beauty hunter

Chapter 2 I beat people very hard

The saleswoman at the counter was infected by Wen Yan's calm mood. She stood up and tremblingly helped him install the silver bracelet, collect the change, and print the invoice.

Whether it was the robbers, the two women who had restrained the bandit leader, or other guests, they all looked at the movement with dumbfounded eyes, and no one could speak.

"Thanks."

Wen Yan picked up the jewelry store's special paper bag containing the packaging box, thanked the saleswoman, turned around and walked slowly towards the door.

"stop!"

Only then did the plump girl react and stepped forward to stop him, "No one here can leave now!"

Wen Yan stopped and looked at her with a half-smile: "Is this your attitude toward your savior?"

The plump woman was stunned.

The short-haired girl said crisply: "We are the police and have the right to ask the parties here to help collect evidence!"

"Let's deal with these robbers first." Wen Yan smiled slightly, walked around the plump woman, and walked toward the door.

The two women were stunned for a moment and looked around the store without stopping him.

Indeed, the matter is not over yet!

"Brother! Wait for me!" The ponytail girl in the silver jewelry area suddenly stood up and chased Wen Yan who had just walked out of the jewelry store.

After walking through the rain curtain and walking two streets, Wen Yan suddenly stopped, turned to look at the ponytail girl following him, frowned and said, "Why are you following me?"

Three steps away, the ponytail girl holding a small transparent umbrella also stopped and smiled sweetly: "I want to thank you for helping me leave just now. If you say you don't know me, I won't be able to leave!"

Wen Yan said funnyly: "You are not a robber, what are you afraid of?"

"Are only robbers afraid of the police?" the ponytail girl asked.

Wen Yan couldn't help but smile when he thought of what she had just stolen from him.

"Okay, thank you. You can go." Wen Yan looked her up and down, "Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I won't do something else if it's too late."

Just by looking at it, I would never have guessed that this girl has such strong "strength", and her sportswear completely conceals her outstanding figure.

The pony-tailed girl remembered that Wen Yan had secretly pinched her butt when he was getting her wallet, her cheeks turned red, and she stopped walking towards her.

She has been on the road for so many years, how can she not see that this guy is hiding something? If he really wants to do something rough, she is definitely no match!

Wen Yan turned to leave.

"I...I still have a question!" the ponytail girl asked urgently, "You are so powerful, why didn't you save that guy just now?"

"Who?" Wen Yan turned his head in surprise.

"That's the old man who was killed!" the ponytail girl explained.

"He is not a beautiful woman, why should I save him?" Wen Yan said confidently.

The ponytail girl was immediately speechless.

This is a damn good reason for a stinky gangster!

"Okay, let's go home quickly." Wen Yan ignored her again and strode away with an umbrella.

The ponytail girl was stunned.

go home?

Then he pursed his lips, with a hint of astringency at the corner of his mouth.

Only those who have a home to return to can go home. As for me, I have no connection with these two words.

After walking two more blocks and making sure that the girl was not following behind, Wen Yan took off the disguise from his face and found a public toilet to change his clothes and pants.

The original jacket and jeans turned into a long-sleeved T-shirt and sweatpants. Coupled with the fair complexion that was completely different from before the disguise, and the black-rimmed glasses he had prepared, now he even stood in front of those robbers and policewomen.

, I guarantee that the other party will not be able to recognize him now, who looks as handsome as a nerd.

If it weren't for the disguise on his face just now, he wouldn't have dared to act so arrogantly as a hero saving the beauty.

After leaving the public toilet, he found a garbage dump and threw away the clothes, bag and other items he had changed into. Then Shi Shiran went to the street, hailed a taxi, and headed towards his "home" after ten years of absence.

This disguise that has been used from the 'South China Sea' to here is no longer needed. If someone were to track him, they would lose the direction of tracking because of his sudden "disappearance".

Of course, in his opinion, this disguise was completely unnecessary. Who had the time to investigate this kid who had been stuck in the house for the past ten years? It was simply that the old man was overthinking.

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Although Pingyuan City has changed a lot in recent years due to the state's focus on construction and construction, the old city he wanted to go to has not changed much. It took the taxi more than half an hour to reach the destination along the winding old streets.

land.

When we got off the bus, the dark clouds in the sky cleared and it became sunny.

Wen Yan put away his umbrella, and his heart beat violently, a little dissatisfied.

In ten years, all my friends from back then will have grown up. How many of them still remember me?

On the east side of the old city, Wen Yan felt something was wrong as soon as he entered the alley.

The walls of the old houses along the road were scrawled with blood-red paint. Almost every wall had a large word "demolished" written on it. Some of them even wrote threatening words such as "If you don't move your family, we will chop down your whole family."

The place has not changed, the buildings have not changed, but the whole alley is surprisingly quiet.

Wen Yan stopped and looked at the closed gate in front of him. The old plaque with the words "Pingyuan Orphanage" written above the gate was a bit broken, but what attracted more attention were the two large plaques on the left and right of the gate.

The skull painted with blood red paint looks very scary.

What's going on?

Wen Yan walked to the door and before knocking on the door, he heard someone whispering next to him: "Who are you looking for?"

He turned around and saw a boy with a crew cut wearing a jacket and earrings walking towards him more than ten steps away.

