Xia Pingan reached out his hand and caught a wrist.
He turned his head and saw a 14- or 15-year-old boy wearing a grey felt hat and clothes that were still wet from the rain. The boy's face was a little thin, and he was glaring at him with a ferocious look, without a trace of fear.
The two chopsticks in the boy's hands had already fallen to the ground.
"Damn it, what are you doing? Let go!" The boy was not only unafraid, but also threatened fiercely.
Xia Pingan slightly tightened his grip, and the boy's face showed a trace of pain, but there was also a trace of cunning hidden in the pain.
"Ah …" The boy screamed, with a strong sense of performance, and then suddenly fell to the ground full of dirty water, twitching all over.
The surrounding people who had just arrived in Shangjing were frightened and scattered at once. At the same time, more than ten people surrounded Xia Pingan. They were all men in their teens or twenties. Some of them were wearing felt hats, while others were wearing yellow vests used to help people carry luggage outside the port. They quickly surrounded Xia Pingan and stared at him with a ferocious look. Many of them put their hands in their pockets, which were bulging and looked like they were carrying sharp weapons.
"Xiao Pi, what's wrong with you?" A man in his twenties with a flat face, with a pair of small eyes and eyebrows that were so light that they could not be seen, walked out of the crowd and asked loudly in a rough voice.
"Brother Hong, I just came over to ask him if he wanted me to bring my luggage. I didn't expect him to hit me. Ouch, ouch, it hurts …" The young man on the ground screamed and twitched on the ground as if he was performing.
"Friend, we brothers are just doing hard work to make a living here. We help people carry their luggage to earn some hard-earned money. Don't you think it's too much to bully a kid like this?" The young man called Brother Hong looked coldly at Xia Pingan and took two steps forward. "It's fine if you don't want our service, but why did you hit us?"
"That's right, why did you hit us?"
"Damn it, how dare you bully us, be careful not to stab you to death …"
"Beat him to death, beat him to death …"
The surrounding people gathered and stared fiercely at Xia Pingan. Some people were shouting and threatening, and a few people stared at the luggage in Xia Pingan's hand.
Xia Pingan looked down at Xiao Pi who had fallen to the ground. He saw that when Xiao Pi twitched, he had kicked the two wooden chopsticks that fell to the ground into the crowd beside him. The people in the crowd kicked the chopsticks, and in the blink of an eye, the two chopsticks were kicked away and disappeared without a trace.
This was a group crime with a clear division of labor. Once the theft failed and was discovered, they would threaten and blackmail. The people in front of him were already very familiar with this.
................. the public security and the environment..................
Seeing that Xia Pingan didn't say anything and just looked around, those people who gathered around became emboldened at once. Brother Hong and several people in the crowd gave each other a look, and the surrounding crowd gathered around. It was noisy.
"Beat him …" Some people in the crowd encouraged.
In the chaos, the surrounding people blocked the view of the people outside. A few hands grabbed Xia Pingan's luggage with sharp blades in their hands. Some hands directly grabbed Xia Pingan, as if they were going to search him. Some hands turned into fists, some had half a brick or a wooden stick. They were going to hit Xia Pingan's head and body. A few younger teenagers sneaked out of the crowd and wanted to hold Xia Pingan's hand.
Xiao Pi, who was twitching on the ground, stopped twitching at this time. With a vicious smile, he wanted to hold Xia Pingan's leg.
The scene in front of them was like a group of hyenas besieging a lion.
In such a situation, ordinary people would find it difficult to deal with other than being beaten and robbed.
However, those people might be able to cooperate closely like the hyenas, but Xia Pingan was not as easy to deal with as a lion.
Xia Pingan's face was expressionless. He just picked up his suitcase and swung it around.
The suitcase was knocked away. Fists, bricks, wooden sticks, hands, bodies …
The people who surrounded him all rolled over in pain and fell to the ground …
Brother Hong's head was hit by the suitcase. He was suddenly dizzy and flew two meters away.
"Aiyo, aiyo, someone hit someone, someone hit someone …"
Those people shouted together.
Seeing that Xia Pingan was so brave and had such amazing strength in his hands, those people who fell to the ground didn't dare to rush over for a while.
"Beep … Beep …" A policeman in a black uniform with a baton in his hand finally appeared when those people were calling for him.
"What are you doing, what are you doing, who hit someone?" The policeman was fat and walked over noisily. As soon as he came over, he asked loudly with a cold face.
"Officer, he hit someone …" Brother Hong, who fell to the ground, and a group of people who were screaming in pain all pointed at Xia Pingan.
"Officer, they are stealing things here, robbing things, and even hitting people. Aren't you going to do anything about it?" Xia Pingan said to the policeman.
"I didn't see what you said. They said you hit someone, so many people saw it …" The policeman walked directly to Xia Pingan with a stern face and a baton in his hand.
"The bricks on the ground, wooden sticks, and blades on their bodies are evidence. You'll know when you search!"
