Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 233: Justice

"Stop that car!"

"Catch him! Catch him!"

The people who woke up from a dream immediately chased after them, but how could they run on four wheels with two legs? At most, they picked up small stones and threw them at them, only to be bounced off by the steel body of the car.

"Follow me!"

"Don't let him run away, let him lose money!"

"Quick, find Uncle Hai!"

The sturdy young men in the front immediately let go of their legs to catch up with the car, and the people behind also followed behind and shouted and cursed. For a time, it seemed that the whole street was chasing the car that caused the accident.

The other workers who didn't leave all gathered around the children to make suggestions, and Uncle Hai at the meeting finally knew that something was wrong outside, and was hurriedly invited by several workers.

The workers made way for Uncle Hai. Uncle Hai saw a pool of dim blood glowing with the afterglow of the sunset at the end of the crowd, and his heart sank.

"Nine meters, nine meters, don't scare the second uncle, wake up, the second uncle has dragon beard candy here, wake up..." Qi Bajiu held his nephew in his arms, looking anxious, he whispered and hurriedly told his nephew Whisper, as if afraid of scaring the child.

The niece is being checked by the aunt next to her to see if her hands and feet are injured. There were bloodstains on her body, but none of them seemed to belong to her; she secretly looked at her second uncle and brother, with no sadness or crying on her face, only dazed.

With her current brain, she doesn't seem to be able to understand what just happened.

When Uncle Hai came over, a woman knelt directly in front of him and kowtowed: "Uncle Hai, please save my child...Please...Please..."

She fell directly on the ground and cried, Uncle Hai looked in her direction. Rao was because he was used to the hardships of life, and his eyelids couldn't help but jump -- the reason why this woman didn't hold the child was because she didn't dare to hold her at all.

The child seems to be lying on the ground after being hit by a car, and then being run over his head by a wheel, and he no longer looks humanoid.

In this case, let alone Uncle Hai, an ordinary interior medical officer, even a peerless genius doctor holding a magic weapon has no power to return to the sky. Medical officials are not omnipotent, they can only flesh and bones, not living dead.

Uncle Hai shook his head at the others, and the female workers beside him nodded, and pulled the woman who was kneeling on the ground, nearly out of breath, to comfort him.

Uncle Hai walked in front of Qi Bajiu. Qi Bajiu seemed to have discovered Uncle Hai at this time, and said softly, "Uncle Hai, this is my brother's son, Jiu Mi. The kid is so naughty that he doesn't even see the car coming. If I know how to hide, I will let my brother and sister-in-law beat him when I go back. You see he seems to be asleep, can you help me wake him up, can you…”

Uncle Hai looked at the child with wide eyes in his arms, without saying a word, with pure white brilliance in his hands, he squatted down to caress the child's injury. The surroundings suddenly became very quiet, and everyone didn't even dare to breathe. The people in the west even took the initiative to move their seats, so that the sunset light that was about to sink into the mountains could be used by Uncle Hai.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's very long, maybe it's very short.

Uncle Hai stopped the brilliance of his hands, and Qi Bajiu immediately said softly: "Uncle Hai, Jiu Mi, can he wake up at Jiu Mi?"

Looking at Qi Bajiu's earnest gaze, Uncle Hai silently stretched out his hand and closed his eyes for the child.

Qi Bajiu grunted in his throat, swallowed, looked at the sky, looked at the ground, looked at Uncle Hai, but didn't look at the nephew in his arms. He raised his head and blinked his eyes, but did not let the tears flow, his voice choked: "Uncle Hai, you, do you know other skilled medical officers, I have money, I have a lot of money..."

"He's dead." Uncle Hai looked at him and said word by word, "It won't survive."

"No, you see he is still so young, he still wets the bed, he, he also likes to read newspapers to me..."

"He's dead!"

Uncle Hai roared, and his fist slammed into the ground next to him, smashing the soil into a small hole, and the gravel in the soil scratched his fist. He desperately smashed his fists at the ground with a ferocious face, and the others hurriedly grabbed Uncle Hai not to let him continue to self-inflict.

