walked out of the alley. There was the sound of wheels turning behind me. I turned around and saw Xia Qingzhi pushing her bicycle and following behind silently.

The zipper of her school uniform was pulled off, revealing a pure white short-sleeved shirt underneath. Even though she subconsciously covered it up, she could still see a few dirty shoe prints.

The deserted city was shining with unfamiliar neon lights. On the long street, a girl pushing a bicycle with messy clothes followed behind her, as if she had been wronged and had nowhere to talk.

"Go home, it's getting late." I put out the inferior cigarette, but I couldn't say a word to Xia Qingzhi. I had been preparing for those doubts and questions all afternoon.

I listed all the possible solutions, and even prepared to use psychology to make insinuations. But when I actually met Xia Qingzhi, I suddenly found that I couldn't say a word.

It was not entirely because of what she had just experienced, but more of a resonance. Every time I saw Xia Qingzhi, I seemed to see myself.

The underworld show is a word that should never be mentioned to outsiders, including live broadcast viewers Du Yu and the balding uncle. They only know that the live broadcast they are watching is very special, but they do not know the name, address and other details of the live broadcast platform.

But Xia Qingzhi is different from them. She was the one who came to me with the underworld show recruitment card. Only in front of her did I dare to say the words "underworld show".

In a way, she and I were alone.

From another perspective, the only person in this city who knows my identity is Xia Qingzhi. If my live broadcast fails, she may be the only one in the world who remembers me.

I was like an undercover agent lurking inside a drug lord, and Xia Qingzhi was my only go-to person.

Vehicles speed by on the road from time to time, and the autumn wind blows along the collar and into the neck.

I turned around and quickened my pace, standing half a step away from Xia Qingzhi, looking into her eyes. Her beautiful and pure eyes seemed like a lake filled with mist.

After all, I didn't question her. I moved my lips and whispered, "I saw your brother."

Xia Qingzhi's fingers trembled slightly, and she raised her head and looked at me deeply: "I didn't lie, right? He does exist, right?"

I nodded solemnly. I wanted to say something, but I didn't expect Xia Qingzhi's reaction to be very exciting. Even she didn't notice it. Tears had already flowed from her eyes: "Finally, there is a second person in this city who has seen my brother." Yes, you know? Sometimes I also doubt myself, am I crazy? Is my brother a figment of my imagination? Even I slowly begin to deny myself..."

In my impression, Xia Qingzhi, who was quiet and taciturn, stood on the street and talked a lot. Her voice and tears were so intertwined that I couldn't interrupt her at all, let alone tell her the cruel truth.

After a long time, Xia Qingzhi coughed violently several times. I helped her park the bicycle aside and raised my hand to wipe away the remaining tears on her cheeks.

The fingertips touched lightly, as if touching a finely carved jade, with a slight coolness that made people feel distressed: "Qingzhi, your brother asked me for something at the end of his departure."

"What is it? Does it have to do with me?"

I didn't answer yes or no, and continued: "He asked me to save Xia Qingzhi."

"Save me? Brother asked you to protect me?"

"No." I shook my head: "The Xia Qingzhi he asked me to save is not the same person as you. That Xia Qingzhi seems to be dead."

Even I don’t know why I told the girl in front of me this. Maybe the scene where she and I met in the adult shop a month ago still remains in the deepest part of my mind. I wouldn’t go to the underworld show without her. Without the underworld show, I might have been stepped on by Jiang Chen.

I don't know what kind of attitude I should use to face her, grateful? resentment? pity?

"My first commission started with you. You asked me to look for Xia Chi. I found him, but he told me that the real Xia Qingzhi was dead. Who should I believe? Which of the two of you is there? lie?"

The voice echoed in the cold wind, and Xia Qingzhi and I stood face to face.

She froze on the spot, and after a long time she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and put it in front of my eyes.

When she was stopped by the gangster, she was about to call for help, and the number she was about to call in the middle of the screen was my mobile phone number.

She pressed the call button, and a busy beep sounded between the two of them. I took out the phone and put it to my ear, looking at the girl in front of me and listening to the voice on the phone.

"You are the most beautiful accident I have ever encountered in my deepest despair. You are the only one in this whole city who is willing to believe me..."