After seeing the situation clearly, Yao Yuan found it difficult to do what he did. The kid who stole things was very vigilant and very difficult to catch. To catch the thief, you have to use dirty things. If you can't catch the real thing, you have to mess around.
The few bratty kids following him had no other skills, but they were quite good at making people stand up and divert their attention.
The most difficult thing to get is the two pieces of material hidden on the street. I remember Huang Mao said that one of them is called Hei Qing and the other is Xiao Qiangzi. Among them, Hei Qing has just been punished for a few years. He must be from this gang. The leader also works as a thug to protect these little thieves.
I'm single, where should I catch him and where should I put him? I couldn't make up my mind at the moment. This situation was a bit like a dog biting a hedgehog, not knowing where to start.
Little @平头 is not easy to catch. If you want to catch him, you have to get past those smelly kids who are on guard. The difficulty is too great. I guess the result will be the same as the one at the night market the day before yesterday. After a lot of jumping up and downs, nothing will be gained.
If he glared at Hei Qing and Xiao Qiangzi behind him, the result would definitely develop into a street fight, and he would change from being reasonable to being unreasonable.
Hiding behind a few kites hanging on the mountain of the stall, I sighed for no reason. Why is it so difficult to promote righteousness and export evil?
When he was at his wits' end, someone unexpectedly slapped him hard on the back: "Yao Yuan'er? What are you doing here?"
Turning around, Yao Yuan couldn't help but feel happy when he saw someone coming behind him. The man behind him was in his thirties, 1.7 meters tall, and weighed 177. He was short and stocky. He was wearing a pair of He has a shaved head and a big elbow wrapped in straw paper. Isn't this Brother Qi who wrestles in Zizhu Park every day?
Brother Qi and Qi Baohua practice wrestling with a group of people in Zizhu Park on time every morning. Yao Yuan has been running to Zizhu Park in the morning these days. He just watches the excitement on the side when he has nothing to do. Brother Qi, who is wide and fat, is a familiar person and goes back and forth. It's quite familiar.
People who practice martial arts have large stomachs, especially Brother Qi. As a construction worker, he is engaged in physical labor. In addition, he likes to practice his hands when he has nothing to do. This consumes a lot of physical energy. However, there is only one reason why he still cannot lose weight, that Just see the flesh and die.
I heard that Yao Yuan would set up a stall selling braised pork from today, so he reserved one for me early. Now seeing him happily holding a big elbow and smiling like Maitreya Buddha, Yao Yuan was instantly happy.
"I've tasted it. Your elbow tastes really good. The guy who sells it is really good at giving you noodles. Not to mention eating a sesame seed cake with meat in it for nothing, such a big elbow only cost eight dollars." I won’t even ask for a cent or even a change.” Brother Qi started to boast as soon as they met.
"Brother Qi! Let's not talk about anything else. Did you see there is a thief in front of me? I'm just thinking about how to catch him." Seeing Brother Qi with a charming smile, Yao Yuan instantly had an idea. He and Brother Qi had worked together before. , it is impossible for three or five people who are as skilled as ordinary people to get an advantage from him. Such a powerful reinforcement suddenly fell from the sky, it is not used in vain!
When Brother Qi heard that there was a thief, he diverted his attention: "Where is it? Where is it?"
Following the direction pointed by Yao Yuan, Brother Qi saw with his own eyes the little boy with a flat head reaching for the backpack that an aunt was protecting under her elbow.
"Damn it, in broad daylight! Catch the thief! Catch the thief!" Brother Qi shouted, and the sound shook the street! Then he rushed out without hesitation.
Yao Yuan looked at Brother Qi who was running out vigorously, and grinned happily from behind. My brother Qi is mighty and majestic, and I hate brother Qi as much as he hates evil.
I want to catch these thieves out of revenge, and I want to vent my anger. Brother Qi is different. He doesn't want to see injustice in the world, and he acts bravely when he sees justice!
However, no matter how nimble Brother Qi was with his hand, the disgusting scene he had experienced appeared again. Xiao@Pingtou heard the sound coming from behind, like a frightened horse that had been whipped, without looking back. He rushed forward and got in where there were many people.
The dirty kids behind little @平头, as if they had heard the order, quickly gathered together and blocked Brother Qi's path.
I really don't know how those anti-pickpocket policemen caught thieves. The scene in front of him and this defensive position were simply incomprehensible in Yao Yuan's eyes.
But fortunately, Yao Yuan's biggest concern was not on the little @平头 who stole things. Although this little @平头 was a habitual criminal, the security police said that he was only fourteen this year and was far from being qualified for criminal law. At an age where he can handle it, there is no sense of accomplishment in arresting such a minor.
Instead, Yao Yuan kept staring at Hei Qing and Xiao Qiangzi on the side of the road. Last time at the night market, Hei Qing held a military thorn in his backhand. Yao Yuan was always impressed by that fierce gaze. There was such an opportunity to bite people at his doorstep. The evil wolf will definitely make people feel unhappy.
