City's Death Judge

At noon the next day, Natsume and Mei Shanshan left the hotel and went out to eat. When they walked to the opposite side of the road where they met the homeless man yesterday, Mei Shanshan suddenly said:

"Natsume, look, isn't that the homeless man we met yesterday?"

Natsume took a closer look and saw that it was indeed the homeless man with the beautifully written calligraphy from yesterday, but today he was accompanied by a child.

The child was about six or seven years old and looked relatively clean. Although his clothes were tattered, But it can be seen that the tattered areas are relatively new. The only thing that is the same as the homeless man yesterday is that their left leg is lame. The child seems to be confused about what is going on, and keeps following the homeless man, stretching out the bowl. Go out to beg.

Mei Shanshan said doubtfully:"How strange, didn't we already give him a thousand yuan yesterday? If he saves some money, it will be enough for him to eat for a month. And why is there an extra child beside him?"

Natsume also felt very strange, and it was surprising that the homeless man could write such good handwriting yesterday. Could it be that the homeless man had any hidden secrets?

"Shanshan, we, I think there must be something wrong with that homeless man, shall we observe him here?"Natsume said to Mei Shanshan.

Mei Shanshan thought for a moment and agreed before it was time to eat anyway.

Natsume and Mei Shanshan watched across the road for two hours. The homeless man and the child were always there. Begging. But maybe they were unlucky this morning. The people passing by either yelled at them and told them to go away, or they only gave away one or two yuan. At the end of the whole morning, they only had a dozen yuan in their bowls.

Just when Natsume and When Mei Shanshan felt bored and was about to go to eat, a man in the same tattered but healthy clothes walked towards the homeless man.

He walked up to the homeless man like a gangster, and carelessly stretched out his hand to help the homeless man. The man and the child took all the money in the bowl. But when he counted the money and found that it was only a dozen yuan, his expression changed instantly.

He picked up the bowl in his hand and hit the homeless man on the head hard. His forehead suddenly became red and swollen. The man reached out and slapped the child hard on the face. The child seemed to be a little demented. It took a few seconds after being slapped to start crying.

"Oh no, Shanshan, they were beaten, let’s go and save them quickly! Natsume said nervously.

Even though he has become a death judge, has seen sinister things that he has never seen before, and has personally executed many people who have committed unforgivable crimes, Natsume still has the same passionate heart as when he was a lawyer. , when I see a weak person around me being hurt, I still can’t help but help.

"stop! Natsume ran across the road at a speed of 100 meters, came to the homeless man's side, and yelled at the homeless man loudly:"Who are you!" Why do you want to hit someone?!

The man stopped and turned around, thinking it was a policeman, and his body was shaking with fear. However, when he saw that the person who came was the thin Natsume, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said to Natsume:

"Who are you? What I do is none of your business! If you don’t want to die, get out of here! Natsume snorted coldly and said to the man disdainfully:"You should get out of here if you don't want to die!" If you are still here bullying disabled people and children, what kind of man are you?"

The man was so angry at Natsume's words that he stretched out his fist and hit Natsume in the face. But the punch did not go as the man wanted. Natsume, with his super prediction ability, hit the man's hand 0.001 seconds ahead of time. He intercepted him and twisted his entire arm 180 degrees in the opposite direction.

The man did not expect that the thin man in front of him was so powerful and strong. In an instant, he screamed in pain from being twisted, causing many people around him to scream in pain. People were watching.

Upon seeing this, Mei Shanshan whispered in Natsume's ear:"Natsume, we have just arrived at this place, it is better not to cause too much noise."

After hearing Mei Shanshan's change, Natsume felt it made sense, so she twisted the man's arm hard again and let go.

After the man's hands were released, he subconsciously wanted to reach out and hit Natsume, but Natsume was forced to He was so strong that he forced himself not to hit him. The man turned around and said fiercely to the homeless man:

"Boy, just wait for me! If you still have so little money this afternoon, let’s see how I deal with you!"

After the man finished speaking, he took a dozen yuan that the homeless man and the child had begged for, supported his injured arm and walked away.

The homeless man shivered in fear because of the man's threat, and lay on the ground unable to get up.

Natsume helped the homeless man up. Han patted the dirt on his body and checked the wound on his forehead. Fortunately, the edge of the begging bowl was not sharp and the wound did not bleed. On the contrary, the child next to the homeless man had his mouth bleeding because of the slap. Mei Shanshan couldn't stop crying and couldn't coax her.

People around her were attracted by the child's cry, and more and more people were watching. Natsume had no choice but to take the homeless man and the child back. In the hotel room, the homeless man refused to sit on the chair because of the dirty clothes on his body. No matter how much Natsume persuaded him, he refused to listen. Natsume had no choice but to spread a newspaper on the chair. Only then did the homeless man agree to sit down.

Mei Shanshan borrowed iron liquor and hemostatic patches from the front desk of the hotel to apply medicine to the homeless man and the children. The homeless man looked at Natsume and Mei Shanshan who were busy working for him, and he was very moved. , tears kept flowing in his eyes.

After Natsume helped him apply the medicine, the tramp dragged his disabled left leg and knelt in front of Natsume with a"plop". Natsume was shocked by this gift, and quickly wanted to save the tramp. Help him up.

But the homeless man refused to get up. He kept gesticulating with his hands and yelling"oooooooo". Natsume looked at it for several seconds before he understood that the homeless man wanted to thank him, so Natsume helped him while helping him. Picking him up, he said to him:

"Brother, I know you want to thank me, and I appreciate this kindness. You get up first. Rather than thanking you, I want to know who the man who just hit you is!"

After hearing Natsume's words, the homeless man's eyes darkened a bit. He lowered his head and stared at the ground without making a sound. When

Natsume saw the homeless man like this, he knew that he definitely didn't want to say anything. Since others don't want to speak, there is no way to compare with others. Then Natsume changed the subject and said to the homeless man:

"Brother, I think you are also a storyteller. Can you tell me your story?"_To read the ununderlined version of the novel, please download Feilu Xiao