"Me? Go home." Wen Yan said easily, "Who are you?"

"That's nonsense! Apart from that old woman, who else is there in this wretched place?" The boy with a flat head came closer and stopped, looking him up and down.

Wen Yan's eyebrows raised slightly behind his glasses.

Old woman?

"You're quite young," the boy with the crew cut grinned, "What do you do? Duck?"

Wen Yan was of medium height, a little shorter than the other party. His face with glasses did look a bit tender, giving him a soft and gentle feeling. Hearing the last two sentences of the other party, he smiled slightly and said slowly and unhurriedly: "

Please be careful what you say, I can beat people very hard."

The boy with the flat head was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Really? That brother needs to see it carefully... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Yan suddenly reached out his hand, grabbed his head, and quickly slapped him on the ground. There was a loud bang and blood flowed out.

Wen Yan stepped on the guy's back and kept increasing the pressure, with a smile on his face: "I have always satisfied this kind of request. Come on, tell me, what else do you want to see?"

The flat-headed boy screamed like a pig, feeling as if his back was being pressed down by a heavy hammer. The splints were in danger and could break at any time.

"Hirako!"

There was a shout of shock and anger. When Wen Yan looked up, he saw a strong man wearing only an elastic vest and sweatpants, showing all his muscles, running towards him and punching him with a loud punch.

Wen Yan tilted his head, reached out with his left hand, and pinched the elbow tendon of the big man. The other person only felt numbness in his arm, and immediately half of his body was numb, and he could no longer exert any strength.

Wen Yan took advantage of the situation and tripped him up. The strong man's body weighing more than 160 kilograms immediately fell on the boy with a flat head. The latter screamed and cursed: "What a fool! Qiangzi, you are crushing me!"

The strong man also said angrily: "It's not me! Ouch!" He was kicked under the left rib by Wen Yan, and he immediately rolled and rolled two or three meters away. He was in so much pain that he couldn't get up.

"Is there anyone else here?"

Wen Yan stepped down, and this time it landed on Pingzi's neck. The latter felt as if his neck was about to break, and he screamed in shock: "No...no more! It's just me and Qiangzi Shou...Shou" Here!"

Wen Yan smiled, relaxed his feet, and said kindly: "Come, tell me, what's going on?"

Pingzi covered his bleeding forehead and climbed up, looking at him in shock and anger: "You...who are you?"

Snap!

Pingzi was whipped around and then heard Wen Yan's voice: "I ask, you answer."

At this moment, the door of the orphanage suddenly opened, and a slightly older voice came over: "Xiao...Xiaoyan? Is that you?"

Wen Yan was shocked. He turned around and saw the skinny old woman standing by the door. He was stunned for several seconds. Suddenly his eyes became wet and he shouted: "Mom Wen!"

The old woman was also shocked and said excitedly: "It's really you! Xiaoyan!" Her body suddenly tilted and was about to collapse.

Wen Yan was taken aback and hurried over to support the old woman: "Mom Wen, what's wrong with you?"

The old woman forced a smile: "They don't allow me to go out to buy... buy food. Well... I haven't eaten for several days. I'm hungry... I'm hungry... It's okay. Come on, let Mother Wen take a good look... Hey ?Why is my Xiaoyan getting longer and whiter?"

Anger suddenly burned in Wen Yan's eyes, and he said softly: "Mom Wen, take a rest, Xiaoyan will deal with it, and I'll make you something to eat later."

The old woman saw what he meant, was startled, and hurriedly grabbed him: "Don't...don't be impulsive! We can't afford to offend these people..."

Wen Yan showed a bright smile: "That was before, you go in first, don't worry, I am sensible."

Seeing his calm and confident smile, the old woman felt warm in her heart. She was speechless and turned around and returned to the hospital.

The introverted kid back then has now grown up!

Pingzi had just helped Qiangzi up and said fiercely to Wen Yan: "You brat, if you have the guts, don't run away! I have a good look for you!"

Wen Yan turned around and looked at them both, and said calmly: "Leave something behind before you leave."

The two of them realized something was wrong and turned around to run away. Unexpectedly, they had just taken two steps when someone suddenly grabbed them by the back of their necks.

Bang!

The two of them were pushed to the ground at the same time, their whole faces came into intimate contact with the bluestone floor without any reservation, and they couldn't even scream in an instant.

A cold voice came into my ears: "Let me see you one more time, and keep your other hand."

Then there was a harsh sound of fractures, and the two of them screamed.

More than ten minutes later, a strong aroma of porridge floated in the kitchen of the orphanage.

"Just wait a few more minutes." Wen Yan stirred the bottom of the pot a few times to prevent it from sticking, then closed the lid and returned to Wen's mother.

"Where have you been all these years?" Mother Wen asked, having recovered from the excitement of reunion.

"Just shopping around." Wen Yan picked up the paper bag next to him and said, "Mom Wen, I bought this for you."

Mother Wen said in shock: "What is this?"

Wen Yan smiled: "Can't you find out when you take it apart?"

After a while, the silver bracelet was put on the skinny wrist. Mother Wen caressed the body of the bracelet lovingly and said distressedly: "Doesn't this cost a lot of money?"

"It's cheap. You can wear it first, and I'll replace it for you when I find the old one." Wen Yan said unhurriedly.

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