They were like wolves quietly surrounding their prey in the vast grassland under the dark night sky, surrounded them silently.

Bei Long pinched the fat boy's slim face and glanced at them as if nothing had happened. They were not well-trained soldiers or policemen, but a group of poor people in ragged clothes.

It can be seen that they should be all slums, but they are different.

Before, Beilong saw the men and women coming and going on the old streets of the slums, all of them were dejected and lifeless, as if they had lost their hope for life, and lived numbly like walking corpses.

But now, although this group of people are ragged and dusty, their eyes are full of hope for life!

They surrounded Bei Long, Tang Ying, Uncle Gen, Brother Hu and others, but did nothing and said nothing.

It's just malicious onlookers.

Anyone was feeling irritated by hundreds of people staring at him without saying a word, but Beilong just lit a cigarette slowly, squinted his eyes and enjoyed the smell of his hometown in tobacco.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a slanted eyebrows and crooked eyes and a very ugly middle-aged man walked out.

Middle-aged men are also dressed in rags, but they give people a gentle and kind feeling, and they look like a cultural person.

He walked into the circle with anger and saw Uncle Gen, covered in blood, kowtowed to Bei Long and begging for mercy. The middle-aged man was shocked. Obviously, the development of the matter was different from what he imagined. Then he saw the big fat boy sleeping in Tang Ying's arms and couldn't help but snatch him forward: "Erpang! What's wrong with you Erpang!"

Bei Long flashed and blocked Tang Ying in front of him, looking at the middle-aged man with a smile: "Who are you?"

"I am his father!" the middle-aged man frowned and asked, "Who are you? Why is my son in your hands?"

Beilong curled his lips: "Who should your son be in?"

"Masako!" The middle-aged man glared at Uncle Gen fiercely, but when he saw Uncle Gen's bruises, his heart trembled: "Someone saw my son being captured by Masako under Li Laogen..."

"Masako?" Beilong turned around and looked at the masako homeless man lying on the ground: "Are you talking about him?"

"Hiss..." The middle-aged man couldn't help but take a breath. He saw someone lying on the ground, but most of his attention was on his son, and a small part of his attention was also on Uncle Gen. He didn't care about the people lying on the ground. At this time, he looked closely and found that the one lying on the ground was lying on the ground. The heart of the macaozi was actually dug out and stuffed into the macaozi's own mouth!

Too violent! Too bloody!

Even though the middle-aged man thought to cut the marijuana into pieces before he arrived, he was still frightened after seeing the marijuana corpse. He looked at the homeless men covered in bruises. At this time, the middle-aged man had roughly guessed the cause and effect, so he knelt down at Beilong without hesitation: "Thank you! Thank you for saving our second fat man!"

Bei Long looked back at Tang Ying, and Tang Ying pinched the fat man's nose with a clear understanding. The fat man's nose suddenly started to twitch, suddenly sneezed and woke up, struggling with hands and feet, cried and made a fuss: "Don't scratch me! My dad is Joseph! Bad guy! Let me go! My dad is Joseph!"

Sure enough, the naughty child was no longer adorable when he woke up. Tang Ying let go of the fat man. The fat man saw the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground and screamed and rushed over to hug his neck: "Dad! Dad! A bad guy kidnapped me!"

"Erpang! It's okay Erpang! Dad is here!" The middle-aged man hugged his son tightly, then thought of something and quickly pressed the little fat man to the ground: "Erpang! It was these two uncles and aunts who saved you! They are your saviors! Hurry up! Kowtow to uncles and aunts!"

The little fat man knelt on the ground in a daze. Although he didn't understand very well, he still kowtowed a few times obediently.

"It's not worth mentioning." Bei Long said as he reached out to help the middle-aged man and the fat man up.

At this time, Norman, who had been pretending to be dead dogs next to him, suddenly remembered and pointed at the middle-aged man in great shock and shouted:

"Joseph! You are Joseph, the leader of the 'true party'!"

The true party? A trace of doubt flashed in Bei Long’s eyes: What kind of party is the true party? It sounds very powerful!

"Give me your life...please...please..." Uncle Gen, Brother Hu and others' begging for mercy became smaller and smaller, like moans.

After a while, Uncle Gen had almost no intact skin from head to toe, all of which were scratched with blood. He was still self-control and stubbornly avoided the vital points. The homeless man under his command even dug out his internal organs, and several unlucky guys were already dead...

"Leave some living habits." Bei Long ordered Tang Ying to question these homeless men for some things.

Tang Ying waved her sleeves casually, and a gust of fragrant wind swept towards the homeless men, saying it was strange, Uncle Gen, Brother Hu and others stopped itch immediately, but before they could be happy, they were so painful that they burst into tears. It was indeed not itchy, but the wounds all over their bodies hurt together...

This is unscientific!

Joseph and his friends were shocked. Tang Yinglu's move was simply amazing!

Beilong looked at Joseph, and Joseph suddenly woke up and rushed over and grabbed Uncle Gen's neck:

"Say! Why kidnapped my son!"

"We, we just use money to do things..." Uncle Gen said in tears. He was already scared by Tang Ying.

"Whose money is given? Who will give it to?" Joseph gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't say it, I will kill you!"

"We don't know either..." Uncle Gen looked at Bei Long timidly and said aggrievedly: "A man without any additional 99,999 free shipping was given to me with 100,000 yuan and asked me to catch people..."

"What after the arrest?" Joseph was furious and Uncle Gen said carefully: "After we are dealing with..."

Although Uncle Gen didn't say it clearly, I realized that the kids abducted by Uncle Gen and others may be able to sell them to a good family, while the big ones can only be beaten to beg for a bad family, except for "retail sales".

As for the man's clone who had no additional 99,999 free shipping, he would never appear again.

This clue is considered to be broken.

"I'm fighting with you!" Joseph was so angry that he grabbed Uncle Gen's neck: "You'll sell your conscience by 100,000?"
Chapter completed!