Xia Pingan grabbed it out and caught the wrist of one hand.

He turned around and looked over, only to see a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old with a gray felt hat on his head, clothes that were not old and stained with raindrops, and a somewhat thin face, staring at him with a fierce look in his eyes.

A hint of fear.

The two chopsticks the young man was holding had fallen to the ground.

"Damn it, what are you doing, let me go?" Not only was the boy not afraid, but he said fiercely with a threatening tone.

Xia Pingan exerted a little force on his hand, and a look of pain appeared on the young man's face, but there was also a hint of cunning hidden in the pain.

"Ah..." The young man yelled, with a strong element of performance, and then he suddenly fell to the ground full of sewage, and his whole body began to twitch.

Those people who had just arrived in Beijing were frightened and dispersed. At the same time, more than ten people gathered around them. Those ten people were all men in their teens and 20s. Some of them were wearing

Wearing felt hats, some people were wearing yellow vests that were used to help people carry luggage outside the port. They immediately surrounded Xia Pingan, and everyone stared at Xia Pingan with fierce eyes. Many people put their hands in their pockets.

The pocket was bulging, and it looked like there must be sharp objects in it.

"Shopee, what's wrong with you?" A flat-faced man in his twenties with small eyes and eyebrows that were so light that they couldn't be seen walked out from the crowd and asked loudly and gruffly.

"Brother Hong, I just came over to ask him if he wanted to salute, but I didn't expect him to hit me. Ouch, ouch, it hurts so much..." The young man who fell to the ground screamed and twitched on the ground again as if he were performing.

Got up.

"Friends, a group of us brothers are just working as coolies here to earn a living and earn some hard money by helping people with gifts. Is it okay for you to bully a child like this?" The young man named Hong Ge looked at it coldly.

Xia Pingan took two steps closer and said, "Forget it if you don't want our service, why are you beating someone?"

"That's right, why did you hit someone?"

"Damn it, if you dare to bully us, I'll stab you to death..."

"Beat him to death, beat him to death..."

The people around him gathered around and stared at Xia Pingan fiercely. Others were making noises and threats. Several people were staring at the suitcase Xia Pingan was carrying.

Xia Pingan lowered his head and looked at the Shopee who was lying on the ground. He saw that while the Shopee was twitching, he had already kicked the two wooden chopsticks that had just fallen on the ground into the crowd next to him. And the people in the crowd next to you kicked him.

I kicked the two wooden chopsticks apart in the blink of an eye and disappeared.

This is a group crime with a clear division of labor. Once the theft is not discovered, they will threaten to blackmail the person. These people in front of them are already very skilled at this trick.

As the saying goes, you can tell the whole story by looking at a small part. Such a group is blocking the port area of ​​Shangjing City to commit crimes, but there is no police to control it. The public security and environment faced by the middle and lower class people in Shangjing City are probably worse than they imagined.

Seeing that Xia Ping'an didn't speak and just looked around, those who gathered around suddenly became bolder. Brother Hong and several people in the crowd winked, and the surrounding crowd gathered around in a commotion.

"Beat him..." someone in the crowd encouraged.

In the chaos, the crowd gathered around to block the eyes of people outside. Several hands grabbed Xia Pingan's luggage compartment with sharp blades in their hands. Others grabbed Xia Pingan directly.

As if searching Xia Pingan, some hands turned into fists, some had half a brick in their hands, and a wooden stick hit Xia Pingan on the head and body. Some were slightly younger.

The young man slithered through the crowd and wanted to hold Xia Pingan's hand.

Shopee, who was twitching on the ground, stopped twitching now. With a vicious smile, he wanted to hug Xia Pingan's legs.

The scene in front of me was like a pack of hyenas attacking a lion.

In such a situation, ordinary people would probably not be able to cope with it for a while, apart from being beaten and robbed.

However, those people may be able to cooperate as closely as hyenas, but Xia Pingan is not as easy to deal with as a lion.

There was no unnecessary expression on Xia Pingan's face, he just picked up his suitcase and swung it around.

The suitcase knocks open fists, bricks, wooden sticks, hands, bodies...

The people who came around rolled over and fell to the ground one by one...

Brother Hong was hit on the head by the suitcase, and he suddenly became dizzy and flew two meters away.

"Oh, oh, I hit someone, I hit someone..."

Those people shouted together.

Seeing that Xia Ping'an was so brave and had amazing strength in his hands, he was not a soft-footed shrimp that could be kneaded by others. Those who fell on the ground did not dare to rush over again for a while.

"Beep...beep..." A policeman wearing a black uniform and holding a baton kept showing up sooner or later, and finally appeared when those people woke him up.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, who hit someone?" The policeman was fat and walked over with a loud roar. As soon as he came over, he asked loudly with a cold face.

"Officer, he hit someone..." Brother Hong who fell on the ground and a group of people who were screaming all pointed at Xia Pingan.

"Officer, they are stealing, robbing, and beating people here. Do you care about them?" Xia Pingan said to the policeman.

"I didn't see what you said. They said you beat someone, so many people saw it..." The policeman walked directly towards Xia Pingan, with a tigerish face and a baton in his hand.