He is sad.

If it weren't for the real compassion, he wouldn't have been running a money-losing noodle shop for workers for more than ten years, solving their problems, treating minor ailments and pains, and giving them advice.

He is just an ordinary person with ordinary abilities, he can't do anything big, he can't solve the problems of these poor people, and he can't improve their situation, so he can only help them reduce the pain they encounter in life, and teach them to have fun while they suffer life tips.

He can't get everyone out of the darkness, he can only make everyone have a light in their hearts.

But seeing the two children who sang with him just now died like this, even if they had been crawling and rolling in the mud of Xuanzhu County for decades, Uncle Hai still couldn't control his emotions.

He was furious.

He was angry at his own powerlessness, at the cruelty of the murderer, at the injustice of fate, and at the wrong time, wrong place, and wrong protagonist!

It happened to be the day the union was established;

It happens to be where hundreds of workers gather together;

The one who just died was the worker's child, and the murderer was a silver-blooded noble;

Uncle Hai doesn't know if this is a conspiracy against the trade union, but he only knows that the efforts of Jing Zhengwei and Bai Ye these days will be ruined. This kind of thing happened at this joint, and even if he made a hype, no workers would believe him anymore.

Unless...

"Kill for life!"

"Let's go get justice!"

"We want justice, we want justice!"

Someone said: "But those who can drive in Xuanzhu County must be from the Silver Blood Society..."

"What about the Silver Blood Society!?" Immediately, a worker shouted loudly, "Could it be that the Silver Blood Society can kill anyone casually? Could it be the Silver Blood Society, so we have to hold back, even if they kill our children? !?"

"It's not your child who died today, what about tomorrow, the day after tomorrow? If you don't have children today, what about next year and the year after!?"

In the face of the workers who raised their arms and shouted, the others fell silent, with hesitation, fear, anger and worry.

Shunmin, who has been in Xuanzhu County for too long, has also heard of the **** suppression of the rioters by the Silver Blood.

"The Heyang Army has been wiped out, and the Lin Navy is gone, and the Silver Blood Society is now a paper tiger!" Someone shouted: "As long as we unite, thousands or tens of thousands of workers will be united, and the Silver and Blood Society will be united. Blood will not dare to do anything to us!"

"Yes, so many of us went there together, they dared not do anything to us!"

"We have to unite, we can not be afraid of them!"

"Justice, we just want a fair one!"

The White Night Walker knows that the Silver Blood will have a great influence on the people of Xuanzhu~IndoMTL.com~ Therefore, he loudly analyzes the strength of the enemy and the other side, eliminates the fear of the workers, and inspires their courage. As they shouted, the others gradually suppressed the fear in their hearts, and replaced them with anger and responsibility.

"We can't bear it any longer!"

"If not for ourselves, think about our children!"

"If we are still bowing our heads at this time, what's the point of the union!?"

"Let the Silver Bloods hand over the murderer! Kill for life!"

"We must unite together, and we can definitely make the silver blood bow its head!"

Suddenly someone said to Uncle Hai: "Uncle Hai, we will listen to you, you can say what to do!"

"Uncle Hai!"

"Uncle Hai, you must uphold justice for us!"

After calming down, Uncle Hai exhaled slowly, and he nodded lightly in the face of the burning angry gazes of the people around him.

He understood the hints of other White Nightwalkers, and knew that this was indeed the only way to save the situation at the moment.

The anger of the workers needs to be vented, and Jing Zhengwei can also throw out the murderer to show his position.

If Bai Ye and Jing Zhengwei cooperated well, this might be an excellent opportunity, a chance to make the trade union famous and make Jing Zhengwei completely whitewashed.

Uncle Hai raised his scarred right fist under everyone's attention and shouted loudly:

"For the sake of the children and other children, we must seek justice!"

"We have to let them know that we workers will not kneel again! Absolutely not!"