The Glorious Summoner

Xia Ping'an grabbed it, and grabbed the wrist of a hand.

He turned his head and looked over, only to see a fourteen-five-year-old boy with a gray felt hat on his head and raindrops on his clothes. His face was a little thin. He was staring at himself with a fierce light in his eyes. Silky fear of color.

The two chopsticks held by the boy had fallen to the ground.

"Damn, what are you doing, let go?" The young man was not only not afraid, but also said viciously with threats.

Xia Ping'an applied a little bit of force, and the young man's face showed a trace of pain, but in the pain, there was also a trace of cunning.

"Ah..." the young man yelled, with a strong performance element, and then fell to the ground full of sewage, convulsing all over his body.

The people around who had just arrived in Beijing were frightened and scattered. At the same time, there were more than a dozen people surrounded by them. The more than a dozen people were all men in their 20s and 20s. Some people wore them on their heads. Wearing felt hats, some people wore yellow vests that could help people carry luggage outside the port. They immediately surrounded Xia Pingan, staring at Xia Pingan with fierce eyes, and many people put their hands in their pockets. Inside, the pocket is bulging, and it seems that there should be sharp objects in it.

"Xiapi, what's the matter with you?" A flat-faced man in his twenties with small eyes and eyebrows faintly faded out of the crowd and asked in a loud voice.

"Brother Hong, I just came over and asked him if he wanted to salute, but he hit me, oops, oops, it hurts..." the boy who fell on the ground yelled, and convulsed like a show on the ground. Up.

"Friends, our group of brothers here are just doing coolies and eating, helping people to make some hard money by offering salutes. Have you ever bullied a child like this?" The young man named Hong looked at him coldly. Xia Ping'an, approached two steps, "You don't need our service, so why beat people?"

"Yes, why are you hitting someone?"

"Damn, dare to bully us, be careful to stab you..."

"Kill him, kill him..."

The surrounding people came around, staring fiercely at Xia Ping An, others were clamoring and threatening, and a few people stared at the luggage compartment Xia Ping was holding in his hands.

Xia Pingan looked down at the dried shrimp skin that fell on the ground, and saw that when the dried shrimp skin was twitching, it had kicked the two wooden chopsticks that had just fallen on the ground into the crowd next to him, and the people in the crowd nearby gave you a kick. 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 fails to be discovered, it threatens the wrongdoer. These people in front of you are already very skilled in this set.

The so-called glimpse and know the whole thing, such groups are blocked in the port area of ​​Shangjing City to commit crimes, and there is no police to supervise them. The public security and environment faced by the middle and lower-class people in Shangjing City are probably worse than they thought.

Seeing Xia Ping'an not speaking, but just looking around, those who came around suddenly became courageous. Brother Hong and a few people in the crowd gave a wink, and the surrounding crowd gathered around, noisily.

"Beat him..." Someone in the crowd agitated.

In the chaos, the surrounding crowd blocked the eyes of people outside. Some of them grabbed Xia Ping’an’s luggage compartment with sharp blades in their hands, and others grabbed them directly toward Xia Ping’an. As if to search Xia Ping’an, some of their hands turned into fists, and some of them had half a brick out of their hands. A wooden stick hit Xia Ping’s head and body, some of them were younger. The young man even slipped out of the crowd to hold Xia Ping'an's hand.

The shrimp twitching on the ground didn't twitch anymore, with a vicious smile, trying to hug Xia Ping'an's legs.

The scene before him was like a group of hyenas besieging a lion.

Ordinary people in this situation, apart from being beaten and robbed, it is estimated that it will be difficult to deal with for a while.

It's just that those people may be able to work closely together like hyenas, and Xia Ping'an is not as easy to deal with as lions.

Xia Ping'an didn't have any extra expressions on her face, just picked up her suitcase and swiped around.

The suitcase banged his fist, moved bricks, sticks, hands, body...

The people around, one by one tumbling in the sound of oops, fell to the ground...

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

"Oh, oops, hit someone, hit someone..."

The people cried together.

Seeing Xia Ping'an so brave, the strength in his hands was amazing, but it was not a soft-footed shrimp kneaded by people, those who fell on the ground did not dare to rush over for a while.

"Beep...beep..." A policeman wearing a black uniform and carrying a baton, did not appear sooner or later, and finally appeared when the people screamed.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, who hit someone?" The policeman got fat and walked over in a bluffing voice. As soon as he walked over, he asked aloud with a cold face.

"Police officer, he beat people..." Hong Ge, who fell on the ground, and a group of people who yelled and called, all pointed to Xia Ping An.

"Police officer, they are stealing, robbing, and beating people here, don't you care?" Xia Ping'an said to the policeman.

"I didn't see what you said, they said you hit someone, so many people have seen it..." The policeman walked over to Xia Ping'an directly, with a stern face and a truncheon in his hand. Crackling.

