"What are you looking at?" The Indian policeman tapped his left hand lightly with a baton, his face unkind.

Chen Wenqiang slowly turned his face, looked at the "Red-Headed San", paused for a moment, and said lightly: "I'm watching the sunrise."

Red-headed Asan was very unhappy. This man was dressed very well, but he was not able to look at him with a disapproving expression. What he wanted to see was a humble nod and bowing attitude. Well, as long as he was tougher, just say "Follow me to the police station", he would definitely scare this guy so much that he could urinate, and maybe he could also get extra money.

"I suspect you are going to have any bad behavior to that lady. Come with me to the police station and be interrogated." The red-headed San stepped forward and said arrogantly.

Chen Wenqiang frowned and looked at the ignorant bastard. He had heard of the rumors that the police station killed innocent people indiscriminately. From the arrogant actions of this red-headed San, it can be seen that what he said is true.

The red-headed San was even more angry at Chen Wenqiang's gaze when he looked at Qingmei. Without saying a word, he swung the baton and hit it.

Chen Wenqiang dodged gently, waved his right fist, and suddenly hit the chin of the tall and big Red-headed A San. This punch hit Red-headed A San dizzy and took two steps back. Left and right, Chen Wenqiang hit A San's abdomen like a sandbag, making A San bend his body. He took a step back with a cool step, Chen Wenqiang let out a "roar", kicking his big feet from bottom to top, and kicking A San hard on the face.

A San fell down with blood on his face and was unconscious. He couldn't see a middle finger that Chen Wenqiang curled his lips at him. Of course, he wouldn't know that Zhao Dayi, who was running over, stepped on his throat with a vicious foot.

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The morning breeze blew by my ears, and the air was cool and fresh. Chen Wenqiang and Zhao Dayi ran across the quiet streets with brisk steps. They turned over two alleys before slowing down. Next to them were shops that were still closed, empty trucks lined up or surrounding food stalls.

Even when he ran away, Chen Wenqiang smiled, and now he was even more laughing. Holding Zhao Dayi's shoulder, Chen Wenqiang said while laughing, intermittently, "Asan, India, the whole country is a colony of British people. He even came here and came here to look like a man. Hum? You said, are you ridiculous?"

Zhao Dayi didn't understand very well, but he also laughed and scolded: "These red-headed A San are very fierce. The rickshaw driver and the cart pusher hated them especially. The guy dared to get along with his elder brother just now and deserved to send him to the King of Hell."

Chen Wenqiang curled his smile a little and praised: "You are not bad. Since you have done it, just do it thoroughly. Those few kicks are well made up."

"Brother is a celebrity now, so there must be a photo in the newspaper." Zhao Dayi grinned and explained: "If he saves his life, if he points out his elder brother, it will be a trouble."

Well, um, Chen Wenqiang nodded repeatedly, looking at Zhao Dayi with some admiration. Although Zhao Dayi looks rough and generous, it is very good to have such considerations!

The sun rose and the sky was bright. Chen Wenqiang paused for a moment. Zhao Dayi stepped forward and looked at him, shook his head. An old woman lay next to the street ditch, with one arm covered in skin and bones on her eyes weakly, and her other hand collapsed on the ground.

Every day, how many people who lie in various places spend the night will never get up? Chen Wenqiang couldn't help but look back and saw the old man's sparse hair, and he also glanced at a dodging figure.

"Someone follows." Chen Wenqiang frowned slightly and whispered: "Don't look back, pretend it's okay, go forward."

Amao followed the two people in front, dodging as if it was a subconscious action. He wanted to see it carefully, and even rushed up to the ground. From then on, he had the urge to hang out with these two heroes who dared to beat A San.

In Shanghai, Amao suffered a lot, batons and slapped in the face. At the same time, he also learned a lot of bad habits and sneaked, so he was beaten more.

The strong and powerful people you usually see either bullying the good or bullying the weak. When they see the police, they have a flattering face, and Amao looks very despised. It's not like the two people in front of them, they turn into the alley and disappear. Amao quickly ran away, but he almost hit a Chinese policeman holding a baton and picking teeth.

"Little Red Man, I'm blind!" The policeman glared at him, threw away the toothpick, and was about to take action.

Amao was very slippery, staggering and stretching the distance, then jumped left and right, and threw away the policeman, leaving behind a string of scolding.

After entering the alley, he did not see anyone. Amao was anxious and quickened his pace to chase. As soon as he passed a gate, he suddenly stretched out a big hand from the door opening and grabbed Amao's neck.

Chen Wenqiang examined Amao who was struggling in Zhao Dayi's powerful hands. As long as he didn't say anything, Amao whose face turned red would soon turn into a purple face and then suffocate to death.

"Let him go." Chen Wenqiang's voice was not high. He not only recognized the boy who had snatched Caifeng jewelry in the night market, but also peeped at the almost collision between the boy and the policeman just now. He was sure that the boy was not going to report them.

Zhao Dayi hesitated for a moment and slowly let go of his hand. Ahmao covered her neck and almost collapsed, bent over, leaned against the wall, and gasped.

"Follow us." This is not the place to speak. Chen Wenqiang simply ordered, turned around and pulled Zhao Dayi, and walked forward.

Amao was gasping for a while. When he looked up, the two figures were almost out of the alley. He quickly accelerated his pace and chased after him regardless of the pain in his throat.

Chen Wenqiang and Zhao Dayi stopped in the square opposite the Sacred Family Nursery Hall. The food restaurant had already opened, so they sat under the linen tent outside the store to order breakfast. Ah Mao hesitated and moved too close to him. It was not until Chen Wenqiang waved to him that he slowly moved over.
Chapter completed!