Hearing someone shouting to catch the thief, and then there was chaos on the street. Hei Qing looked at the running back of little@ and cursed bitterly: "Why is this unlucky kid running around so much lately? Is this little bastard? It’s time to clean up!”
After all, he still didn't dare to neglect. He picked up the little Qiangzi beside him and rushed towards the fat man who was surrounded by several children in the middle of the street.
I don’t know why there are so many people who dare to stand in the way these days. Are they all out of ideas or something?
Brother Qi was a little confused by the sudden appearance of several children. He was about to catch up with the little thief. Unexpectedly, several half-year-old children suddenly rushed out and blocked his way. He wanted to rush over forcefully, but was afraid. Having hurt these half-grown men, I wanted to say a few words to get them out of the way, but I didn’t know where to start.
Watching the little @flat-head who stole things swaying into the crowd, Brother Qi could only stand on the spot and circle around in vain, shouting: "Hey! Hey! Catch that little @flat-head, catch the thief! Catch that one Little @平头!”
People in the morning market are supposed to be in a hurry, but for some reason so many idle people suddenly appeared. A small disturbance here caused a circle of people to stop and watch. The two brothers selling watermelons next to them had been selling watermelon all morning. It wasn't open yet, but now I suddenly became energetic and quickly occupied a favorable position. I actually stepped on the bench and started to watch the excitement.
"Hey! What about you! How can a big man bully a child?" A scolding sound came from behind Brother Qi, the words were fierce, stern and just.
Brother Qi, who was already a little confused with anger, turned around and scolded: "Who the hell are you? Do you know that I am catching thieves?!"
With the words "What the hell" and "I", Hei Qing was immediately caught in the conversation. Xiao @'s flat head's repeated failures have long annoyed him, and now the short winter melon in front of him is here without knowing what's going on. Pretending to be big, Hei Qing suddenly lost control.
"I'm going to crush you to death!" Hei Qing couldn't hold back his anger, so he rubbed his body and rushed forward.
There were a lot of people watching around. Hei Qing didn't show off immediately. He couldn't deal with such a short winter melon in front of him. He held the military spur rolled up in the newspaper in his left hand, kicked his leg, and hit him with a swinging fist. .
A false kick on the leg is to shake the opponent's center, and a right hand swings a fist from top to bottom to cover the ears, with the potential to knock the opponent down with one punch.
As if it was an illusion, the chubby face of the short winter melon in front of me suddenly smiled. The smiling short winter melon seemed to take half a step back. Then he felt that his right supporting leg seemed to have encountered some irresistible resistance. He was tall and long-armed. Hei Qing swung his fist violently, as if he had miscalculated the distance between the two people. Hei Qing, who had lost his center, flew into the air for some reason as he swung out the punch, and then he was kicked. Like a wooden stake, it fell flatly at the feet of the short winter melon.
The difference may only be a few centimeters. The tips of the black and green hands lying flatly on the ground are only a few centimeters away from the opponent's toes.
Under the conditioned reflex, his left hand wanted to support the ground to protect him, so he threw the military thorn out of his hand and was stepped on by the short winter melon on the opposite side.
With a smile on his face, Brother Qi extended his thumb to Yao Yuan who was opposite him: "You're a bad boy!"
Yao Yuan was a little uneasy: "Brother Qi, be careful, this grandson is with someone!"
When Brother Qi attracted everyone's attention by himself, Yao Yuan quietly followed behind him. When he saw Hei Qing and Xiao Qiangzi following him, Yao Yuan was not polite at all. First, he threw Xiao Qiangzi down. After landing on the ground, he rushed behind Hei Qing in a few steps.
When Hei Qing rushed towards Brother Qi, Yao Yuan simply stretched out one foot, lightly hooked Hei Qing's supporting leg, and let Hei Qing crawl into bed directly in front of Brother Qi.
Hei Qing was hit a bit hard by this fall. He lay flat on the ground before flying into the air, and even the military thorn in his hand fell out of his hand. Hei Qing suffered such a big loss in front of everyone, Hei Qing's face It has become blood red and seems to be dripping with blood.
Yi Gulu stood up and stared at the short winter melon in front of him with malicious eyes: "Thief Sun, don't leave!"
Brother Qi's fat face was full of smiles, and he tapped Heiqing with his fat hand: "Come on, do you want me to give you a pair of trousers? You won't have to say that we men will bully you!"
Then the onlookers watched a big show. Every time the angry Bai Qing stood up and touched Brother Qi, he turned into a rolling gourd and fell to pieces.
After a few rounds, Hei Qing was already covered in dirt from being thrown, and there were a lot of vegetable leaves hanging on his clothes. He couldn't even stand straight, shaking his head like a drunken man.
The onlookers cheered.
The two watermelon sellers became excited and began to explain: "Did you see it? It's called 'Eighteen Fall of the Stain'. It's written in The Condor Shooting."
"Bian'erqie! This is called wrestling. Didn't you see that the person was wearing a trousers?!" Another melon seller was obviously a sensible person.
No one noticed when the few stinky kids who had just surrounded Brother Qi disappeared. In the middle of the place surrounded by idlers, only Brother Qi and Hei Qing were left fighting happily.