"Bricks on the ground, wooden sticks, and blades hidden on their bodies. Those are evidence. You will find out when you search!"

Listening to Xia Pingan’s words, the policeman’s face became colder. He stared at Xia Pingan with a pair of urinary eyes with unkind eyes, and directly yelled, “The police still use you to teach you when handling the case. If you have anything to say, go to the police station with me. Go ahead..."

With that said, the policeman took out the handcuffs around his waist and was about to hack Xia Ping An.

Xia Ping’an finally understood why these gangsters were so rampant in the wharf area. It turned out that there were umbrellas and a nest of snakes and rats. He saw the police take out the handcuffs to torture himself. He stepped back and immediately avoided. opened.

The policeman's face changed slightly, "Damn, do you dare to arrest?"

"Do you know who I am?" Xia Pingan blinked before suddenly asking the policeman.

The policeman froze for a moment, "Who are you?"

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

The policeman’s face changed and he caught Xia Ping’an again. Xia Ping’an shot the handcuffs on the policeman’s hand. At the same time, he grabbed the policeman’s wrist, and the policeman staggered. Xia Ping'an rushed to the pole of a street lamp next to him involuntarily.

Xia Ping'an made his move too quickly, and with two clicks, the policeman was still dumbfounded and did not react. He was already holding the lamp pole in both hands, and was roasted by Xia Ping'an.

Not only that, Xia Pingan also tore off the whistle from his neck and the handcuff keys from his belt.

"How dare you resist arrest, hurry... let me go?" The policeman yelled strangely, violently and embarrassed. When the policeman was in such a large public, he was actually tortured by a person and was still holding him here. With the light pole, this face was ashamed.

"There are garbage policemen like you, these talents dare to be kidnapped here..." With a wave of Xia Ping's hand, he threw the police whistle and handcuff keys in his hand into a gap in the sewer next to him.

"Come on, come on..." the policeman yelled.

Before anyone was around, Xia Pingan had already lifted 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. .

The people who fell on the ground Hong Ge did not respond, and they did not expect Xia Ping'an to run, and when they got up one by one, they had just chased a few steps before they could no longer see the figure.

"You bastards, don't you have any brains? Find the key and open my handcuffs..." the policeman who was handcuffed to the street lamp yelled in frustration.

Brother Hong quickly turned around again, hurriedly peeling open the manhole cover of the sewer, trying to retrieve the key, but it was raining today, the water in the sewer was a bit rushing, and Xia Pingan threw it to the key guard post of the sewer. When I rushed, I couldn't see it anymore.

The people watching here at the exit of the dock are like watching a funny farce...

The police were tortured, and a group of gangsters were rescuing the police...

It's really a family of police and people...

...

On the side of the road not far away, a black carriage stopped by the side of the road.

In the back row of the carriage, Jing Lao looked through the dark glass window, watching what happened there, waiting to see Xia Ping’s figure disappear at the corner of the street, Jing Lao, who was sitting in the carriage, smiled slightly. , Pulled up the window curtains of the carriage, and tapped a wooden board in the carriage with a cane.

"Let's go!"

"Drive..." The coachman in the raincoat outside the carriage shook the reins lightly, and the black carriage started to move.

...

Xia Ping'an was fast, turning around the corner, and seeing no one chasing him behind him, Xia Ping'an directly stopped a passenger carriage that had just gotten off.

In the four-wheeled carriage used to carry passengers and people in the upper capital, the color of the lights in front of the carriage is yellow, which is very easy to distinguish.

The coachmen were wearing ponchoes and hats, sitting in front of the car and holding the reins just like fishermen sitting alone in the winter.

"The camp of the ruling army..."

From Donggang to the camp of the Judging Army in the north, although the road is easy to walk, the distance between them is more than 500 miles, and the carriage will run for almost a day.

Moreover, the weather today is not good~www.ltnovel.com~ It's a long distance. The driver who drove the car just wanted to refuse, Xia Ping'an already threw a gold coin over.

After taking the gold coins, the driver who drove the car was like a chicken blood, and quickly jumped out of the car to get Xia Ping's luggage.

The carriage ran briskly in the drizzle. Xia Ping'an touched his body. The money he got from the city of Dawan came here all the way, and in the end only two gold coins and a few silver coins were left.

In the misty rain and fog outside, you can see the tall and gorgeous buildings in the port area everywhere on the roadside, and the signs of various trading houses, banks, and companies are hung everywhere.

There are all kinds of people in this capital city, three religions and nine ranks. In order to survive and fight for fame and fortune, countless people are fluttering, struggling, climbing, devouring and biting in this city. This capital city is not a good place. what……

However, Xia Ping'an likes this place very much, because it is not a good place, that's why it has a chance. ,

The real opportunity is hidden in chaos, contradictions and conflicts...

Go to the capital, I'm here!