Snapping sound.

"The bricks and sticks on the ground, and the blades hidden on their bodies, are evidence. You will know it as soon as you search them!"

Hearing what Xia Pingan said, the policeman's face became even colder. He stared at Xia Pingan with a pair of pee-filled eyes and scolded him directly, "The police still need you to teach them when handling cases. If you have any questions, come to the police station with me."

Go talk..."

As he spoke, the policeman took out the handcuffs from his waist and was about to torture Xia Pingan.

Xia Pingan finally understood why these gangs of stealing and extorting people were so rampant in the dock area. It turned out that they had protective umbrellas. When he saw the police taking out handcuffs to torture him, he took a step back and avoided them all at once.

opened.

The policeman's expression changed slightly, "Damn it, you still dare to arrest me?"

"Do you know who I am?" Xia Pingan blinked and suddenly asked the policeman.

The policeman was stunned for a moment, "Who are you?"

"I won't tell you!" Xia Pingan smiled slightly.

The policeman's expression changed, and he grabbed Xia Pingan again. Xia Pingan's move was like lightning, and he grabbed the handcuffs from the policeman's hand. At the same time, he grabbed the policeman's wrist, and the policeman staggered.

Xia Pingan was led involuntarily to the light pole of a nearby street lamp.

Xia Pingan took action too quickly. There were two clicks, and the policeman was still confused. Before he could react, his two hands were already holding the lamp pole, which was being roasted by Xia Pingan.

Not only that, Xia Pingan also ripped off the whistle from around his neck and the handcuff key from his belt.

"How dare you resist arrest? Let me go... let me go?" The policeman screamed, his voice was stern, and he was also extremely embarrassed. The policeman was actually handcuffed by a man in such a public place, and he was still hugging him here.

It's embarrassing to hold on to a light pole.

"It's because of rubbish police officers like you that these people dare to commit crimes here..." Xia Ping'an waved his hand and threw the police whistle and handcuff keys in his hand into the gap in the sewer nearby.

"Someone come quickly, someone come quickly..." the policeman shouted.

Before anyone could surround him, Xia Pingan had already picked up his suitcase and ran away. In the blink of an eye, he rushed hundreds of meters in the drizzle, turned a corner, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

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Brother Hong and the others who fell on the ground did not react, and they did not expect that Xia Pingan could actually run. When they got up one by one, they had just taken a few steps to catch up, and they could no longer see the figure.

"You bastards, don't you have any brains? Quickly find the key and open my handcuffs..." the policeman who was handcuffed to the street light pole shouted angrily.

Brother Hong and the others hurriedly turned around again and hurriedly opened the manhole cover of the sewer, trying to salvage the key. However, it rained today, and the water flow in the sewer was a bit fast. The key whistle that Xia Pingan threw into the sewer was caught by the water.

As soon as I rushed, I could no longer see it.

Those people watching at the pier exit seemed to be watching a funny farce...

The policeman was being tortured, and a group of gangsters were trying to save the policeman...

The police and the people are really like a family...

…

Not far away, a black four-wheel carriage was parked on the roadside.

In the back row of the carriage, Mr. Jing looked through the dark glass window at what was happening there. He waited until he saw Xia Pingan's figure disappearing around the corner of the street, and then Mr. Jing, who was sitting in the carriage, smiled slightly.

, pulled up the curtains of the carriage window, and lightly tapped a wooden board in the carriage with his cane.

"Let's go!"

"Drive..." The driver wearing a raincoat outside the carriage shook the reins lightly, and the black four-wheeled carriage started to move.

…

Xia Pingan was very fast. He turned the corner and saw that no one was chasing him. Xia Pingan directly stopped a four-wheel carriage carrying passengers that had just got off.

The four-wheeled carriages used to carry passengers in the capital city. The color of the lights on the front of the carriages is yellow, which is very easy to identify.

The coachmen were wearing raincoats, ponchos and hats, just like fishermen sitting alone on the cold river, sitting in front of the car, holding the reins.

"The headquarters of the Judgment Army..."

Although the road from Donggang to the main camp of the Judgment Army in the north is easy, the distance is more than 500 miles, and the carriage will take almost a day to travel.

Moreover, the weather was bad today and the journey was long. Just as the driver was about to refuse, Xia Pingan had already thrown a gold coin over.

As soon as he took the gold coins, the coachman jumped out of the car to get Xia Pingan's luggage.

The carriage started running briskly in the drizzle. Xia Pingan touched himself. The money he got from Dawan City came all the way here. In the end, there were only two gold coins and a few silver coins left.

In the misty rain and fog outside, tall and gorgeous buildings in the port area can be seen everywhere on the roadside, with signs of various trading houses, banks, and companies hanging everywhere.

There are all kinds of people in the upper capital city, from three religions and nine schools. In order to survive and compete for fame and wealth, countless people are fluttering, struggling, climbing, devouring and biting in this city. This upper capital city is not a kind place.

ah……

However, Xia Ping'an likes this place very much. It is precisely because this is not a good place that he has the opportunity.

The real opportunities are hidden in the chaos and conflicts...
Chapter completed!