Super Treasure Hunter

Zhong Zhou frowned suddenly and yelled at them.

"What are you guys?"

"Boy, don't **** do your business! Believe it or not I killed you?"

In the middle of the week, the face was sullen, and this group of big men bullied an old lady who was picking up rubbish. court death!

Zhou Zhong rushed forward and directly pinched the leader of the man’s neck and lifted his whole person from the ground. The huge force of Zhou Zhong pinched the man’s blush and his neck was thick, and suddenly the man was frightened, but what kind of ghosts gave me ?

A murderous intent flashed in Zhou Zhong's eyes, "You are a beast!" As he said, Zhou Zhong broke his two arms directly and threw him away.

The big man fell to the ground, constantly rolling, the severe pain made him worse than death.

These men are not in the Hei society, and they are not even considered gangsters. The residents in the villages in the city have seen Zhou Zhong's formation, and they break their arms at every turn, all of them are a little afraid.

"How can you hurt people casually?"

"Wounds casually? Believe it or not, if you talk nonsense, I will kill you all?" Zhou Zhong exuded a strong murderous intent.

The men were really frightened, and went over in horror to help their companions, turned and ran.

I didn't care about those people in the middle of the week, and turned around to see the old lady, "grandma, are you okay?"

I don't know if the old lady is used to being bullied. When she came in midweek, she was like a frightened bird, and even subconsciously moved to the side to hide.

But she couldn't stand firmly, and she fell to the ground with a painful expression, "Don't hit me." The old lady kept begging for mercy this week.

Zhou Zhongzhong was sore and supported the old lady, "Grandma, I won't beat you, I'm here to help you, are you hurt?"

It seems that the voice in the middle of the week was very soft, and the old lady's mood gradually calmed down, "Aren't you hitting me?"

"Why would I beat you? Granny, where do you live? I'll take you home."

The grandmother looked at Zhou Zhong with a confused look, "Where is my home? I'm waiting for my son to come back."

Zhou Zhong frowned slightly, it seemed that the old lady's spirit seemed a little abnormal.

"Grandma, go, I will take you home." Zhou Zhong helped the old lady walk step by step to the village in the city.

When I came to a convenience store, many residents in the villages in the city sat in front of the convenience store, all of them were grandpas, aunts, and so on.

In the middle of the week, he went straight and asked, "Do you know where this old grandma's house lives?"

These people all know this old lady.

The owner of the convenience store pointed to the building behind and said, "I live on the third floor behind."

"Okay, thank you." Mid-week thanked the boss, and then helped the old lady to the building behind, and kept the old lady back home.

Open the door, the room is very messy, full of garbage picked up by the old lady.

"Grandma, are you the only one at home?" Zhong Zhou asked with concern.

"Wait for my son, I will be with my son..." The old lady kept talking about her son.

I didn't know where his son was in midweek. I saw that the door of a room next to him had been closed. I went to open the door midweek to see if her son was in the house.

As a result, I was taken aback in the middle of the week after I pushed it away. The room was extremely clean and tidy. Compared with the room full of garbage outside, it was almost heaven and earth.

This is a bedroom with a bed, a cabinet, and a writing desk. Although it is simple, it is neat and tidy.

"This is my son's room." The old lady walked over and said.

"Grandma, where is your son?"

"My son..." When the old lady heard this, her eyes became even more confused, as if she was trying to find her son.

At a loss, she saw the middle of the week before her, and was overjoyed for a while, and hugged the middle of the week, "Son, you are back, son, you are back, great!"

Zhou Zhongli stood on the spot, although the grandmother mistakenly thought it was his son, but at this time Zhou Zhong could not have any heart to shake his head and deny.

Seeing tears in her eyes, the excited old lady, Zhou Zhong was really sad.

"Son, you are back, great. Mom will make dumplings for you, your favorite dumpling." The old lady pulled Zhou Zhong and asked him to sit in the house, and then went to the kitchen to work .

In the middle of the week, I wanted to help, but I was rushed out by the old lady several times to give me a good rest in the middle of the week.

Looking at this simple room and the old lady who is constantly busy in the kitchen, I can't tell what I feel in the middle of the week. This moment is full of warmth and sadness.

He couldn't imagine how hard this old lady was living by herself.

"Son, the dumplings are ready, you can taste them soon." The old lady returned to the house with a large plate of dumplings, looking at Zhou Zhong expectantly on her face.

In the middle of the week, he couldn't bear to hurt the old man. He put a dumpling into the water, and then nodded, "It's delicious."

"Then I will do it for you every day from now on." The old man got the answer in the middle of the week, as happy as a child.

"You eat too." In the middle of the week, he took the bowl, took a few dumplings and handed it to the old lady.

The old lady promised "good", but she was holding the bowl in both hands, but she didn't eat a single dumpling because she was afraid that her son would not be enough, so she was reluctant to eat it.

Huh, at this moment, the door of the room was suddenly slammed vigorously, and his brows were frowned during the week.

The old lady was really frightened. With a trembling of her hand, the dumplings in the bowl fell to the ground, but the old lady was so distressed that she squatted down to pick up the dumplings.

Why is my hand so disobedient? This dumpling is for my son. What can I do? The old lady cried out in a hurry.

For her, dumplings are even more important than her life, because they are dumplings for her son.

Seeing the old lady picking up hot dumplings regardless of her fingers cut by the broken bowl, she was very distressed in the middle of the week and hurriedly helped her up, "Sit here and rest first. I'll see who knocked on the door."

In the middle of the week, he went to open the door of the room with anger, and saw the guys he had taught him before and brought a large group of people.

In the middle of the week, you can see that there can be at least fifty or sixty people, and there are all men, women and children.

"Daughter-in-law, he hit me just now." The big man who had been beaten in mid-week complained angrily at a 40-year-old Huanglianpo beside him.

Huang Lianpo looked at the middle of the week, and saw that he was young and dressed very well, so she didn't pay attention to the middle of the week, she came up and pointed at the middle of the week and cursed, "Where did you come from? The man who dared to beat me!"

In the middle of the week, his face was cold, "Your man hits even an old lady, what kind of man is he? I am already considered light to hit him."

"Are you justified in beating someone?" Huang Lian Po raised her arms and rolled up her sleeves, as she said as if she was going to spoil her.