Hearing Xia Pingan's words, the policeman's face became even colder. His pair of urinary eyes stared at Xia Pingan with an unfriendly gaze, and he directly scolded, "Do I need you to teach me how to handle a case? If you have anything to say, say it with me in the police station …"
As he spoke, the policeman took out the handcuffs on his waist and was about to handcuff Xia Pingan.
Xia Pingan finally understood why these thieves and blackmailers were so rampant in the dock area. It turned out that they had a protective umbrella, a nest of snakes and rats. When he saw the policeman take out the handcuffs to handcuff him, he took a step back and avoided it.
The policeman's face changed slightly. "Damn, you dare to arrest me?"
"Do you know who I am?" Xia Pingan blinked his eyes and suddenly asked the policeman a question.
The policeman was stunned. "Who are you?"
"I'm not telling you!" Xia Pingan smiled faintly.
The policeman's face changed and he tried to grab Xia Pingan again. Xia Pingan's hand moved like lightning and grabbed the policeman's handcuffs. At the same time, he grabbed the policeman's wrist. The policeman staggered and was involuntarily dragged by Xia Pingan to a nearby lamppost.
Xia Pingan's hand moved too fast. With two cracking sounds, the policeman was still in a daze. Before he could react, Xia Pingan had already roasted him with his hands around the lamppost.
Not only that, Xia Pingan also tore off the whistle on his neck and the handcuff key on his belt.
"You dare to resist arrest, quickly … quickly let me go!" The policeman screamed. His voice was stern, but at the same time, he was extremely embarrassed. As a policeman, he was actually handcuffed in front of so many people. Furthermore, he was even hugging a lamppost. This was a great loss of face.
"It's because of trash policemen like you that these people dare to commit crimes here …" Xia Pingan waved his hand and threw the whistle and handcuff key in his hand into the gap of the sewer nearby.
"Someone come quickly, someone come quickly …" The policeman yelled.
Before anyone could surround him, Xia Pingan had already picked up his suitcase and ran away. In the blink of an eye, he ran hundreds of meters in the drizzle. After turning a corner, he disappeared from everyone's sight.
Brother Hong and the rest who were lying on the ground did not react. They did not expect Xia Pingan to run. When they got up one by one and chased after him for a few steps, he was already nowhere to be seen.
"You bastards, don't you have any brains? Quickly find the key and unlock my handcuffs …" The policeman who was handcuffed to the lamppost yelled in exasperation.
Brother Hong and the rest hurriedly turned around and opened the sewer cover in a flurry, trying to find the key. However, it was raining today, and the water in the sewer was a bit rapid. The key and whistle thrown by Xia Pingan into the sewer were washed away by the water and could not be seen anymore.
The onlookers at the exit of the pier felt like they were watching a funny farce …
The policeman was handcuffed, and a group of gangsters were saving the policeman …
Policemen and civilians were really a family …
…
Not far away, a black four-wheeled carriage was parked by the roadside.
At the back of the carriage, Elder Jing looked at what was happening through the dark glass window. When he saw Xia Pingan's figure disappear at the corner of the street, Elder Jing, who was sitting in the carriage, smiled. He pulled up the curtain of the carriage window and gently knocked on a wooden board in the carriage with his cane.
"Let's go!"
"Jia …" The coachman, who was wearing a raincoat, shook the reins lightly, and the black four-wheeled carriage started to move.
…
Xia Pingan moved very fast. After turning the corner and seeing that nobody was chasing after him, Xia Pingan directly stopped a four-wheeled carriage that had just got off.
Four-wheeled carriages were used to carry passengers and pull people in Shangjing City. The headlights in front of the carriage were yellow, which was very easy to distinguish.
The coachmen were wearing raincoats, bamboo hats and rain hats. They sat in front of the carriage and held the reins like anglers sitting alone in the cold river.
"The camp of the Judgment Army …"
Although the road from the East Harbor to the camp of the Judgment Army in the north was smooth, it was still over 500 miles away. It would take almost one day for this carriage to run.
Additionally, the weather was bad today, and it was a long journey. The moment the coachman wanted to refuse, Xia Pingan had already thrown a gold coin to him.
As soon as he took the gold coins, the coachman seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. He quickly jumped off the carriage to carry Xia Pingan's luggage.
The carriage started to move briskly in the drizzle. Xia Pingan touched his body and realized that he only had two gold coins and a few silver coins left from the money he got from Dawan City all the way here.
In the misty rain outside, various tall and gorgeous buildings in the harbor area could be seen everywhere. The signs of various businesses, banks and companies could be seen everywhere.
There were all kinds of people in Shang Jing City. For the sake of survival, for the sake of fame and fortune, countless people were struggling, climbing, devouring, tearing, and biting in this city. Shang Jing City was not a good place to live ….
However, Xia Pingan liked it very much. Because it was not a good place, he had a chance. ,
The real chance was hidden in the chaos and conflicts …
'Shangjing City, here I come!'
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